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Darius offered little commentary the last leg of the journey. He knew what they’d done to countless Imperial crewmembers, and while the Ranger didn’t feel particularly good about it.. It was his duty to the Consortium and would keep people at home safe. That is what the Ranger told himself...

Darius was settling in for a nice, comfortable ride to Exegol - only for Jasper to mention the reach of the crew. The Ranger blinked a few times, considering the pros and cons of what his colleague was saying, regardless of whether it a ridiculously brutal tactic. After a moment, Darius offered...

Truth be told, Darius was expecting more members of crew or security to round the corner at any second - and kept his blaster pistol raised high accordingly. The moment he spotted the air vent, however, the Ranger had to stifle a smirk. It was the perfect cover for one of them, and would allow...

Darius deliberately didn’t linger for very long - moving right past the stunned crewmembers and down the hall. Despite the obvious risks of their operation, the Ranger knew they were working with some degree of advantage. Not only had they got undetected, but no one aboard the transport would...

“Pft, ‘course not.” Darius said with a huff, brushing off Jasper’s implication that this was all being done for Thorne. That definitely wasn’t why the Ranger was doing it - duty to his nation, protecting his people and all that. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t a genuine motivating factor, either...

Despite his relative silence, Darius couldn’t deny the nerves that swirled within him - manifesting the moment he was assigned to the mission, and through every minute of their journey. It was a testament to the skill of the Bothan Spynet that they’d come across the intel, and the Ranger knew...

Of all the places Darius had been stationed for patrol duty throughout Consortium space, Tattooine certainly wasn’t the worst. It had certainly come a long way from the forgotten backwater that it once years prior, and even the planet’s trademark heat - oppressive as it might’ve been - wasn’t...

While the Bacta-tank did wonders to heal his injuries and get Darius back out onto the field, there was no denying that the Lokkian was still feeling a bit sore from his injuries the previous round. Still, his hail-Mary headbutt against Clove was undeniably satisfying and none of the ache in his...

Darius couldn’t help the way his face instantly lit up when the not-Thermal detonator exploded, managing to blow off Clove’s left wheel and cause the parapaletgic half-Anfynn to lean comically to one side. “AHA!” The Lokkian pumped the air victoriously. Sure, it wasn’t as accurate as he would’ve...

Of all the ways Darius was expecting things to go, this certainly wasn’t it. The Lokkian couldn’t help but flinch as the Thermal Detonator popped out a bust of confetti and was knocked out of his hands, falling almost in slow motion towards the arena. “THE FUCK!?” He blurted out. Darius could do...

While the Bacta-tank had done wonders to quickly heal Darius’ injuries from the previous round, the Ranger was still decidedly bitter about not only being trucked by Clove, but promptly shot at point blank range. Never mind the fact that he had just tried to shoot her at point blank range. That...

Oh, now that was satisfying. Darius watched - raw and unadulterated glee plastered across his expression - as the slug sailed through the air and slammed directly into the young Acolyte’s chest and sent him careening off the platform. Snark Shark was KO’d, and that announcement was immediately...

Darius watched with perhaps - no, definitely - too much glee as the slug left the barrel of his rifle, sailing through the air and punching a hole through the back of the handicapped half-Sephi’s wheelchair and grazed her in the process. “FUCK YEA!” He said through gritted teeth, pumping his...

Darius stepped out into the arena alongside the rest of the Yellow team, proudly pumping his fists into the air as he basked in the cheers, screams and bloodthirsty hollering that came from the viewer stands. While Bir went on his crazy-ass tirade and Yojiro flaunted his S’s, Darius proceeded to...

While he wasn’t exactly keen on being down a Ranger while they searched the rest of the building, Darius wasn’t about to argue with Theo over the orders. He gave a curt nod of his head – briefly glancing over towards Livi and the Wookiee before focusing his attention back to the task he’d been...

Well, things had certainly escalated quickly. Darius kept the butt of his rifle pressed against his cheek - his eyes rapidly flicking behind the bar, the side entrances and any hallway that led towards back rooms in the cantina - carefully watching for anyone attempting to enter the scene, and...

Truthfully, Darius felt right at home on Ploo II. While it’s less-than-reputable neighborhoods and crime-infested cities were a far cry from the pristine landscapes of Naboo or some ritzy Core World, it was exactly the same kind of backwater, Syndicate-infested scumhole that Darius had...

Only a few minutes passed before Darius arrived at the entrance to the cantina, casually scrolling through the streets of Nar Kaaga until he reached the rendezvous point where he was set to meet his fellow ISC Ranger. His own upbringing within the slums of Lok meant that Darius was entirely...

Darius wasn’t exactly feeling enthusiastic about his current mission. Since becoming an ISC Ranger, the Lokkian had been sent into a variety of different dangerous scenario – everything from active warzones like Firrerre, AMS infected planets and spice dens crawling with Syndicate thugs. Hell...

Abandoned Building Shoulder-to-shoulder with Livi, Darius kept his eyes fixated onto the Jedi infront of him, his left hand hovering a few inches above the holster of his blaster pistol. He watched as Ruz ate both of the stun bolts and slumped to the ground, followed by the other two Jedi...