Nevarro, outskirts of Nevarro City
1943 local timeThe shuttle rocked and rumbled as they tore out of realspace and into the atmosphere, thrusters burning in overtime to get a handle on the ship. Lex held onto the bars embedded from floor to ceiling, pushing his feet into the ground to keep...
The old days? He let his mind wander a bit, thinking about what it could have been like. What life had been like for the first of Clan Solus to rise up. Those were different times, however technologically advanced they had been. Back then, Mandalore was not a barren wasteland. Back then, it was...
Kotii's excitement at the prospect of bringing the "Manda'lor" to justice was palpable, and Lex couldn't help but feel just the tiniest sliver of hope course through his heart as he heard the words. The Mandalorian nodded solemnly as though that had been an oath or prophecy, because to him, it...
Music
"It ain't me!!! It ain't me!!!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, music blaring, both hands firmly on the yoke, a new cigarra lit in his mouth and billowing smoke up into the ventilation shaft. The ship zipped low over the waters, so low that he was sending huge waves rippling in every...
Like a ray of sunlight cutting through the smoke-filled aftermath of a battlefield, the Senator shined out through the sea, almost glowing in his eyes. Lex had done it. He had just hopped on a piece of the wreck and was about to lunge toward another when all hell broke loose.
He was mid-stride...
What Lex could not properly wrap his head around was the fact that such a large majority of those in Solus had chosen to ally with their mortal enemies. This was not pragmatism; they were disregarding the very values that made them who they were. They were renouncing principles for the...
Amidst the utter, war-like chaos of the terrorist attack on Mon Cala, a Senator had gone missing. That was certainly not something to overlook, and there were billions of people relying on said Senator, so calling off the search--no matter how impossible--was not a choice. Truth be told, Lex was...
Truth be told, he'd been expecting for his Alor to be arriving here to dish out a summary execution for treason or to berate him for besmirching the Solus name. Instead, Kotii approached calmly and greeted him. Lex, of course, did not know anything about the rebelling Mandalorians because he had...
Mandalore, outskirts of Keldabe
1434 local time
The breeze had died out completely, the wasteland still and silent as the void. The dilapidated remains of buildings torn apart by war stood broken, their windows long ago smashed in and pulverized, their doors mere ash that had blown away years...
Mandalore, location unknown
1254 local time
An endless wasteland stretched out to the horizon, stifling his sight with nothing but sand and ash for as far as the eye could see. A light breeze sent particles shuffling amongst themselves, hovering low at his feet as the warrior walked, his steps...
Mandalore, capital
1716 local time
Lex had been wallowing in the mix of emotions he felt for the past few days, ranging from contempt to outrage, his psyche taking the damage of the constant anger he felt. It had pushed him to train more and fight harder, but he knew there was something to be...
After shit had hit the fan, Lex had been there on the scene. He was the only person who had been there when Pootalina was shot and also when the civilian ship got shot down. He'd realized what this meant during a shower and almost slipped as he kicked the wall out of frustration. That stupid...
Dust rolled among itself through the relative wastelands around them, and Lex watched the soldiers discussing among stopped ships a bit off into the distance. There were others flying above them, searching the skies for any other potential intruders. He took a deep breath, held it, then sighed...
"Heard," he replied, scanning the area around. A Mandalorian was approaching him now. He sighed.
"Are you the idiot who shot the civvie on Coruscant?" asked the stranger.
"Yeah, that's me," Lex nodded. Might as well own up to it. The stranger started to laugh.
"Man that was so funny," the...
This was, more or less directly, his fault. Lex had sparked controversy by shooting the Wermal, though he not only did not regret his actions in any way, shape or form, but he would do it again if prompted. He would have done it any day of the week, and he was willing to stand his ground in...
To his surprise, Lex didn't find himself on all fours and tackled by several officers at once. Rather, the ISC commander seemed to wave away the shooting--so he knew it had to be done either way. He liked this guy. Not many would have such few qualms about shooting civilians on a hunch.
Whether...
Lex was growing to regret having joined this task force, but he supposed the bounty was worth the struggle for now. He watched in silence as the Sector Ranger threatened to have them arrested, and it was only then that he broke the silence with a chuckle.
"Go ahead and try to arrest me, Ranger...
A brief power struggle happened in front of him in the ensuing moments, which was to be expected when you threw in Syndicate scoundrels with the Sector Rangers. A Jedi arrived to "mediate" and used her magic powers to somehow see into the past. Lex scowled under his helmet and opened his mouth...
Where there was conflict, there was coin.
It was not one of his father's sayings exactly--it was one Lex had adapted himself. And it was true. For the most part.
Luckily for him, he had been working on an assignment on Coruscant when the news broke that the President of the ISC had been...