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Coffey hadn't slept much that niaght, he never did when he was on the ocean. It reminded him to much of home, not that it was a bad thing. He loved the night sky over the ocean. To him it always looked more beautiful than anywhere else, a beautiful tapestry hanging above the world that was never...

Coffey did not stop his approach, he couldn't. His heart was pounding like a war drum, his lungs burned like a thousand suns, his ankle was screaming for death. Yet he did not stop. He could not let the Jedi escape, not for long. He had to ensure his allies had some semblance of a chance at...

As Coffey glared out the window, there was no Jedi in sight. Yet he still knew the direction inwhich his opponent had gone: towards the invasion force. As quick as he bolted up the stairs he came right back down, aware of his own tactical error. He assumed the Jedi would have sensed something...

Hearing the grenade he threw return closer to him, fear decided to kick in. His blood pumped as fast as it could, chemicals throughout his body kicking in as fight or flight kicked in. Flight here was the only way to live. His heart raced like a swoop bike, his mind focused on removing himself...

Coffey reached down and unclipped the belt holster of the Bryar Pistol he had resting on his hip, tossing it towards a new by chair to rest in. It instead bounced on the rubber like bands of the chair and dropped to the ground below it, the holster making sure the blaster wouldn't be scuffed...

While the rest of the circle began drinking, Coffey simply sat there and stared at his drink. Realization set in: I have focused too much on my job. He had never really had much in the way of relationships like this, and now it was just dawning on him how even some Sith had scored more than him...

The Lieutenants arms were up in the air as soon as the card was sat down, one of them reaching down so he could take two drinks. One for Five, one because... well it wasn't exactly a crash but it was close enough. "It wasn't exactly a crash, more of an unplanned ramming, but I don't believe I...

As the Sith Master approached, Coffey turned to him. Not like someone would a friend, at first it was mostly gazing over to see what was moving closer. Then a subtle double take to make sure. The Sith Master was approaching? Shit, Coffey's brain practically yelled at itself, and I thought I was...

The Lieutenant took the drinks he ordered and shipped from the Vice, nodding slowly. This one was mixed better, with the daiquiri was just a hair more plentiful in the glass than the pina colada, giving the drink a much fruitier punch. He chuckled softly and smiled, slowly pulling the tiny...

Coffey listened as the group not only saw the shadow a bomber looming overhead, but heard it drop one of its payload. The soldier dropped to the ground as, seconds later, one massive piece of ordinance dropped onto the building behind him. The wounded soldier glanced back at the building to see...

Before the Sith even finished his sentence, the soldier had down both the martini and the ship at once, before setting both empty glasses on the droid's tray. The soldier gently cleared his throat and nodded to the female, before he let out a soft chuckle. He knew this was the party animal he...

The soldier's limp had been getting much better, his left foot still somewhat raw and sore as it obviously effected his stride. It mostly was just an awkward step, but he still was walking at his normal pace. He made sure to bandage the wound well, and hid it under his loafers. He had recently...

Coffey charged headfirst into the fray with the platoon behind him, breaching into the city. He ordered the men who followed him to hold fire, allowing the civilians to retreat as the group spotted the city's defenders. Blaster bolts passed by the group, a few glancing off of their armors as one...

His boots were on the ground long before he approached the front lines, his blaster being used to clear the landing zone of any hostiles so his brothers in arms could land. The Sith Empire had brought their full might down on this planet, Coffey saw this, as wave upon wave of Assault Corps were...

The droid nodded along with the secretary as she spoke, his audio receptors careful to record this data for later. It seemed this man had this all planned out: infiltrate the Captains office and somehow overpower him. That part anyone could try, yet knowledge of the internal systems required...

The Lieutenant popped his neck and looked through the files, his eyes dashing through them and absorbing their contents like a sponge. He sat with his lips softly twisted, his head gently shaking with each file. They would bend under pressure, this one would be obvious, they would fall under...

The droids all zoomed their Optics in on the new being. Their tall, pale neck with a small head onto amused Ru-10, yet he suppressed those feelings. He sat back and watched the situation, before walking off for a near by meal preparation area. His droid brain knew that with the way she held...

Lieutenant Coffey Curran stood a few paces behind the Sith, softly scratching his chin Sith his pointer finger and his thumb. The gears in his mind were already running, he was trying now to just think all the possible reasons for why this had happened. The two masculine droids with him were...

The Lieutenant was not afraid nor nervous, he knew this time his mission had to be a success. New recruits fresh from the academy would not yet have have stomach for the missions they would go into. Those boots would have not seen the horrors of war just yet. But he knew they would be valuable...

Subconsciously, the soldier squirmed. The Sith knew of the reason why he left the Assault Corps. He knew that he was forced to lead his platoon into a slaughter house, to see his company get absolutely dismantled, to be one of the few survivors. He was already uncomfortable being back on a Star...