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Ah, Naboo. Sweet, sweet, watery planet named Naboo, where beer was good and people didn't know his face. Lars loved this planet, and planets similar to Naboo. The air was clean, the citizens were easily cheated in Pazaak and yet, it was popular. Unlike Corellia. Lars detested Corellia. People...

This was one of Lars' more and more frequent visits to Corellia. This one, however, was way more pleasurable than the rest. He wasn't here on the family's business, but on his own, personal. The last memory of a man which made Lars' life a living hell was to be finally wiped from the face of the...

Since he was promoted to a Majordomo of Nal Hutta, Lars spent much time in this area of space. Mainly to get used to his new workplace, but also to find his way around in the local politics. And boy, was it a mess. It was so slimy he remembered why he preferred places like Corellia, Coruscant or...

As one of the Vigos, Lars had a seat next to the Prince, along with the rest of the Vigos. However, it was Prince on whom all the attention was concentrated, and Lars liked it that way. Looking around, he noticed one of his Exchange fellows, Rafter Teshk. Lars nodded at him slightly before...

A month ago, Lars couldn't have imagined himself being in action again. Then again, he did not expect to live this long, through all that life in this Galaxy had thrown at him. In fact, he had learnt not to expect much at all, but to move forward without anticipation, like a wave in the ocean...

Life was terrible for Lars Warren the past few weeks... no, months even. Since he became the Director of the Exchange. He decided to take things in his direction, but he did not expect it to be so hard. In the course of few months the Exchange collapsed into a civil war under his sight. And in...

Another night on his biggest bar, the Pirate's Oasis on Ord Antalaha. Lars comfortably sat behind the bar, serving the guests from time to time. Yes, he still served as a barkeep, but most of the time, his patrons preferred to be served by the fine ladies he hired. Most of them really needed the...

Lars Warren was not sure what he was doing in Corellia again. For a place he swore to never return to, he made trips here quite often. Besides, Lars could not remember even if he tried. Sure, he doesn't like to get drunk... but it doesn't mean that it doesn't happen from time to time. He also...

Lars' breath stopped for a second. He couldn't believe his eyes, so he read it all again. He didn't show any emotion outwardly besides surprise, but he felt that something inside him had been broken very badly. Him and Voren weren't close, no... but Voren was still the closest person Lars had in...

Lars' eyebrows rose. In the time he spent on Corellia, and the time he spent as the Director of the most powerful criminal organization in the Galaxy, he did not recognise this girl as an important Republic figure. Then again, he had a dangerous agreement with the Republic, and he intended to...

:oops: You shouldn't have, Nor'baal-san

Lars, surprised, scratched his beard. Was this a fairy of good will, some friend or just a random alien foolishly trying to prove that people can do good, even if they get nothing in return. Deep down, Lars may have believed that too, but it was buried deep beneath all else he had learnt in his...

Frowning, Lars peeked into several rooms to find out what has been bugging him. But he couldn't find it anywhere. All rooms were empty and either badly lit or completely left in darkness. After a while of searching, he gave up. He has been relying on instinct way too much lately. It is an...

With a sigh, Lars finished the drink in his glass. Nothing looked good in here. He still did not even know what had actually happened. With a frown, he recalled the times when the Exchange was flourishing. He was just a barkeeper back then. He wasn't the one that did all the decisions. And, in...

Taking a longer sip, Lars let the ideas fly around in his mind. He wasn't sure if killing Drorre would make the whole Insurgency collapse, but it would certainly weaken it. Most of those cowardly Hutts had no spine (heh), which would certainly prove useful. Not to mention, Drorre's head would...

Just as Lars entered the backroom, more commotion ensued. Cursing in-between his teeth, he returned to the bar, gesturing the guards to go with him to pacify the troublemakers. He did not notice the little blue creature sneaking into the backroom, and neither did the guards. However, he felt...

Lars listened on as Voren talked. He always had that ability to charm people by the way he talked. With enough time, Voren could surely convince even the most powerful enemy to give up and aid his cause instead. But they did not have enough time. And these enemies were not only powerful, but...

Lars silently took the glass and immediately took a long sip. He felt the liquid burn inside his mouth, and it felt strangely relaxing. The drink made him feel warmer almost immediately as it opened veins in his body, letting blood circulate more freely. With a sigh, Lars sat down and took the...

For the first time in his life, Lars was worried. What started as a simple attempt on his life continued to grow in size and blew a really big hole in the Exchange's unity. Not only that, several bosses were killed during that attempt, which did not really help the criminal empire that was on...

*throws a Pokéball* Voren, I choose you!