Ever since the war had been declared, Lex had been in Hutt space. She had been deployed for some time now and she knew she wouldn’t be going home anytime soon. Lex had gotten to know Hutt space quite well and had more than a few close calls. The nature of war was such that she had to be thankful...
Lex wasn’t quite sure why she was here. She argued with herself multiple times and tried to talk herself out of it, but morbid curiosity had gotten the best of her. She had been on multiple missions with Bishop by now, and she also knew about his alter ego as a pit fighter. Almost all fighting...
She was on her belly on the elevated lip of a cliff, gazing through a pair of macrobinoculars. The outpost was guarded heavier than she had expected, “Nine of them outside. They look well armored too. We’ll have to be tactical about this. I think our best bet is to draw some of their attention...
The bar was not somewhere she’d frequent on her own. It was shady and smelled funny, but it was a cornucopia for useful information. Lex had been patrolling the undercities of Coruscant for several years now when she wasn’t on active duty, and she seldom had a night out that didn’t yield...