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Alzoc III, Skirata Outpost Hangar Bay, 2200 Hours
Alone in the hangar bay stood a lone man, dressed in a tan-tinted set of Mandalorian armor, clutching his helmet in his hands, the black visor reflecting his own, graying face back at him. A deep sigh seeped through the man's lips as he stared at himself, deep in thought.
This is Lyon Skirata. Mandalorian by birth, Clan leader by choice, and Veteran Soldier by force. A man who was once as foolhardy as a young soldier could get, but now was considered to be the wisest among Clan Skirata. He was also a man with a reputation. He had fought countless Jedi, Alliance soldiers, mercenaries, and to boot, he even once participated in a fight with the galaxy-renowned Yuri Sharp. And lived. Yes, he had lived a long life, and had done many things. Yet, still, he himself couldn't help but feel something was missing in his life. It had been present for a long time now, something that had started since before they left Mandalorian Space, and was coming to a peak. He knew what it was, and it called for two things.
The first was to call one of his warriors, a pilot, to get one of Skirata's ships ready for takeoff. The second was to call Lyon's most trusted friend to speak with him at this very time. That man was Dex Skirata. And he most likely had no idea what was about to be given to him.
Alone in the hangar bay stood a lone man, dressed in a tan-tinted set of Mandalorian armor, clutching his helmet in his hands, the black visor reflecting his own, graying face back at him. A deep sigh seeped through the man's lips as he stared at himself, deep in thought.
This is Lyon Skirata. Mandalorian by birth, Clan leader by choice, and Veteran Soldier by force. A man who was once as foolhardy as a young soldier could get, but now was considered to be the wisest among Clan Skirata. He was also a man with a reputation. He had fought countless Jedi, Alliance soldiers, mercenaries, and to boot, he even once participated in a fight with the galaxy-renowned Yuri Sharp. And lived. Yes, he had lived a long life, and had done many things. Yet, still, he himself couldn't help but feel something was missing in his life. It had been present for a long time now, something that had started since before they left Mandalorian Space, and was coming to a peak. He knew what it was, and it called for two things.
The first was to call one of his warriors, a pilot, to get one of Skirata's ships ready for takeoff. The second was to call Lyon's most trusted friend to speak with him at this very time. That man was Dex Skirata. And he most likely had no idea what was about to be given to him.