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Vanya was already feeling exhausted. The Jedi and its growing forces of ships, walkers, tanks, and men had landed on Corellia in force nearly 36 hours ago and Vanya had been on the front line for most of it.
The planet of Corellia had been under occupation of the Razelings for far too long. The Hapans had invaded and held most of the major points on the planet including the capital of Coronet City.
The outlying populations centers hadn't been so lucky. Abominations had been unleashed on any portion of the planet that had dared to put up resistance against the invaders, and together they had ground the population into the dust.
Of course, there were still those who had chosen to fight back. Those whose spirits wouldn't be broken by any evil or monster, and those were the people that the Jedi would need to find. Their wealth of information, reconnaissance, and knowledge of the area would be invaluable.
For her part, Vanya walked about two-hundred yards behind the battle line. Crusaders were on the front, probing for weaknesses and evacuating the wounded, traditionalists were acting as healers, and everything in between. Whatever differences the Jedi may have had among themselves, they were all Jedi as far as Vanya was concerned. She hoped they would see it that way as well.
What absolutely no one could deny was that there was need.
Vanya was still trying to get used to the scale of the battle. The Killik invasion was the largest fight she had ever taken part in and this... it dwarfed that. The battle lines stretched across half the planet, and artillery and bombers were nearly constant overhead. It took every ounce of willpower not to dive into the dirt every time an energy shell cracked overhead, and the truth she would never admit aloud was that she just wanted to crawl up in a trench somewhere and wait the fighting out.
But that wasn't an option. The next push would be starting soon, and that meant no rest for the weary.
The planet of Corellia had been under occupation of the Razelings for far too long. The Hapans had invaded and held most of the major points on the planet including the capital of Coronet City.
The outlying populations centers hadn't been so lucky. Abominations had been unleashed on any portion of the planet that had dared to put up resistance against the invaders, and together they had ground the population into the dust.
Of course, there were still those who had chosen to fight back. Those whose spirits wouldn't be broken by any evil or monster, and those were the people that the Jedi would need to find. Their wealth of information, reconnaissance, and knowledge of the area would be invaluable.
For her part, Vanya walked about two-hundred yards behind the battle line. Crusaders were on the front, probing for weaknesses and evacuating the wounded, traditionalists were acting as healers, and everything in between. Whatever differences the Jedi may have had among themselves, they were all Jedi as far as Vanya was concerned. She hoped they would see it that way as well.
What absolutely no one could deny was that there was need.
Vanya was still trying to get used to the scale of the battle. The Killik invasion was the largest fight she had ever taken part in and this... it dwarfed that. The battle lines stretched across half the planet, and artillery and bombers were nearly constant overhead. It took every ounce of willpower not to dive into the dirt every time an energy shell cracked overhead, and the truth she would never admit aloud was that she just wanted to crawl up in a trench somewhere and wait the fighting out.
But that wasn't an option. The next push would be starting soon, and that meant no rest for the weary.
This is open to all Jedi and loosely inspired by this thread. There will be no posting orders and people are welcome to come and go as they are able. Let's write a cool story no matter what your character's philosophy or specialty! People are welcome to start wherever they would like and participate however they would like.