TCW: Death of a Jedi: Part 2Rex holstered his pistol and pulled his helmet off. "Ahsoka, it's me, Rex."TCW: Death of a Jedi: Part 22 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Rex?" Ahsoka's voice was nothing more than a whisper.
Rex hurried to her side and knelt by her. He grabbed her free hand in his and held it. She squeezed his hand. Her grip was already weak. Rex glanced at her wounds and winced. They were far beyond his skill, or even Kix's, if the medic hadn't deserted years ago. Besides, what good would trying to save her life do when it would lead to her capture and torture? "I'm here." It was all Rex could say.
Ahsoka coughed. "You shouldn't be here, with them." Her gaze landed on Vishi, who crept closer, probably curious about why Rex was holding a rebel's hand instead of finishing her off.
"They're just kids. They need someone to keep them safe," Rex told her, guilt pulsing through him. All his true brothers, Jesse, Kix, and a few others, had deserted years ago while he'd stayed in the Empire, like the terrified boys he'd charged himself with protecting.
Ahsoka held out
Scars"Blast it, Corso, would you hold still?" Silver groused, instinctively tightening her grip on his shoulder as he flinched. She tried to avoid digging her fingers into the blaster wound she'd been in the process of cleaning out, with limited success.Scars3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Sorry, Captain," Corso muttered, wincing and fighting the urge to flinch again. "Can't help it. That really hurt."
"I know. I'm bein' as careful as I can," she promised. "But plasteel splinters aren't going to come out by themselves, and you can't reach it, so just bear with me."
Normally, they each took care of their own injuries when necessary, patching themselves up well enough with kolto and synthskin. But their last run-in with the bandits camping out on the Tarisian settlement had involved a much more drawn out fight than usual, and Corso had caught a nasty graze from a blaster bolt across the back of his shoulder. It had seared through his armor, decorating the burn it left in his shoulder with splinters from the plasteel and fragme
CuriousCurious3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He was curious about the scars.
Corso had spent enough time with Silver and other smugglers, scoundrels, and mercenaries that he knew the rules that came with the life. He knew you let the past stay the past and didn't dig up what someone else wanted to stay buried. And he was fine with that. If he started asking Silver about her past, his would be fair game for the redheaded smuggler, and that was a wound he didn't particularly want to tear open again. Not yet, at least.
He didn't need to know what sentimental reason made the Captain keep carrying that old, beat-up blaster in an ankle holster when she'd bought--or found--and sold ones five times better without batting an eye. He didn't care how she'd developed such a warped sense of humor, and he wasn't terribly curious about jobs she'd had in the past--intriguing as some of her "old friends" they'd run into had made a couple of said jobs sound.
But he was curious, almost to the point of distraction, about the trio of scars tha
Back to Camp for Captain RexIt was early morning and the sky was an aray of colors from the bright peach colors of orange to the even brighter colors of yellow from the rising sun. Rex sat atop the horse-like creature as it slowly made its way to where General Kenobi had called from.Back to Camp for Captain Rex5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of a sudden, the creature stopped;dead in its tracks. Rex grumbled irritably.
"Come on you stupid...GRR!! Whatever you are; don't give me a hard time!", Rex barked in frustration. He pulled on the reins with all the strength he had, but the creature wouldn't budge. His impatience overwhelmed him.
"I'll go on foot then!", he said to the creature who responded by looking at him blankly.
He quickly removed his gear, put on his helmet and started to walk. His thoughts swiftly drifted back to Cut. Rex smiled to himself thinking of what a good father he was to his kind children. He certainly still had the fight in him from all the training when he was a trooper. The encounter they had with the Commando Driods had proven to Rex that Cut
That Wasn't SkyguyObi-Wan Kenobi walked down the halls of the empty Temple, grief and tears in his eyes. Friends laid all around, cut down by what he thought was his brother.That Wasn't Skyguy5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In the Archives, Jocasta killed.
In the training area, Padawans dead.
In the Council chamber, Younglings slain.
He walked into the crèche. When he did, he had to close his eyes.
Not even the babies had been spared.
Finally he went into Anakin's chambers. Holograms were sitting on shelves, pictures of Anakin and Obi-Wan, Anakin and Mace, Anakin and Yoda, even one of his rival, Ferus Olin. There were even a few of a young, teenage Togruta. Her eyes were always laughing, her lips always turned up in a sweet, timid smile.
He exited the quarters. It was too painful. Closing his mind to the awful evidence that laid all around, he turned towards the lightsaber dojo. He wanted, he needed, to s
TCW: Death of a Jedi: Part 1Onderon: Five years after Order 66TCW: Death of a Jedi: Part 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Under his white stormtrooper helmet, Rex's gaze darted from one soldier to another. They ran down the canyon path. Only a few attempted to use the canyon wall for cover. Most ran along the trail, some so close to the edge they sent pebbles plunging into the canyon depths. Just because the rebel base was supposed to be five klicks ahead didn't mean there wouldn't be some sort of ambush
These drafted men made the most inexperienced shiny look like a seasoned veteran. Ever since they'd been forced into the war, Rex had made it his full-time duty to keep the boys safe.
Rex paced himself, running more toward the back of the row. Even with the twisting canyon, they were badly exposed on the trail. It was only wide enough for two men to run side by side and the lack of cover worried Rex. The rebels wouldn't miss an opportunity like this.
One of the higher ranking stormtrooper waved to Rex and the other stragglers. "Get a move on. The captain says those rebel
Who Will Cry For You(Please note all italics are memories of the CC-7567, Captain Rex.)Who Will Cry For You5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sky, he thought, had never been so blue and only now as he lay helpless on his back did he appreciate the true color it and wondered why he had never taken the time to notice it before now. Captain Rex felt the sun shining on his face, his helmet lay on the ground next to him. General Skywalker, or Anakin as he had demanded that Rex start to call him, knelt on the hard ground next to where he lay, lightsaber still ignited and a look of worry crossing his face. Rex could tell his lips were moving, but from the concussive force of the grenade that had gone off nearby, his ears were still ringing and he felt as though his limbs were made of heavy lead.
And what was that smell?
Rex's eyes grew wide as he finally recognized the smell and he tried to turn his head to see where it was coming from. It was the smell of parched and seared plastoid armor and, and..... blood.
Reaching up to touch Anakin's knee which was
Star Wars: Falling Rain : Part 2Star Wars: Falling Rain : Part 22 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
-- Falling Rain --
:Exodus of Ara-ty Nokta:
Upon arrival the soldiers climbed from their hovering vehicles and set up a basic perimeter. The opposition’s delegates arrived shortly after. Both leaders starred with a burning fire at the other. Tensions between the two were all too apparent. Kien grew uncomfortable as he studied the soldier’s tension from both sides.
The officers of Granich’s forces were far better dressed, groomed, and armed…the oppositions commandos were tired, worn, caked with dirt, heavily scarred, but resolved in their cause. “Master Athura..this war…it’s a game of chess to them..”
“Then it ends now..” the heavily robed older Jedi
Flawed - chap. 1Disclaimer: i don't own kotor, Bioware does!Flawed - chap. 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A name recognised in many ways.
Renowned as the Revanchist.
Infamous as the Butcher.
Feared as Darth.
Bastila Shan was the first to walk briskly up the ramp of the large transport shuttle in docking bay 7. She took what was perhaps her last look around the docking bay of a Republic cruiser, nervously brushing back strands of brown hair that hung loose from her pigtails. Once inside, she took a seat behind the co-pilot who was preparing the shuttle for it's very, very dangerous flight. The remaining members of the strike team filed in one by one before the ramp closed and secured them inside. Like a door of a room shutting, closing off the light from the outside world and leaving everyone inside to suffer in the dark.
Bastila appeared composed as the shuttle made final preparations to lift off the Republic cruiser, however, inside she was a fluttering breeze full of doubts and hopes. Admiral Taron's forces had to provide a s
Laundry SoapLaundry SoapLaundry Soap5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is a gift for gloryblz.
Rex pulled his fatigues from his laundry duffle and shoved them into the washer. He crammed in as many as he possibly could. He didn't want to spend all day in this place trying to get his clothes clean. Something bad had happened to the laundry droid after Cody's men had gotten ahold of it and now all the men were responsible for washing their own clothes. He'd rather be shot at and if Cody didn't watch it, the commander would find a blaster pistol tucked neatly under his chin for making Rex wash his own clothes.
It felt like they were back on Kamino. When they were merely children, they had been given washroom duty. The gray aliens said that it was so they could learn responsibility. Hell, they stuck pistols in their hands when they were five, how much more responsibility did they think the clones needed? So the stark white laundry room with bright lights, reminded him of those days back on Kamino. Not the most pleasant memories
What is Justice? chp.28What is Justice? chp.284 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 28: A jaded new life.
A deep sigh escaped Anders as he closed his book in which he wrote most of his manifesto. The mage slumped into his chair and looked about his clinic; there were a few people sleeping in the beds. Three years had come and gone, it almost felt he had dreamed them. Thera had never really recovered from Bethany; her mother blamed her for taking her despite her protests; which led to Thera heavily abusing her lyrium addiction and alcohol. He and her had a somewhat of a falling out months ago when he tried to get her back down to, at least, a more manageable intake of lyrium and alcohol; it eventually turned into a big fight in front of everyone and she told him then and there to get lost, that she wanted nothing to do with him.
Anders would never tell anyone how much that crushed him. He and her were doing well, he was getting better at telling her things about his past; he was even almost to the point of telling her about things that