diogo talon

NIAMOS Hey, Ma Niamos wasn't Necropolis, and thank the fuckin' Force for that. Diogo eagerly banked the ship hard left, smirking as his body pressed into the soft cushions of the pilot seat. Slipping out of the jet stream, they cut through wispy, thin clouds like they were parting the heavens...

The streets of Necropolis were clouded by a perpetual mist, the result of some specific combination of factors in the planet's atmosphere. The fact that it was a tomb world dotted with thousands of cemeteries enshrouded in that fog was pure spooky coincidence. Heedless of the low visibility...

Ran Serys held her healing throat, as she thought of the battle on Woostri. She thought of the blood pooling under her limp body. She thought of the flesh she had sacrificed only to be uncertain of an enemy’s death. Multiple surgeries and a large blood transfusion, left her with a weak feeling...

TA'A CHUME'DAN, HAPES Continuation of the Crisis... Eloise raced through the rain, the repulsors of her speeder blasting puddles as it scraped around a street corner. The city was still on fire, perhaps even more so as GA forces went to war against the Hapans. The radio, tuned to intergalactic...