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Sweat seemed to have become a permanent feature of Davis' forehead and the smell of burning leather and flesh, most notably his own, was so sickening that his pallor turned white. Davis felt like hell, but he was standing in a room with dead bodies scattered across it, so he wasn't the one...

Despite the barrage of fire from from his companions to at least suppress the Imperials, Davis nevertheless caught a bolt in his left shoulder barely a second after his powerpack had run out. Falling back into cover he didn't notice the smoke coming from the turret to confirm it's destruction...

His little team was looking highly motivated despite their injuries and Davis realized, perhaps too late, that that was the true strength of the Galactic Alliance. These rebels were willing to risk their lives for each other and did so voluntarily. They weren't pressed into service and most of...

There was no coherent thought process involved that directed Davis' actions when the trap was sprung. He registered one of the young rebel getting his in the shoulder, he saw those Mon Calamari that were still alive suddenly crawl towards him in desperate flight and he watched with shock how the...

Davis couldn't believe it, "A statue!?" he all but hissed in sudden anger. "Kriff your statues. We either bomb their palace or we don't go to Kaas." All this task of destroying statues and then the general giving the clear on destroying a single one, but only if there was no collateral damage...

The Force had let them down, but the heart of his fellow rebels never would. Davis was filled with pride seeing the two young men take decisive action and if it hadn't been for that blast sucking all the breathable air away for a second he would've most likely started to sing. Instead, the...

Davis knew he hadn't made himself popular by questioning the actions of the Jedi Grand Master, but speaking up didn't equal to giving up and abandoning the cause he had risked his life for and thus he found himself a willing participant of this meeting. "There are many xenophobes out there still...

Davis was utterly confused. The Mandalorians declared war on the Jedi because they were not worth their time? When Davis looked around at the Galactic Alliance and its past years they were in no position to pose any threat to the Mandalorians, not unlike how they had not ever really managed to...

Davis rushed out of the hangar with the Jedi and other rebels in tow. It seemed like they had completely surprised the Imperials and most they encountered weren't even armed and surrendered with the first sight of a blaster pointed at their hearts. It wasn't until they got closer to the ship's...

Davis turned to the Jedi (@AfroBandit20) and looked at him in the way a scorned nun would look at the young beauty, "Tsk!-" his frustration was apparent and not just because it was a Jedi and not a fellow rebel who approached him. "-ofcourse I'm not okay! Your Grand Master-" he was clearly...

Just like the last time when Davis had hurried to Jedha from the Rebel Fleet he was still dressed in his pilot's uniform when he arrived in the conference room. His hair was damp with sweat and imprinted with the helmet he had left behind at the hangar. His eyes bulged as they scoured the area...

Davis sat in the common area of one of the Galactic Alliance ships, its windows looking out towards what was their entire fleet. On the large HoloNet screens was an episode of the Real Housewives of Alderaan, interupted every other ten minutes by reports from the Battle of Tython and the ship's...

The transports made a controlled landing in the hangar bay and everything seemed like it had been going for the past decades, but as the Imperial inspector and hangar crew lined up to take the transport's cargo they were greeted by a closed ramp. The inspector was visibly ignored, "What's this...

Davis's hair dried up in the warmth of Jedha and while he listened to the Jedi that had come to discuss..the nature of the Jedi. He was surprised to see Commander Ion fully agreed with the Jedi Grand Master. "But-" Davis started, looking at Hugo (@Minuteman75) with an expression of surprise...

Davis had heard she was here, but where? He was dressed in his flight suit, his hair still moist from sweat and bearing his helmet's imprint. The engines of the SP-2 Stardancer he'd piloted to Jedha were still near overheating as he finally set eyes on her. "Star One? Eh-" he stopped abruptly...

Davis fired the second he saw the general's bolts strike true. Loud thunder roared again and lightning cracked, but somehow his aim was better than ever and his shot hit a pirate in the face. The remaining two guards were startled by the sudden attack and couldn't see anything in the darkness of...

Davis had just executed the weequay when he heard commotion on the other side of the door. The sound of blaster fire was mixed in with something different, something Davis had never heard before and yet he knew immediately what it was; "Sounds like the Jedi is inside, too." Despite their rocky...

As Davis made his way around the cattle shed he heard two other rebels fall in behind him, "Hey Davis-" one of them began with a tone of voice clearly drenched in shock and anxiety, "-the Jedi send us to back you up. What's the plan?" Davis stopped. Turned around. Looked the boy in the eye and...

There was a hint of shame in the back of Davis' mind after realizing he was once again fighting fellow pirates. There used to be a time when two pirate crews met each other on the spacelanes they exchanged good luck messages and promised to drink some Corellian Rum together the next time they...

Happy that the Imperial efforts to sabotage the deal with the rebels was thwarted, Davis was actually glad to see the Muun again. "Alright, let's give the Hutt some creds and go get lunch." he said with an unmistaken grin on his face, "I'm hungry." Ofcourse, now that it was some time ago since...