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Kye maneuvered his craft to be to the right, and slightly below Star Six. He looked down at his sensors as they quickly closed on the target area. Kye had no idea how much resistance they would muster, but there would be resistance. As they closed... it was bad. Immediately laser fire poured...

Kye had spent most of the trip in isolation from his new partners. He was grateful for the rescue and to be off-world, but didn't know how to handle Brent. As they approached Atlas, Kye waited to be briefed by Drast and the Sephi Knight - whom Kye respected. He was more than ready to be in...

The Bothan couldn't help but feel the weight of this mission. He had danced with danger in the past - several times - but this time everything seemed more dramatic. Flying quickly in atmo, rain, lightning, and he was flying Master Swan's wing. His heart raced in excitement. "Right Star Twelve...

The helmet fit a bit awkwardly, and Kye had to constantly fight the urge to adjust it. He'd need to get them to actually craft a new helmet after this assignment, instead of just modifying an existing one. Either way, he wore the Star Squadron colors with pride. Kye was flying on Star Six's...

Feeling the disapproval from Sakadi did nothing but sour Kye's already sour mood. She was correct, which only made him more frustrated. He's blue eyes shifted back to Drast - icy cold - as he continued his diatribe. Kye was dumb-founded. He understood the gravity of their situation, and was...

Getting out in the galaxy felt good, working more for the Galatic Alliance was... okay. Kye's loyalty fell mostly with the Jedi. With order. Mostly, it seemed the Galatic Alliance felt like a group of insurgents trying desperately to feign law and order. However, Kye trusted the masters, and if...

His head was spinning. Was the Grandmaster in danger? The Bothan scowled as Brent walked around him, barring his teeth slightly. The human tossed his saber, Kye caught it and fastened it to his belt again. Kye's eyes met Brent's as he spoke. The words stung, and Kye was slightly taken aback...

Confusion was quickly followed by relief. He was ready to fight, but his mind was filled with words and understanding. "Sakadi Marathi Sinvala. Jedi Knight. Identify yourself or surrender." He was confused by the experience, but then quickly relieved when the words hit home. His arms went slowly...

"I know my way around a shhip." The Bothan spoke quickly. He grew up on a planet filled with intergalactic travelers. Perhaps the man didn't hear him, perhaps he didn't care, but he walked off. Kriffing Humans. They were so proud and didn't truly understand family and protecting each other...

The clean up was a blur. Kye was fortunate as when the authorities came they had some more advanced bandages to repair his damaged left arm. He would have no permanent damage. Thank the force. It was an interesting assignment. It was successful, so at the end of the day, Kye had a good...

Whatever Kyi was doing was working. Kye charged forward squeezing off bolts as he went to keep the Twi'lek behind the storage box he was using as cover. As Kye reached the box, he dropped his pistol and, using the force, leaped over the box, and ignited his blade, the point right at the twi'leks...

Unsure if they Bandits didn't hear him, or they just didn't care, they were still firing at the injured Bothan. Trying to figure out their next play he heard his partner: "Kye! If we can find their leader, we can force them to stand down! Can you use your senses to sniff out their leader or...

Kye barely ducked behind the tree in time as bolts stuck the ground behind where he was just standing. He needed to get closer if he wanted to be any good. He readied himself again. He put the gun around to the left of the tree and fired three shots blind, then darted to the right of the tree...

Kye hunkered down behind the first tree at the top of the ridge, giving him a great view of the entire encampment. As Kyi moved up, Kye was impressed with the jedi's grace. He seemed to have no issue moving all the way up to the camp - completely undetected. Kye smiled a toothy grin. As Kyi...

Kye nodded quickly in agreement with the plan. Truthfully, his arm was in bad shape. The bandage would keep him from bleeding out, but he would need medical treatment or would suffer potential permanent damage. He grabbed his blaster from the holster and did a quick check on it, swapping out the...

The fugitive gasped as the blade ignited bringing a smirk to Kye's face. This was going to be easier than he thought. He loved how just the sight of a lightsaber made people tremble in respect. "A Sith?" Then the man raised the pistol and shouted something. "I'm not a Si-" Kye got cut off as...

Kye could tell that his partner was becoming warmer to him... Kye didn't mind, but at the same time, he didn't care to be friends. Sure, battle had a way of knitting people together, this was well known, but Kye didn't save Kyi because he liked Kyi. He helped because he was another Jedi. It was...

Kye holstered his blasted again as Kyi approached. He felt slightly guilty for extracting the information in this way, but he needed the information more than he cared about some thug. The bandits deserved death - they were criminals. Nodding the Bothan stepped close, "Reshhi Ridge. They're at...

Kye shoved through the crowd. The man inside gave a rather... human look. He needed to get closer to see how bad the damage was. And, as he approached his heart sank. The landing gear was crooked. There were gouges in the belly of the ship, and with a hole in the blast shield... well, it wasn't...

Kye breathed a sigh of relief and holstered his blaster. He looked to Kyi as he spoke and bowed in response. "I believe that wash all of them," Then he looked quickly towards the horizons, scanning them quickly, "I don't think they're shmart enough to posht a shcout... They weren't expecting...