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The cramped cargo hold on the ship he’d stowed away on swayed and shook as the ship entered the atmosphere. He shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be doing this. He didn’t have a lot of time… but that wasn’t new. Time had never been on their side. His heart was hammering out of his chest. Leon...

Leon’s eyes snapped open. He was disoriented, and his mouth tasted like iron. Disgust twisted his guts as he realized how full he was. His hands shook as his mouth filled with saliva and his gorge began to rise. His clothes were ragged tatters with only what was left of his trousers still...

Leon stumbled through the crowded streets of Cartan City, Adumar’s capital. He felt sick, his guts churned like it was full of live snakes. He was pale and diaphoretic, his features were gaunt and his teeth were barred. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong. He couldn’t remember why...

Desolation clung to the Jewel of the Core Worlds like a thick fog. The taint of the dark side permeated from the ruined duracrete. Leon Baudelaire’s eyes scanned the horizon. He glanced down at his EZPhone. He wasn’t far from the location. Leon wasn’t a stranger to twisted abominations in the...

THEME The feed cut on revealing a young man. A mischievous smirk tugged at the corner of his lip, but his verdant eyes were hard as durasteel. He was dressed in battle gear. It was tattered. His sleeve was ripped, his doublet was opened, and grit was smeared across his formally white tunic...

"Ow!” hissed Baudelaire as he pressed the antiseptic to his busted lip. The sharp smell of rubbing alcohol scrunched up his nose as the taste plagued his tongue. His most recent endeavor was turning out to be more difficult than he’d originally thought. Life as a vigilante wasn’t something he’d...

Kashyyyk. Their small victory haunted Leon’s consciousness. His mind found itself wandering back to the fight every chance it got. The screams. The smell of burnt ozone mixed with charred flesh… But wait, that’s not all! These images of death and pain were only enhanced by the gore and...

Leon Baudelaire’s focus was rarely honed on a single point for long, but currently his verdant eyes were locked on the small spinning cylinder of his small batch caf roaster. Peetwo warbled something and Leon nodded, reaching over and lowering the temperature a couple of degrees. He sat back on...

The Freebird dropped out of hyperspace at the coordinates Hera had specified. His verdant eyes scanned the void as the star lines collapsed into pin pricks of light across the horizon. He frowned. Peetwo warbled something and he glanced at the latest read out. There was something out there. He...

Nah Boo Leon emerged from the palace in Theed with the haste of a man on fire. He hated diplomatic missions. He was so bad at talking, why in the world was he being sent to represent the Jedi? He sighed, he was dressed in his official Jedi “robes” and Naboo was hot. It probably didn’t help that...

Leon weaved in and out of the empty streets on Starlight. He couldn’t believe how much fun it was street skimming Starlight. A super small, suuuper selfish part of him kinda wished he could have the place for a week to himself, but he’d settled for a day or so before the rest of the galaxy found...

ooc: Open to the Jedi and their allies Starlight Beacon was done. Refugees from the planet of Ithor had been moved in and the cityscape within the station was finally a buzz with life. Leon had watched the whole thing happen and now as he stood on the vista of the Station’s freshly refurbished...

Baudelaire was strolling the sparsely populated streets of Starlight. The first load of displaced people from Ithor had arrived earlier this week and things were finally starting to settle into the new normal of life in a floating city. The prospect wasn’t something Leon had given much thought...

The mottled blue hues of rippling miasma enveloped The Freebird as it hurtled toward Jedah. It felt strange to be hurtling toward the spiritual homeworld of the order. Not only that, but Leon and Koemi were going to try and do something The Order wasn’t particularly good at. They were going to...

Nubia Nuba City City, Uni Row Leon Baudelaire’s head bobbed to the music playing in his Ezbuds. For the first time since becoming a Knight he’d decided to take some time off. So, naturally the first thing he wanted to do was annoy his bestie. Nothing about Leon’s attire said Jedi, and he liked...

Leon held his tank top in his mouth as he peered down at the reopened wound in his side. Peetwo hopped up onto the counter and scanned the injury, “Hey, what in the hell—” a puff of compressed air fired a tiny green capsule from a port on the BD unit’s back and instinctively he caught it...

Starlight Beacon was almost done. They were hours away from launching the ancient station the squad had discovered months ago. They’d actually seen it through. They’d been charged by the council to raise the beacon and they’d actually done it. BZZZZZZZZZT! “There, that should be the last...

Leon’s eyes were red rimmed as he sat on the cold stone. Sheets of never ending rain fell just outside of the natural overhang located at the top of his bachelor pad on Felwinter Peak. In the past seventy-two hours he’d been through every emotion known to man, plus a couple he’d thought only...

Leon sat on the railing of a wooden fence in what the locals referred to as their star port. In actuality it was a big open field with cut grass. It was weird thinking he'd been asked to teach. He thought back on his time as a padawan and remembered Zathria and Andy back on Kashyyyk. It felt...

BRIGHTHOME The Freebird passed through the energy shield and into Brighthome. Leon had a love hate relationship with this place. It was where he'd been stuck for months after escaping Adumar. That had been the lowest point of his life. Alone and positive everyone you cared about was dead...