Chapter 13: Legends of the Lasat

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Life for Jaral definitely became more intense after the promotion. Though at least on the first day it was in a good way, because her promotion meant that Darvos had won a bet they made. Specifically, the young lieutenant had predicted that Jaral would become his superior in under a year of service in the fleet, and the Specters had been with the fleet for a few more than 10 months. The reward consisted of Darvos being allowed to decide a little role-play for their time in bed that night.

Now the new Captain had to spend even more time on the Liberator. Her new rank meant that she was now responsible to organize and authorize operations of the fleet's operatives, including the Specters, to scavenge for supplies, possible recruits and info about the Empire. She quickly distinguished herself because she was able to choose the perfect people for a specific job, which was a consequence of her giving much importance into spending time knowing the troops, a habit that she passed on to Darvos. Even though she was in charge of men and women sometimes twice her age, Jaral had proven herself able to command loyalty and respect, other than being a very skillful and gifted tactician.

Darvos had basically become her right-hand man as well, while Sato now relied more on Hera for advice, given her rank of Captain and her experience in interstellar travel. Basically, Darvos and Jaral were responsible for 'land' missions, while Sato and Hera took care of planning the ships' route.

11 days after her promotion, Jaral was approached by Ezra, who had received a message from an old acquaintance about refugees on Nixus being hunted by the Empire.

Jaral approved the mission and gave it to the Specters, even asking Jordan to go with them.

The Ghost landed on the Hub 218, the same Ezra, Jaral and Chopper had visited a few months before. Father and son were clad in their armors and Ezra admired the Katarn-class on his father. Jordan had customized it a bit; the most important piece so far was certainly on the left forearm, where he had built a pretty advanced wrist-pad that could host two of Jinx's processors.

The pad was designed to improve the distribution of energy in the armor, as the Katarn also had personal shields (though nowhere near as resistant as the Legionnaire's armor, they could still make a pretty big difference between life and death), while the plates were still very robust and offered a high degree of protection.

Usually, that armor was too heavy for a normal human (the clones were engineered to wear it), but Jordan wasn't a regular human, so after he adapted to the weight, he was able to wear it as if it was a second skin.

The armor was still pure white, even though Sabine had politely asked a couple times if she was allowed to paint it. So far, Jordan had lived aboard the Liberator  so, even if he had accepted the offer, there wasn't much time for her to do it.

"So, Dad." Ezra said with a smile. "Our first mission side by side. I must say I'm excited." he said while they were still alone in the cargo bay, readying their weapons.

Jordan made a last check on his new weapon. Darvos had managed to contact the rest of the Rebellion and bring him one of the newest toys from BlasTech Industries: an A280-CFE (covert field edition). A modular blaster pistol that could also be reconfigured into an assault rifle and even a sniper rifle. Given the fact that Jordan was trained in handling any kind of weapon and he had showed prowess with every gun in the fleet, beating even Sabine and Rex during a marksmanship competition, this weapon was basically an entire arsenal in his hands.

The man put the pistol in his holster, while keeping his helmet under his left arm, and smiled at his son.

"Tell me about it. I can't say I hoped for this day to come, but I'm proud to see what you've become, Ezra."

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