Bail Organa had never been one for small talk. He liked getting to the point right away. As soon as he was in a secure area, of course. It was something he had gotten used to, all those years ago, when he decided to help the Rebel Alliance. Now, here he was, eighteen years later, still helping them as one of their leaders.
Organa walks toward his office, hoping to get business down quick, so he'll have time for his family. His job as the senator and rebellion general left little time for other things, but he managed.
Opening his datapad, Organa decodes it the message he finds and reads it.
A low key diner in lower Coruscant had collapsed most likely from age and weight. No one was injured, which through Organa off completely. He scans the page and his heart skip a beat. "Jedi Activity Confirmed" was at the bottom.
It was a human male, accompanied by a human female. The man was said to be Mandalorian Armor. They were said to be no older than twenty-five. That meant the man wasn't a Jedi, but perhaps trained by one.
Organa speaks into his commlink, "Hey, Jesse, I have another problem..."
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Fanfiction[NOT EDITED AT THE MOMENT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME] 18 years after Mandalore, Venku "Kad" Skirata is questioning who he is. After his cousin joins a rebellion and his force abilities uncovered, Kad is at risk at every point. Turning to the rebellion with...
