|Lara Navos Jr.|
|Race||Kiffar & Kuati|
|Mother|| Lara Navos (Biological)|
Frey Jima (Adopted)
|Born||Year -10, Day 178|
|Affiliation|| Cantrell Institute of the Arts|
|Positions||Member of the Vir`uan Family|
|Prior Affiliation|| Exelis Crime Syndicate|
|Awards|| Tion Hegemony|
Mentioned in Dispatches
Golden Brush Award
Golden Quill Award
Lara Navos is a Kiffar/Kuati hybrid female with a rebellious attitude. Using her looks to her advantage, she is always looking for challenging days to work in and amongst violence and gore, with no qualms about being with individuals of any gender. While previously having no open allegiances to anyone or any religion, she has recently discovered the benefit of support in certain circumstances, growing in maturity and wisdom after various life-threatening experiences. A previously heavy drug and alcohol user, Lara now maintains a relatively straight-edge lifestyle, while remaining out of most large social interactions to keep her mental health in check. Proficient in close quarters combat, Lara prefers blades or blasters when forced to engage, steering clear of long-range engagements as much as possible.
- 1 Shall We Begin
- 2 Understanding Lara
Shall We Begin
Where It Began
Lara Navos was born onboard the Acclamator-class Assault Ship Incognito while in Talravin system to Dar Victus and Lara Navos. Gifted her mothers' name, the daughter of Imperial officers was placed into a foster home in the city of Talravin 04-04 with no further contact. She was adopted by a single Zabrak woman, Frey Jima who raised her in a small property on the outskirts of town. Shortly after her third birthday, Lara and Frey relocated to the nearby system of Kuat to ensure Lara could gain a reputable education. As they sold whatever assets possible, Lara was enrolled in a combat curriculum within the Kuati Security Forces.
|A young Lara on Talravin|
As she avoided the less interesting classes of philosophy and historical insignificances, Lara focused her attention on her combat prowess, focusing on knives and close combat weaponry, with continued enthusiasm towards blasters and physical hand-to-hand combat.
As she maintained a low profile in the eyes of her tutors, Lara deliberately performed poorly to ensure she was not viewed as a threat by any of her classmates. This desire to remain secretive meant she received several wounds and bruises at the hands of those around her due to her perceived weakness. She endeavoured to grow her own sense of vitality and resilience, despite the pain and struggle she regularly found herself in to build character and endurance. Her mother Frey continued to grow worried at her wounds, not wanting to lose her daughter to military wounds. When she was not in attendance at the academy, Lara avoided additional studies and curfews to undertake in barbiturates, deathsicks, and other bad habits. Barely over the age of fourteen, she maintained strong addiction to unsavory materials, which saw her receive disciplinary action and punishment on multiple occasions due to high absenteeism and poor performance.
As she grew through her teenage years, her attitude continued to change to one of a more rebellious nature. Taken aside by her foster mother Frey, she was advised of her parents' demise through private communications from Imperial authorities. Lara was non-committal, unphased at the loss, but was enlightened and curious when she was told she had a sister. As she worked various part-time jobs throughout the city, she gathered whatever credits possible to make communication with her sister, Tex Navos.
As discussions were few and far between, Lara found them invaluable. Tex was able to share invaluable life skills she had learned over the years, while Lara soon began to realize how similar their personal lives had become. They both maintained a carefree lifestyle with a heavy addiction to drugs and alcohol, while they both faced disciplinary action and combat situations on the regular. With Frey diagnosed with a terminal illness, Lara began to grow more careless. Her attitude changed in her final classes to one of aggression, as she senselessly beat several classmates without regard for their safety, while spending her nights out till the early hours, drinking and smoking until she could barely move. With an arrest dossier that had grown to the size of a small archive in the hands of the Kuati Security for drunk and disorderly combat among other infractions, Lara was presented with an ultimatum to either focus on her studies or face expulsion from all classes.
As she maintained her disregard for authority, Lara rarely appeared in class, maintaining her attendance just enough to avoid additional disciplinary action to spend time with her foster mother. Without sufficient resources to maintain medical treatment, Lara made contact with her sister Tex Navos to gain insight on how she could fund the treatment required to ensure her mothers' treatments made her comfortable. Tex advised an easy course of action was to smuggle goods and services to the Unknown Regions. With a small loan and instruction from her sister, Lara began to smuggle various weapons and explosives from inside the Kuati Security Force to numerous criminal enterprises, big and small. She took whatever credits possible to ensure she was relieved of the illegal goods as soon as possible, with all profits passed onto medical professionals and droid upkeep to care for her mother. In her final days, an MD Medical Specialist droid malfunctioned when adjusting Frey’s life support systems which caused Frey’s lungs to fill with fluid, drowning her before corrections could be made by qualified professionals.
Lara struggled to come to terms with her foster mothers’ passing. She began to harbor intense resentment towards droids, specifically those constructed via Imperial controlled corporations due to their poor manufacture of the particular MD Medical Specialist droid that killed Frey. Arrested and fined on numerous occasions for droid and property vandalism, Lara’s attitude continued to sour, her psyche struggled with depression while her body continued to battle exorbitant amounts of drugs and alcohol which wreaked havoc on her internal organs.
|The foster mother - Frey Jima|
With Frey buried on a small plot of land on the outskirts of their property, Lara disappeared from the Kuati Security Force academy several months before final graduation and certification, stowing away on a HCT-2001 Dragonboat-class Freighter to the Ash Worlds. As she scouted for a haven to reevaluate her next move, Lara landed in the underbelly of the hot planet Iego. While various holovids attempted to locate her due to her abrupt departure from Kuat with arrest warrants and high-priced rewards, she remained out of the public eye and honed her skills. Focused on her new life, she took numerous smuggling assignments to keep a roof over her head, while she restated her effort to fund her various addictions.
Her training benefited her while taking work from questionable individuals and criminals of various backgrounds. Lara honed several new talents including intense interrogation and torture, using knives to cut away at victims' flesh, causing the greatest amount of pain while keeping them alive for as long as possible. While the day job kept her in and around violence, the nightlife was more low-key. She remained in various drinking establishments until she could barely walk, drinking Corellian Ale after Corellian Ale, getting lost in the haze of hallucinogens of drunken rage and plumes of smoke from her deathsticks. As she ridiculed those who viewed these vices as a detriment to character, Lara would use them to her advantage, fornicating with whoever she desired to satisfy her needs or to discourage those she had no desire to associate with.
With her various debts soon paid off, Lara slowly broadened her horizons, taking freelance assignments with many larger corporations, local governments, and criminal overlords. Occasionally seen around Gree in Black Sun space, Lara remained largely off the grid of the galactic limelight, while continuing her investigations into Tex Navos’s whereabouts. With an abundance of credits spent on research, informants, and investigations, Lara eventually located her last reported position within the Denhui system, aboard a Veltraa-Class Cruiser. As Lara arrived on the vessel, she was again met with the cold aura of death as Tex’s motionless corpse was slumped in a chair from a self-inflicted blaster wound. As she brought the cruiser down onto the nearby planet of Denhui-Eight, Lara buried her half-sister in a small, unmarked grave, as she paid final respects to the sister she barely knew.
Observing the final wishes of Tex, Lara took the Veltraa-Class Cruiser to the Allied Tion sector, leaving the vessel in orbit of the hot planet Cadinth, while Lara took an escape pod to the surface. The cruiser was then transferred into the ownership of Lilith Delcroix, while Lara began to seclude herself into a period of solitude. With numerous months having passed, Lara still with a lust for violence and inappropriate behavior, Lara realized she desired to maintain her criminal lifestyle. However given her history and lack of direction, she took the unorthodox direction of approaching the political government of Cadinth, the Tion Hegemony. Avoiding the temptation of violence, Lara arranged to be deployed within the interior ministries, with her responsibilities focused on the administration to keep her attention away from anger. While she received some warnings and citations from management, Lara maintained her role within the government, responsible for minor political dealings and commercial expansions across various sectors.
Becoming Accustomed to Legitimacy
Through the initial months of her deployment within the Hegemony Interior, Lara struggled to restrain her activities to those of a legitimate nature. Regularly warned by officials for her after-hour activities casting a negative reputation on her department, Lara regularly found herself a-party to assaults and brawls incited at various underground gambling establishments and alcohol stations. Inevitably, Lara was arrested for causing various facial injuries and pulling teeth from a Gamorrean traveler, Lara was placed on administrative duties for a month by the office of the Lady Hegemon.
With her appearance being not the norm of a political operation, Lara was shunned by her associates, placed in a basement office under mountains of paperwork in Allied Tion space. Out of the public eye, Lara barely maintained operation with her outgoings minimal, with the vast majority of her time spent drunk and intoxicated on various barbiturates and Ryll. As time continued, her activity was soon identified by the Lady Hegemon, Stephanie Barefoot, and the First Lady Lilith Delcroix due to complaints stemming from droid destruction and an undesirable increase in repair costs thanks to Lara's distaste for droids.
|Lara arrested by Allied Tion Security Forces|
As the government leadership identified a lust for violence but a history of effectiveness, Stephanie expunged Lara's record, enlisting her in combat training for the Hegemony, stationing her at Jaminere. One assignment engaged Lara against several creatures and bandits occupying the outer providence of the planet. Lara efficiently dispatched her attackers, as she embraced the pleasure she got from each blaster shot she fired. While she efficiently removed her opponents from the nebula, her aspiring squadmates were not as useful in the firefight. Angrily assaulting a Selkath who became distracted by the oceans and sea life, she was forced to bury the soldier soon after he was mortally wounded by an Akk Dog bite to the lower abdomen.
As Lara returned to Allied Tion, the Lady Hegemon failed her assignment, effectively removing the Kuati from military operations. Despite her best efforts to explain the incompetence of the soldier provided by the Hegemon, Lara was forced to accept logistical assignments. Assigned to the areas primarily around Cadinth and Voss, she grew in displeasure as she was required to travel to various mines hauling materials, or unloading vehicles for the rich elite of Tion space, instead of embracing her desire for violence. Despite the lackluster operational assignments, she strangely found herself forming friendships with both Stephanie and Lilith. Through their banter across various holocommunications, Lara would continue to push the boundaries of their relationships, having been recorded drunk while speaking to the Lady Hegemon, along with being under the influence of Ryll and even propositioning her boss on numerous occasions. Despite her unprofessional nature, Lara continued her assignments with a positive relationship to governmental leadership, while she maintained a minimalist lifestyle aboard government property.
After completing a multitude of assignments, Lara was shocked at her promotion within the government. Given her best effort to actively avoid promotions and ranks as much as possible, she still found herself being recognized. Despite her lowly rank, she was asked to attend a banquet in honor of the fallen king of the Tresario Star Kingdom on behalf of the Hegemony. Frustrated by the need to be on her best behavior and dress appropriately, Lara maintained a low profile, rarely making herself visible among the long halls and grand rooms for the kingdom, as she stuck to corners and outside balconies to ensure she could continue her smoking and drinking addictions without the risk of embarrassment. Regardless of her attempts to maintain a low profile, Lara managed to meet several kindred individuals. While she only interacted with a small number of people, Lara privately entertained a small number of rendezvous with fellow governmental employees and new associates alike, however, she only collected holovid frequencies due to her promise to the Lady Hegemon.
Upon returning from the royal gala, Lara took several weeks assigned leave and departed for Desargorr V at the request of the Lady Hegemon Stephanie Barefoot. Blissfully treated to luxury and relaxation during her stay, Lara was able to enjoy peace and tranquillity for several days, before her surroundings took a turn for the worse. During an appointment, aromas throughout the room that once provided pleasure were tampered with, which caused Lara to fall helplessly unconscious. As she lay asleep, her various belongings were plundered, while she was abused and badly beaten. Several months passed before Lara awoke in a governmental hospital on the nearby medical station Corlax MedStat Ophrys in the Corlax system. Her hatred for droids ensured she was a difficult patient, requiring multiple droids decommissioned and an eventual transfer to the surface of Corlax IV. Back on solid ground, Lara quickly dismissed the medical professionals, leaving the hospital of her own accord. While she remained in a hospital gown, she stumbled through the streets of Corlax IV, desperate the quench her addictions to alcohol and Ryll, eventually locating a small tavern.
|Medical Droids assess Lara's injuries|
As she adopted the usual brash, unapologetic attitude she'd been accustomed to throughout her life, she was met with immediate hostility. Her left arm in a sling and barely functioning, Lara was in no position to defend herself. With no credits, let alone pockets in her rear exposed hospital gown, Lara was unable to satisfy the horrible cravings that gripped her consciousness. Her various medications had managed to dull the pain for a period of time, but their grip on her reality waned to the point of non-existence. After she insulted the Aqualish bartender by questioning the alien's reproductive capability, Lara was forcefully removed from the establishment by two Klatooinian security officials. Dragged around a corner, with no governmental insignia visible to protect her, she was beaten and bruised. Her left arm was mangled by repeated stomps, creating numerous compound fractures and shattered bone fragments. A vibroblade slashed across her face, slicing open her red lips, cheeks, and forehead. Despite the horrid nature of her injuries, Lara remained somewhat conscious. Breathing heavily, groggy, unable to see anything out of her right eye. As she coughed up blood, Lara's eyes rolled back into her skull, and she lost consciousness once more.
Covered in bandages, Lara slowly regained consciousness, coughing, and chuckling as she realized quickly she was once again back in the same hospital bed in a Corlax IV facility. Lara breathed softly as a hesitant 2-1B Medical Droid entered her room. She sat quietly and listened as the droid detailed a variety of injuries she suffered. Her left arm was removed and replaced with a cybernetic due to the severity of the injury, while various plastic surgeries and skin graphs had to be undertaken to repair her facial lacerations, resulting in a permanently altered appearance. Frustrated at the droid's rapid ability to update personnel files and not allow Lara to enjoy some discreet criminal activities outside of scanners, Lara dismissed the droid and sat quietly, observing her new appearance in an adjacent mirror. She remained in the hospital for several weeks as her wounds healed and to ensure her body didn't suffer from cybernetic rejection. With each passing day, Lara couldn't help but acknowledge the irony that she was now partially a droid, a being she had long disdained.
Upon her discharge from the Corlax IV facility, Lara was escorted back to the vessel she loaned from the Lady Hegemon where she sat quietly in the cockpit. She gazed out into the abyss of dark space as the trauma she had experienced began to sink in. Snorting a line of Ryll through her nose, she obtained the hallucination she had so desperately chased, before she casually used a vibroblade to disconnect the nerve ends of her left cybernetic arm, to remove the pain receptors connected to any nerve endings that remained. While primitive, the cybernetic allowed her to function at full capacity, something that soon after allowed her to return to her duties within the Hegemony.
Often bored and with too easy access to alcohol and barbiturates, Lara spent a great deal of shore time getting into trouble. While her assignments were few and far between due to her dislike for logistical work and near irrecoverable damage to her ship's communications system, she couldn't keep herself away from a fight. The new cybernetic controlling her arm made her feel invincible, and the bloodlust from pounding an Aleena into dust brought her nothing short of ecstasy through her bloodstream. Bruised, full of scars and constant bloodstains on her clothes and body, Lara decided to alter her appearance once more. However, instead of the decision being forced upon her unwillingly, she wandered into the underbelly Voss III with a different intent. Lara enlisted the aide of a Mirialan who managed a small tattoo parlor within Tion space. As she experienced immense pain for the next twelve hours, Lara lay virtually still as her skin was changed from a pale white to alluring rich red. With previous wounds and the impacts of drug and alcohol addiction covered by full-body tattoos, her Kuati heritage was soon replaced with someone of a Zeltron or Twi'lek background. After the procedure, she walked behind a curtain, admiring the new appearance as the light beamed off her raw flesh. As she returned to her assigned Bulk Freighter, Lara took a rest for several days, allowing her body to heal and grow accustomed to the full-body ink which now was a part of her. As she eventually woke with a rather large hangover, she finally felt a desire to return to work. With a somewhat attractive photo captured, Lara submitted a change of identification request to the Tion Hegemony government, before she left the planet and returned to the orbit of Voss III to recommence her operations for the government.
As months passed, Lara spent much of her time hauling builders around Hegemony space or drinking her sorrows away in whatever bar she could find. Encoding a disruption program into the communications systems of her assigned vessels, she was able to feign work and instead spend more time drinking without the government knowing the wiser. Despite her best efforts, the program did malfunction on numerous occasions, but thankfully no punishment was handed down by governmental officials. Time continued to pass, and Lara remained surprised by the lack of punishment she had received for her apparent dereliction of duty. She'd managed to upgrade the automation protocols long enough to continue operations at her whim, without reprimand or intrusion from Hegemon Security, while still undertaking enough assignments to keep others from looking at her work too hard. While she felt that transferring Bulk Freighters to and from orbit was cumbersome, she did manage to meet several peculiar individuals along the way. During her frequent stops to whatever bar or merchant she could find to quench or drug or alcohol habits, Lara continued to mingle with the various individuals under the Hegemony employ. While many tried to cover Lara with their witty flirtations and pheromones, Lara was quick to refute their advances either with insults or the butt of her DL-44 blaster, however she did have her needs and would break away for hours at a time with a number of the builders that took her fancy and rewarded them for their hard work in service of the Tionese cause.
After several weeks of similar assignments, Lara had a sudden desire to offload some credits. Having become bored at looking at numbers on a datapad, sitting in a questionable account somewhere in the Unknown Regions, Lara traded various assets and quantities from her personal paraphernalia to provide her personal transportation opportunities with a bit more flair. Gone were the boats and Byblos' she'd been gifted through luck in Tionese activities, instead she purchased a CR-90 Corvette, the Cryptic Hyperbole and a Xanadu-class Superyacht for her more, pleasurable escapades, nicknamed the Heretic Reverence. Transported off governmental-owned property onto something she controlled was freeing to her, this gave her a chance to relax without the constant paranoia of her employer looking over her shoulder, analyzing her every move. Mere moments after stepping onto her brand new yacht, the Heretic Reverence, Lara's datapad received a cryptic message.
Someone she had never met before had asked her to come close to Hapan space, a place she'd never graced, immediately without question. While her normal reaction would be to swear various expletives and throw the datapad out the airlock, Lara made the decision, while drunk and full of a few lines of Ryll, to partake in the journey, setting a course for Archais. During the journey, Lara spent hours trying to decipher any potential fake transmission attachments, location trackers, and the location itself to rule out any means of a trap, but to her surprise, everything appeared genuine. Lara then turned her attention into researching the sender, Sia Vir`uan. Lara became surprised at their polar opposite natures and wondered why someone so regal and apparently stuck-up would have any need for Lara. A Hapan with no evident need to reach out further than a street merchant for sex, drugs, or anything suspect, it made no sense to Lara. Each shared the touch of an arm cybernetic, yet strangely didn't cross paths at the Tresario banquet celebrations. The thought bought Lara amusement as she remembered how quickly she was essentially asked to leave the festivities, bringing back fond memories. Dropping out of hyperspace, Lara descended towards the Nocturnal Palace, still hesitant about the cause of her summoning. As she disembarked her vessel, she presented the datapad to awaiting Security Droid, much to her displeasure, who advised her to head to the highest areas of the Vir`uan Family compound, Veil Hall. As she playfully maneuvered her way past security checkpoints and armed patrols, Lara arrived at the man hall with her usual attitude. Greeted by Sia, the Hapan had seemingly sent the encrypted message without an updated file photograph after Lara's numerous surgeries. The two butted heads immediately as Lara had an immediate distrust and disrespect for the woman's authority, while Sia was not accustomed to questions and a lack of respect from someone she viewed as a commoner. After numerous arguments and analyses, including a few drops of blood from Lara's finger, Lara was identified as a distant cousin of the Vir`uan Family. Thanks to an overzealous and lascivious grandfather that Lara never had the pleasure of meeting, she now found herself with an undesired heritage from her fathers' side.
Keen to understand what inheritance she was now entitled to, but frustrated by the arguments and lack of respect she was shown for being different in the eyes of Hapan regalia, Lara returned to the Heretic Reverence, bound once again for Tionese space to allow her to process the information. She was confused as to why her father never detailed anything of this nature in his personnel files that Lara hacked years ago. Such information would have been useful to potentially avoid unnecessary adoption as a child. Her head spiraled with thoughts of confusion and anger, Lara retreated to her suite and inhaled line after line of Ryll until she could barely stand. Drowning herself in a concoction of various ales and whiskey, Lara passed out on her bed for several hours, awakening to her ship orbiting the planet of Embaril II. As a struggle to comprehend what had occurred ran rampant through her mind, Lara began to spend the following days assessing her motives, and what would benefit her the most in the long run.
Bad Side of the Coin
|Relaxing on Isht|
Still unable to commit to the ways of the Vir`uan Family, Lara kept them at arm's length while she returned to logistical assignments with the Tion Hegemony Government. Using her personal Xanadu-class Superyacht, she began to haul selectively around the clusters, appreciating the higher level of comfort available to her. Albeit comfortable, she had become frustrated with the lack of direction in her career and limited opportunity for mischief and mayhem. Begrudgingly accepting an assignment, Lara was sent toward the gas giant of Desargorr V to collect a large Gundark which had been disrupting the local populous and required relocation to one of the many zoos around the Cluster. Upon her arrival, Lara was forced into a surprising combat situation as she noticed the Gundark was being kept by a Kiffar charged with derelict of duty within the Hegemony Navy and gone absent without leave, commonly known to the galaxy as Gilead Antares. With blaster fire exchanged, Lara was able to capture and subdue the creature, while placing the Kiffar soul under arrest. Tossing the facility for intelligence, it had become clear to Lara that the Kiffar and the creature had partaken in a romantic relationship, something more than frowned upon with the galaxy. As she returned the creature to her hanger, Lara decided to not report the capture of Gilead, instead, she placed his bound body into a locked cell aboard her vessel, with a slave collar to complement his new orange jumpsuit. While the creature was soon placed within the confines of a Hegemony zoo, Gilead remained aboard Lara's yacht as a personal slave. Using him in a variety of ways, Lara enjoyed tormenting her captive, before leaving him in the capable hands of her employees of the Lazarus.
With the unpleasant display of a humanoid-Gundark relationship crawling through her consciousness along with the complicated situation with Sia Vir`uan and the Vir`uan Family, Lara came to the decision she needed a vacation. Offloading her staff and slave to the Cryptic Hyperbole, Lara took the Heretic Reverence out of the Cluster and set a course of Isht, a small out of the way Imperial planet. Despite the complicated family history, Lara sought the planets' beauty and serenity to help her relax, while hopeful she could taste various exotic barbiturates and some easily corrupted Imperial personnel, despite their xenophobia meaning her more exotic alien options were limited. Upon her arrival, she almost immediately set her sights on the hotel pool to help her relax. Mere minutes after she settled in, she was met with a loud planetary-wide alert advising of an Imperial sweep. Having failed to bring identification with her, Lara swiftly resisted requests for her identity from a Stormtrooper, before depositing her knife between the troopers' helmet and chest guard in frustration, killing the soldier. While she attempted to shoot her way out of her predicament, Lara was met by a Sith Lord, Draelor Nah`utal who was easily able to subdue Lara to a platoon of troopers, who placed her under arrest.
Annoyed that her holiday had turned into an arrest, Lara resisted at every stage she could. While she enjoyed the pleasure of injuring rank and file troopers, the electric shocks she received were less enjoyable. Transferred to the Victory I-class Star Destroyer Eviscerator, Lara was met with diplomacy and poise, something she didn't expect, especially from a Sith. Despite her resistance, she was repeatedly beaten for information, before being knocked unconscious and eventually transferred. When she awoke several days later, Lara had been transferred to Draelor Nah`utal's personal estate on the planet and was welcomed like a regular guest. She was allowed to walk freely, enjoy the recreational facilities just like the holiday she had envisioned, despite being under constant guard by Imperial soldiers. Lara failed to understand Draelor's angle. The Minister was married, yet flirtatious, but showed no real signs of acting on his words of violence. He did not press Lara for any information, something she found peculiar and uncomfortable, causing her to continue her resistance and seek transport home. As a final straw, the Sith agent met Lara in a large room, intent on fighting her for respect. Despite a lack of the force at her disposal, Lara was always keen to accept a challenge despite the odds against her. Engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the Sith, Lara gained the upper hand early, landing numerous blows to the Minister, causing blood to flow. Despite her lack of formal training outside of the academy, she was trading blows equally with the officer, but after the numerous submission attempts began to sap her energy, and the specially trained Imperial took the upper hand. While the fight was long and intense, Lara eventually was forced to succumb to a rear-naked chokehold that knocked her unconscious. Upon regaining her consciousness, Lara traded her respects to the officer for stepping up, along with a small reward before she returned to her vessel.
As she stumbled back aboard the Heretic Reverence, Lara engaged her sublight engines to escape the planets' orbit, before she eventually collapsed into a Bacta Tank to heal her wounds. While she suffered numerous broken ribs and lacerations to her face, she couldn't keep a smile off her face. She had gone toe-to-toe with a Sith and despite the odds being against her, she had stayed in the fight. While the thrill of the fight kept her engaged for a time, a return to Tion Hegemony space was met with the boredom of bureaucracy once again, something she had a large disdain for. Her communication with the Lady Hegemon and First Lady was now few and far between, and view of the Cluster had waned from what it once was. Having paced around her cockpit, Lara identified the large conundrum she was is. She scratched her head at the prospect of either being stuck within a Government that was about law and order, or the potential clutches of her inherited family. Both prospects were not exciting to Lara, and as the ship exited hyperspace in the Embaril system, she felt her face drop and an aura of depression fill her cockpit as she was directionless after her recent excitement of combat.
Lara resumed basic logistical operations once again aboard the BFF-1 Bulk Freighter THS Navos around the Tion Cluster. Despite being riddled with her usual assortment of Ryll and alcohol, something was off. Lara could feel the cold touch of someone touching her wrist, guiding her every move. Holofeeds around her ship felt like their focus was adjusting with Lara's motions, following her everywhere she went, while the never-ending sensation of someone looking over her shoulder continued to plague every second of her existence. Increasing her alcohol and drug habits only heightened the sensations, yet when she attempted sobriety the feeling of control was still eluding her. As she began attempts to subside the clutches of her imagination, Lara tried to distract herself by increasing the pleasured experiences with her consorts or beating her new slave senseless with her fists, but nothing was releasing the grip on her cognizance. As she drank enough to make herself pass out one evening, she awoke in the cockpit of a vessel orbiting the planet of Empress Teta. There, she boarded an Imperial vessel and participated in an exercise against a rebellious New Republic occupation. While the pleasure of murder and mayhem was arousing to her, she couldn't help but feel something different, an aura that she thought had commenced around her time fighting a Sith Lord. She hadn't set coordinates to the system herself, or at least from what she could recall, and had no reason to engage the New Republic forces unless a greater power was seething control into the dark corners of her mind.
As the Imperial occupation continued over the course of several days, Lara was dispatched to be an intelligence operative on the ground. Given her aura was far from that of an Imperial solider, she was the perfect candidate to gather intelligence on the enemy. Seducing and fornicating with several alien separatist operatives, it was as if the aura of a red Kuati was too much to resist, which gave Lara easy access to troop movements and access codes to highly classified operations. Through coordinated strikes and operations, the New Republic forces were toppled, not without the help of Lara on the battlefield. As Stormtroopers and Sith Lords stormed the main facilities, Lara infiltrated through emergency protocols, and with motions of her body, blades, blasters, and detonators, she bathed in the blood of those opposed to the Imperial cause. With a haze of blackness followed by the return of her consciousness back aboard the THS Navos, Lara shook her head in shock as she remained covered in blood. As she looked down at the random attire she was wearing, she was confused at where they came from, and how despite everything, she had the wherewithal to rip the evidently missing Imperial insignia's from the fabric. Removing her attire, she ran throughout the ship naked until she reached the refresher. As she scrubbed and scratched at her flesh, she grew concerned that the blood wasn't coming off. The stains remained, and yet when she approached her consorts, they exclaimed that no blood could be seen across her flesh. With her heart rate rapidly increasing, Lara gripped at her hair and face, before punching the mirror with her left hand, causing the glass to shatter across the room as she screamed in worried anger. As she gasped for numerous deep breaths, she wandered to the cockpit and plugged in numerous coordinates, before collapsing on her bed.
Once she woke, Lara was once again not where she remembered. Standing naked in a room that appeared foreign, she looked around for signs to indicate her surroundings, before being drawn to the only person in the room. As her eyes began to focus, she realized the hooded figure was that of Darth Chaakat. As she stood motionless, she felt the coldness shiver across her body as her demeanor changed. The Sith Lord spoke in a deep brooding tone, one of command and authority. Lara listened as the agent of the Dark Side explained how her actions were only the beginning of her journey, and that her abilities and will were now at his disposal. While she would normally resist authority, at this moment she was drawn to obey without hesitation. An aura of attraction, a lust for power came over her. Unwavering, a small smile crept across her face as the Sith Lord detailed his agenda, and how Lara had unknowingly commenced her service to him. The Sith presented Lara with a datapad that played a holo feed to her. One where she was the prominent figure, leaving a note in the cockpit of the THS Navos, a resignation from the Tion Hegemony Government, and her departure from the cluster. While the note displayed compassion and love from both the Lady Hegemon and First Lady, it left off reasoning for her departure, an action no doubt at the behest of the Sith Lord. While the promises of power were attractive, the compelling nature of what was to come was palpable. The loss of control alarmed Lara, but the aura of the Dark Side ensured her focus was elsewhere when the thoughts grew to an unstable level. While the future was to be written, one thing was clear - Lara's time within the Hegemony was complete. upon her return to the realms of her own control and consciousness aboard the Heretic Reverence, she began floating in Deep Space as she assessed her next adventure, now out from the guise of the Tion Hegemony.
Out of Hegemony space, Lara maneuvered through various governmental territories, picking up whatever mercenary and logistical work she could to maintain her Ryll and alcohol habits. While the work was often unfulfilling, she could still quench her thirst for violence and mischief down whatever dark alley she wandered. Concluding several jobs, she was eventually contacted by Darth Chaakat with an interesting opportunity. As news of the New Republic falling into the grips of the Imperial regime through a perfectly organized and executed coup d'état, several pockets of Rebel resistance remained on several core systems. Using her status as an independent contractor, Lara was brought in by the Sith agent to gather intelligence on Rebellion movements, before regiments of troops were deployed at optimal positions. After numerous, successful operations, Lara had gained the respect of the Sith Lord, who began to groom Lara into an abiding servant, a task that would prove to not be easy, given her temperament.
|A wounded Lara after her escape|
Draelor began with traditional means of enticement, throwing credits around, the promise of prominence and power, but soon came to realize that such methods would not entice Lara. She was one of violence, mischief, and mayhem. Using this information, the Sith Lord took it upon himself to introduce more, forceful methods. Commencing a form of indoctrination of Lara, he took Lara to a secluded enclave, chaining her to a large stone above the ground, before tormenting her with Sith ideology and painful torture. With such methods proving unsuccessful, Darth Chaakat began to use the force to his advantage, drawing Lara into a series of hallucinations with her departed sister Tex Navos, and her friend Lilith Delcroix. While Tex taunted her with visions of failure, not living up to the family name and spitting repeatedly in her face, it was Lilith's vision that caused greater stress. Screaming failures and misgivings about Lara in the Tion Hegemony, Lara could barely contain herself as she began to beg her friend for forgiveness. While Lara struggled, Darth Chaakat began to sense success and pressed his advantage. As Lilith's hallucination increased in intensity, Lara watched in disbelief as the red-haired force user unsheathed a lightsaber, before stabbing Lara through the stomach. While the wound wasn't real, the indoctrination made every inch of the blade protruding through Lara's flesh feel every bit realistic, causing her to scream in unimaginable pain before she went into shock, shaking uncontrollably on the stone before falling unconscious.
At an undetermined time later, Lara began to slowly regain consciousness in a medical bay, surrounded by personnel with no recognizable insignia, monitoring her brain waves and heart rate. Using some functionality of her left arm cybernetic, Lara removed a restraint, before punching and kicking numerous staff as she ran down the hallways. Sneaking aboard an Imperial shuttle, she left the facility to an undisclosed location, away from the torture of someone she almost considered a friend. While she traveled in a small cargo hold, Lara could feel the cold touch of something on her shoulder, as subtle whispers ran throughout her head. She could tell something was wrong but was more concerned with where she was going and how to stay safe. As the shuttle landed, Lara climbed out the landing gear breach in the shuttle base, before moving through a small town she failed to recognize. Breaking a window, she climbed into a small apartment, collapsing on a bed and almost immediately falling asleep.
When she managed to regain consciousness, Lara lay helpless in bed as she was gripped by a force meditation. Darth Chaakat relayed a message to her, that despite her ability to escape capture, her indoctrination would never escape her. As the touch of the Sith forcefully retreated from her consciousness, Lara felt to urge to keep moving. Weakened and alone, her lifestyle of aggression, bloodlust, and an attitude of a lone wolf, she was vulnerable and lacked her usual aura of confidence. Using what limited credits remained, along with trading what drugs and paraphernalia she managed to steal, the red woman traversed the Ktilac Regions just trying to survive. With the fear of threats chasing her, Lara failed to give herself adequate time for her wounds to heal, maintaining a weakened façade, without her usual implements, she was easily manipulated and assaulted by criminals and vagrants. Without any trusted allies to call, she was beaten within an inch of her life, with her modesty continually violated. After what seemed like weeks, Lara was eventually cast aside, dumped into a derelict, dilapidated cruiser responsible for refugee runs. She traveled throughout the Zaric and Neshig sectors, before being impounded by Trade Federation authorities in the Manress system. As she resisted arrest, Lara was beaten unconscious by security personnel. As she woke within a brig, Lara was greeted by an unexpected individual, Lilith Delcroix.
An Attitude Adjustment
Gripped with hatred, distrust, and shock, Lara ran rabid throughout her cell, reaching out attempting to strike the woman. Fuelled by the pain of her hallucination, Lara wanted nothing more than the rip the throat out of Lilith's force-wielding corpse. As the cell door unlocked, Lara launched herself at Lilith, who was able to subdue Lara in her weakened state. Collapsing, crying at the feet of the Tion Hegemony First Lady, the Kuati hybrid was lost. Exhausted and afraid after several months of hell, Lara was doubting the need for her existence in the galaxy, wanting her pain to end. Taken back to Vorsia Companion by Lilith, Lara was treated for her wounds and spent many days in force meditations and discussions with Lilith to understand what she had endured. Through this journey around the Neshig Sector, Lara was educated on the power of force indoctrinations, and that while the grasp of a Sith could rarely be eradicated, it could be managed, while being taught on ways to counteract its influence.
Once they arrived at Vorsia, Lara began to welcome the friendship of her sisters' former mentor. She had begun to understand that she could still be that aggressive, brash individual, but having faith and trust in others could also benefit her. Lilith began to reciprocate this trust, sharing that she was retiring from the Tion Hegemony, while also separating from the Lady Hegemon, Stephanie Barefoot. While Lara initially met the news with surprise, she began to understand that the ways of Tion were changing, and Lilith was keen to follow her own endeavors and beliefs, exploring her previous devotion to a former Black Sun Vigo, Amaranalah Jou. Lara observed the passion in Lilith to explore the endeavor, and Lara decided to assist the Hapan with her efforts to establish an organization. Through this realization, Lara's previous inhibition of serving another was beginning to fall away. She no longer felt the desire to run things alone, nor the desire to lead and not follow. This echoed further once she was introduced to Lilith's new partners, Morgan Sathel and Xyre Weltmon. Meeting them on Serroco, Lara could immediately see why Lilith was entertained by them. They maintained outlandish aggression, but strong loyalty to each other, an attitude Lara was also beginning to adopt. She felt her attitude shift to one of brash professionalism, still pushing the limits of socially acceptable behavior while maintaining loyalty to the select few she respected.
Leaving Serroco, and the pleasure of a Vigo's company, Lara departed with the trio and began to ingratiate herself into the inner circles of the Exelis Crime Syndicate, while maintaining strong ties to Lilith Delcroix. Spending many hours in the social hub of The Gehenna, Lara began to meet numerous individuals, growing close with Yasira Shran and Talyda Stewart in particular, given her lust for the Twi'lek lifeform. As time passed, and the mutual respect grew, Lara was offered some work by Morgan under the banner of Exelis officially. As she accepted the role, Lara spent some time thanking her mentor and friend for aiding her in rebuilding her life with a greater purpose, before she split from Lilith's operations in the Morobe system, heading for Venaari to aide the efforts of Exelis.
After months within the Syndicate, Lara had shown her talents to the Underlord and her close followers, earning the title of Authority and being placed upon the criminal empire's council. Primarily charged with overseeing the production of the syndicate's assets for sales across the galaxy, Lara restructured the department to coordinate operations effectively with updated logging and tracking. With items and squadrons being produced, Lara saw productivity increase, but her desire for operations weaning. She found herself being more corporate and linear with her personality, not able to recognize herself. Despite being part of a criminal empire, she hadn't been able to let her rebellious attitudes enjoy themselves, and was spending a great deal of time in isolation, out of public establishments, and away from people as she oversaw factory operations on the outskirts of Venaari. In the midst of an anxiety attack during the early days of the twenty-second galactically recognized year, Lara couldn't maintain the straight-edged lifestyle anymore. After a conversation with Underlord Morgan Sathel, Lara walked away from the enterprise with their respect, before she punched a random set of coordinates into her navigational system, bound for the Unknown Regions to collect herself once again.
Shedding the Skin
Traveling throughout the Unknown Regions and the outskirts of the Outer-Rim, Lara struggled to adjust to her previous lifestyle once again. Having witnessed the holofeeds speaking of the Exelis Crime Syndicate's implosion, Lara found herself, victim, to unwanted publicity. While she had managed to remain in the background during much of its operations, her association was caused criminal gangs and miscreants of the Unknown Regions to distrust her. Contracts were few and far between, causing the credit balance to dwindle, and distance to friends such as Lilith Delcroix and Kara DuMonte was too far for them to assist. Drifting south, Lara resorted to petty theft and kidnapping to keep herself occupied, something she hadn't needed to resort to personally since her childhood. Thankfully, numerous acts of theft allowed the Kuati to acquire numerous bounty fob devices from their previous owners, allowing credits to realign into her pockets once she returned completion notices to the public domain.
|A necessary augmentation to hide oneself|
Running low on resources to maintain her employee ledger and hyper fuel for her vessels, Lara was forced to release her crew from her custody, while leaving her three prisoners to rot within her brig as she abandoned her vessels. With the Xanadu-class Superyacht Heretic Reverence and the Defender-class Light Corvette Furious Harmony floating adrift in the deep space of the Cademimu sector, Lara watched as her crew departed on a range of chartered vessels, armed with only a holo-communicator frequency should either side need to contact the other. Finally alone in the solitude of space, Lara locked her various belongings in the cargo containers aboard the Furious Harmony, before she chartered a vessel herself. With a lack of allies in close proximity and no safe haven away from the stain of her previous affiliation, Lara was forced to lean into past Exelis allies and business partners. Given her location within the galaxy and previous interaction history, Avelyn ca Vella of the Cantrell Conglomerate seemed the safest bet. As she begrudgingly informed her Gran pilot to set course for Ord Cantrell, Lara sort comfort in the bowels of her charted Minstrel-class Space Yacht and began to plot the best way to proceed.
Given her reputation among criminal circles having soured, and her appearance causing her to stick out like a Cerean in a Sandcrawler, Lara quickly decided the best course of action was to undergo another procedure. Given the advances cloning technology had undergone in such a short time, it allowed Lara to clone the skin of another humanoid, altering her entire appearance without the pain of an extensive tattoo procedure like before. Upon her arrival at Ord Cantrell, Lara met with the Guildmistress and outlined her predicament, and was granted access to a laboratory with an accompanying team of doctors, with the understanding Lara would compensate Cantrell. As the soon to be no longer red Kuati slid several hundred thousand credits across the grand table toward the Zeltron administrator, Lara was soon escorted to the adjacent medical district and a state-of-the-art facility. Thankful with the lack of droids occupying the facility, Lara outlined her desired changes to the doctors, including retinal adjustment, skin pigment changes, and body augmentation. As holofeeds and calculations revealed the design, Lara quickly agreed before she transferred herself into an awaiting bacta tank to commence the procedure. After many hours submerged within bacta maintaining a comatose state, Lara's appearance was majorly altered once more. A minimal number of her tattoos were maintained, while her once sky blue eyes were shifted to an alluring green, complimenting her now returned pale skin. Transferred from the tank into an infirmary, Lara remained within the medical facilities of Ord Cantrell for several weeks before she was discharged. Despite her new appearance, her cheeky and violent attributes remained, giving her a new lease on life with a somewhat clean slate thanks to Cantrell's great work.
As the now once again pale Kuati strolled through the metropolis, her onlookers failed to observe the baggage she metaphorically carried around with her, seeing only someone who was a regular civilian. With what credits remained at her disposal, Lara purchased a small, simple freighter to recommence her bounty hunting contracts, this time with ample opportunities awaiting thanks to her clean image. Remaining within the Outer-Rim of space, Lara spent time maneuvering from system to system tracking targets, as she began to ponder her next career move. She could maintain her carefree lifestyle as a bounty hunter, try to reinvent herself once more in the Inner-Rims as a Government operative, or perhaps even return to Ord Cantrell and assess her options. As the blue hue of hyperspace regularly filled her main viewscreen, she was left with no other option than to consider her options. However, she quickly was able to acquire a number of GPS devices which allowed her to return to the Furious Harmony and Heretic Reverence in Deep Space. Re-hiring her associates once again using the credits obtained from the sale of her newly acquired freighter, she was able to scramble the ships' identification codes to remove the taint of a past life. With her fleet back to optimal levels, she planned her next assault with her associates as she drifted through space.
Attempting to adapt to a new lifestyle began to prove difficult. Lara tried to maintain her staff and assets while engaging in hunting operations, but her colleagues began to develop different motives. Tyria Lopez began to go into business for herself, tipping off bounty targets in exchange for a small number of credits, while continuing to receive income from Lara. Likewise Reeda Jennix began to barter with operatives on Venaari, highlighting Lara's new appearance, along with her location throughout Deep Space. As Lara's frustration grew, she began to re-evaluate her employee positions, as she continued to search for a new home. With a hyperspeed journey set for Venaari, Lara began to a new path forward for all involved. Deciding to meet Reeda in the engine room, Lara revealed a datapad full of intercepted transmissions between the Coruscanti and an unknown party, before viciously beating her business associate repeatedly across the face. Being largely a diplomat and shying away from combat duty, Reeda was easily subdued, before her betrayal was met with a blaster bolt in the middle of her skull. As Lara dragged the lifeless corpse of her former colleague toward an escape pod on the Furious Harmony, she spaced the defector, before she began to head below deck to the medical bay. As blood covered her hands, Lara began to engage with her trainer. The Kuati demanded information as to why Tyria felt it best to intercept targets before fists began to fly. As the Chiss agent put up more of a fight than Reeda, she was still overpowered by Lara's movements, eventually being knocked unconscious. Despite her motives acting in contradiction to Lara's, Lara decided to spare the Chiss operative. As the hyperspace engines powered down and the vessel converted landed on Venaari, Lara kicked the unconscious body of Tyria down the boarding ramp, with a datapad attached to her hand, simply advising her employment had been terminated. Demotivated and frustrated, Lara left the planet for the final time, punching in a random set of coordinates within the Tolonda sector to clear her head.
With the Daedalus squad giving Lara a wide berth on the Heretic Reverence with Sko, Lara spent several days alone within the confines of her Captain's Quarters. The ship maintained a constant course in hyperspeed, allowing Lara some time to collect her thoughts. She'd been betrayed more times than she cared to admit, and struggled with finding a potential place to call home, showing a general lack of enthusiasm. As she reached out to Yasira Shran for comfort and long-distance pleasure, she listened as her friend explain her new employment within the Cantrell Conglomerate. Lara had always appreciated Yasira's counsel and had positive experiences with Cantrell herself, especially with their aide in changing Lara's appearance. After she replenished her supplies on Krmar II, Lara set a course of the Fath sector and arranged a meeting with Guildmistress Avelyn ca Vella upon her arrival. After more days of travel, Lara was finally able to disembark her Defender-class Light Corvette and breathe fresh air for the first time in what felt like an eternity. The metropolis of Tortuga was lively and to Lara's liking, and she allowed Sko and the Daedalus squad to explore the planet on shore leave as she met with Avelyn. Welcomed back after her procedure, the Guildmistress was receptive to Lara's plight, welcoming the Kuati into the Cantrell family, allowing her to maintain her bounty hunting operations through the parent company Cantrell Consulting while aiding in conglomerate operations when time permitted. Using whatever credits she could scrounge, Lara began to rent a small apartment within a complex in the adjacent city of Highhall, happily content with a new path being laid out for her to follow.
|Commencing her rite of passage on Ithor|
As she began to settle her outstanding affairs and rid herself of all final threads that followed her from Venaari, Lara was approached by Sko Danbarr, who advised Lara that she wanted to explore her own path of business and investments, effectively resigning her employment with Lara. Having been through two employees betrayals and just now struggling to start again, Lara felt a sense of exhaustion at Sko wanting to leave but appreciated the fact that Sko had been in her employ for an extended period of time, and it was only natural that she wanted to strike out on her own. As they departed as friends, Lara gave Sko a handsome severance package, before watching the Thyferran depart the Heretic Reverence for the final time. With only her hit squad remaining, Lara no longer felt the need to maintain the Xanadu-class Superyacht and decided to relieve herself from its upkeep by listing the vessel for auction with the Gilded Rose Auction House, a service maintained by a friend, Mishka Sorokin. The sale allowed Lara to bolster her finances and improve the outfit of the Daedalus squad, while also aiding her in setting down greater roots throughout Ord Cantrell. As she began to grow closer with the upper echelons of the Cantrell Conglomerate, Lara began to feel the desire for a trusted group of people to associate with. Not employees or friends, but family, a desire she shared with Avelyn, who soon after introduced her to Kassandra Aetos. Numerous conversations followed with the Zeltron, who outlined her growing Mandalorian Clan, Aliit Aetos. While Lara made it clear she had no interest in the fight for the title of Mand'alor, or whoever held the throne, but appreciated the clans' principles and code, along with the close-knit family dynamic that she was yearning for. Accepted as an acolyte, Lara was told to commence her rite of passage within the clan, known as perpatóntas ston ouranó. The ritual involved taming or acquiring an eye-snatcher egg while living off the jungles and natural habitats of the animal, without the aides of common society. Instead of venturing into the jungles of Ord Cantrell, Lara decided to take the unorthodox approach of traveling to the jungles of Ithor, the first reported sighting of eye-snatcher's within the galaxy, to hunt her prey.
With only basic underwear and her blaster, Lara ventured out into the jungle of Ithor, intent on finding at least one eye-snatcher egg to complete her trial. As she ventured from her Defender-class Light Corvette across the planet's surface, she encountered numerous nests and avian flocks across the surface but struggled to find an egg that was intact. Quietly she maneuvered herself around various other hunters and bandit squads, having no desire to attract attention before she identified a smaller eye-snatcher flock that had recently given birth. Forced to shoot the attacking adults with her blaster, Lara took a collection of the recently born offspring, before she commenced the long walk to her landing zone, exhausted and malnourished having exhausted the resources provided to her by the clan. Upon her return, Lara placed the bird within her medical bay under the care of several Daedalus members, before returning to the cockpit to begin her return toward Ord Cantrell to complete her trial. With several days of rest now under her belt, Lara began to bond with her new creature that she began to nickname Optic Aetos. The eye-snatcher began to appreciate Lara's comfort, having been provided with ample sustenance and numerous people around her to play with her. Upon the completion of their journey, Lara presented her new companion to Kassandra in the city of Highhall, before being inked with the insignia of Aliit Aetos on her right wrist. Welcomed into the clan officially, Lara now began to feel a sense of community. A family she could rely on, instead of employees that had a knack of betraying her for a quick batch of credits. Aetos had a code, a principle that governed each follower, something integral to Lara's desire to join.
With the ritual complete and Lara's position among the clan affirmed, she decided to spend several weeks recuperating from her trial, bonding with her new pet in the comfort of her home on Ord Cantrell. With her new tattoo healed and her outlook on life improved, Lara began to trawl the holofeeds of the Cantrell Conglomerate for interesting contracts, while aiding Avelyn and Governor Artemis de Chatillon on new public identification syndications for the conglomerate, something Lara found new and exciting. Her new lease on life gave Lara a reinvigorated attitude. She was able to spend some time relaxed, not required to look over her shoulder for an onlooking hunter or threat, instead of being able to relax and appreciate those around her. Frequenting The Drunken Pirate, the prime drinking establishment within the adjacent city of Tortuga, Lara allowed her regular hostile nature to rest with the now lost red exterior of her body, and adopt a more laid-back, relaxed nature as she began to aide operations around Ord Cantrell.
As she spent the next few months contracting bounty targets from the alien bounty merchant out of The Drunken Pirate, Lara spent a large amount of her time staring aimlessly at the blue hues of hyperspace as she ventured across the corners of the galaxy to find and exterminate targets, or rescue helpless souls from the clutches of their captors. Through her travels she continued to upgrade her armaments and fleet, coming into possession of an MC-30b Corvette, a Raider-class Missile Corvette and eventually her new flagship, the Eradicated Genesis, an Ardent-class Fast Frigate. As the new Ardent was put through its paces, Lara continued to complete her bounties before eventually being contacted by the Governor of Ord Cantrell to complete an assignment, given her close proximity to the target. Lara normally didn't care to undertake small assignments, particularly those involving the hauling of ships, but given her location and the fact she had to return to Ord Cantrell anyway, she agreed to aide her associate. As her ship exited hyperspace within the Gordian Reach cluster, Lara began preparations to collect some medical supplies from local merchants, along with a squadron of Sith Starfighters owned by Artemis.
Lara dispatched her two passengers, an Ishi Tib and a Qiraash, rescues from her bounty assignments, to collect the medical supplies aboard a Gordian Reach Authority trade station, while Lara focussed on the collection of the fighters. The majority of fighters were loaded into the docking bay of the Ardent without issue, however, upon loading the final fighter into the docking bay, Lara observed some red Aurekbesh flash upon the main console, before rapidly disappearing. Within moments of the message, the fighters main engines immediately suffered minor explosions, soon engulfing into flames. As the explosive pressure ruptured the main pilot canopy, Lara tried in vain to protect herself, as various pieces of shrapnel sliced her right arm, with one-piece cutting into her right eye. The main canopy began to engulf in flames, burning away the augmented skin pigments that shielded her metallic left arm cybernetic, while burning part of her face in the process. As she forced her way through a breach in the canopy's exterior, Lara flew several feet to the hard durasteel floor of the docking bay, mere moments before the fighter exploded above her. With her two alien rescues coming to her aide, they dragged Lara to the closest medical bay aboard the ship as Lara screamed in pain, struggling to maintain consciousness.
Waking abruptly several days later, Lara fought the restraints holding her to a medical sled as her rescues tried to explain the extent of her damage. She'd suffered an almost complete loss of vision in her left eye, along with extensive burns to the right side of her face. Her teeth had been burnt and blemished, while various other scarring was in the process of healing across various parts of her body. As she broke free of her restraints, Lara spent whatever energy she could muster to find a painkiller, drinking the majority of a bottles' worth of whiskey, along with inhaling several lines of Ryll through her nostrils. Clearly unable to think clearly, Lara foolishly began to plan her revenge, feeling that only one person was responsible for the attempt on her life, the person who gave her the assignment. Feverishly, Lara set a course to return to Ord Cantrell, before engaging a holo-communicator to Artemis' private line. The communication was short, with Lara swearing vengeance against Artemis and the entire Chatillion family, before she fired a blater into the panel, which disengaged the communications link before the Governor had the opportunity to respond. As she tasted bloodlust, Lara began to mentally plan her approach to his palace, as she spent the entirety of the journey tuning an array of armaments and armor to withstand a one-person assault on the palace of Tortuga.
|Burnt and angry, the assault on Tortuga begins|
Not taking a moment to consider consequences or a logical reason for the attack, Lara's let her rage and anger control her willingly. As she threatened her rescues with a slow and painful death should they not comply, Lara ordered the aliens to take two fighters down to Tortuga on a direct approach, providing a diversion while Lara traveled to the Aliit Aetos haven on Highhall. As the fighters departed soon after, Lara loaded a variety of explosives, droid immobilization weapons, and blasters onto her Personal Luxury Yacht 3000, before leaving the Eradicated Genesis in orbit above the plant. Upon landing using stolen landing codes to avoid detection, Lara took whatever she could carry on her back toward the coast of the city, before stealing a Revenant Wavespeeder from an unarmed trader and traversed the oceans of Ord Cantrell, bound of Tortuga and Artemis' main hub of operation. Upon her arrival in the city, Lara's hand remained clasped on the butt of her rifle as her brooding figure passed through the town, prepared for an attack within a moments' notice, before arriving at the palace and breaching the exterior wall through a small security vulnerability.
With nothing but a desire for blood and mayhem, Lara abandoned all methods of stealth and began assaulting security patrols head-on. Using her cybernetic arm as a means to absorb some oncoming blaster fire, Lara drew herself into the clutches of human patrols, before she assaulted them with swift strikes to render them unconscious. As the army of droids at Artemis' disposal began to pour from numerous locations towards Lara, she had no hesitation in firing bolt after bolt from her ionization blasters towards them given her xenophobia. As each metallic frame dropped, Lara felt arousal grow within her, as the worthless frames of substandard assault droids crumbled under her assault. As she slowly but surely began to approach the inner doors of the palace, the sounds of grenades bouncing on cobblestone radiated from within the walls as Lara continued to destroy countless droids, before her boot forced the main palace doors open. As she walked in, the surprisingly quiet halls greeted her. She hesitantly walked down the hallway in front of her, bemused as to how it felt that the palace insiders were completely unaware of the battle that raged outside. As she reached the end of the hall, Lara appeared to find the main staircase that would lead her to her ultimate vengeance, however, a platoon of humanoid soldiers was waiting for her. Her explosives were depleted and she was severely outnumbered, but Lara yet again allowed her stubbornness to control her, throwing herself at the soldiers without hesitation. Her assault was admirable, subduing several assailants, however as she continued to absorb their strikes from numerous angles, she knew she was done. As her arms became restrained by force, she was stuck with several brutal strikes to the stomach and face. In her usual bravado and act of defiance, Lara spat blood and began to taunt the soldiers, but was cut off mid-sentence as a strike from the butt of a rifle knocked her out cold.
As she awoke restrained, hanging just off the ground, Lara began to feel the pain from her fight, as well as the burns, begin to flood her consciousness. She tried feverishly to break free but knew that her efforts would be in vain. The large, largely white sound-proof cell was sealed in tight, a fact made abundantly clear as a very thick metallic door was opened in front of her. As a hooded figure encircled her and asked questions, Lara could tell it was Artemis seeking reasons for the attack. Through her pain and anger towards the man, Lara failed to realize the intent of his questions, instead, she focused on her desire to simply kill the man where he stood. As he exited almost as soon as he entered, Lara spent several hours hanging helplessly, bloody and bruised, before the door opened once again, this time greeted by the Kassandra Aetos. The Zeltron was clearly unhappy with Lara's actions and keen to understand why she deemed it necessary to assault a palace with little regard for the lives of others. Lara remained defiant, blaming Artemis for the attack, and given her history, she was warranted in her attack. She explained her plan of attack and her willingness to sacrifice her rescues to get close to the Kiffar Governor, before goading the Zeltron into getting on with the purpose of why she was present in the interrogation room, and kill Lara. Kassandra instead stood and took a blade to Lara's wrist, slicing away the skin which bore the insignia of Aliit Aetos, casting her out of the clan and the Mandalorian ways. Lara grimaced in pain as the ritual was performed, but it was short-lived due to Kassandra healing the wound through the Force. The exertion of Kassandra's actions helped Lara's pain subside, and began to heal various wounds which she had sustained. The scars on her arms disappeared, and the sight within the right eye returned to optimal levels. The surface burns on Lara's face healed, but Kassandra made the point to maintain the scar tissue beneath, as a reminder of her failures towards clan ideals.
As clarity and remorse began to flood her mind after her rage dissipated through Kassandra's action, Lara could barely contain her emotion. Emotions of failure and disgust made her feel worthless, as tears began to form in her eyes and slowly stream down her cheeks, dripping onto the floor beneath her. Through this disgust in herself and her failures in the eyes of others, Lara tried to put reasoning behind why she might have jumped to such conclusions, but as she spoke each word to the Zeltron, she couldn't help but feel more worthless as a person. She began to almost beg for an end, either through death or being cast out into the abyss of space along in exile. She radiated a tone of someone who was giving up, who couldn't take it anymore. So much pain and suffering had occupied her life, much like her sister Tex before. She hung helpless, alone in her own thoughts, staring at the floor with a tear streaming down her cheek. It was clear that she no longer looked like Lara; the walls of arrogance, attitude, and confidence were stripped away, revealing a veil of a sheltered and damaged woman in its place, who just wanted it all to finally be over.
Instead, Lara was granted solace by Artemis, who presented evidence that Lara was indeed caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, with the target actually being himself. As conflicting emotions passed through her consciousness, Lara requested the opportunity to correct the errors of her actions, and be part of the team that took down the threat. Her request was granted by the Governor, and a small group boarded the CR-92 Battle Corvette Balrog bound for the Deep Space of the Fath sector to eliminate the threat which plagued Artemis once and for all. With Kassandra called away to urgent matters on Highhall, the group was without the advantage of a force-sensitive individual, reliant on typical incursion tactics to beat the insurgents. As the signal was tracked to a small Asteroid Hideout, several Ginivex-class Starfighters accompanying the group took out security surrounding the station, while Lara, several droids and a selection of Artemis' trusted confidence boarded the station through the docking ports of the station's belly.
Conflicted by her lack of confidence and struggles of late, Lara did her met to exude an aura of a fighter as she took a small splinter group throughout the station. Despite the small stealth impact of her now visible and somewhat malfunctioning cybernetic, they were able to take over the security control room, granting full access to the station's weaponry and quarters. Using intelligence gathered from the security feeds, Lara guided the second group to target the docking bay and a squadron of Toscan 8-Q Starfighters that were refueling, while her squad moved to the second floor to neutralize the leaders of the splinter group. With haste, the squad readied themselves outside the room, prepared to engage. Lara passed out instructions to her comrades, while she positioned herself behind an IG-series Assassin Droid. As the durasteel door opened before them, alien figures dove over the table for cover, while Lara entered the room behind the droid, spraying blaster fire. Several insurgent figures fell to the squads' blaster fire, however, the leader grasped a T-21 Light Repeating Blaster which was secured under the main conference table, unknown to Lara, who began to rein fire throughout the room. As her colleagues took cover behind the frame of the doorway, the insurgency leader destroyed the interior door control module, locking Lara inside alone with the droid, which was quickly disabled by several blaster bolts to its key control modules. Lara screamed in pain as several shots passed through the droid and into her flesh, striking her in the abdomen and the arm, while mechanical shrapnel from the disintegrating droid struck Lara in the face, arms, and legs.
|Facility Record ID #4762A - Lara Navos Recovery|
Fallen, Lara lay motionless under the weight of the barely remaining frame of the droid, while a cocky alien leader approached her, taunting heinous words of naivety and foolishness of Lara's actions before he stood over her and the disintegrated droid to confirm the kill. The alien's language pulsated in a final, defiant manner before the door managed to open once more due to Lara's squad successfully hotwiring the mechanism, allowing one soldier to fire at the cocky alien, landing shots in the kneecaps and shoulder. As the alien screamed in pain and collapsed beside Lara on the floor, it winced in pain and struggled, trying to reach for a weapon to defend himself. It looked around over its shoulder to try and find a blaster, however as it turned to face the door again having grasped one of Lara's DL-44s, his face was met with the other DL-44 pointing between his eyes. Lara managed to smirk, as blood dripped from her mouth before she squeezed the trigger and watched as the alien's skull disintegrated before her. Lara's blaster hit the floor soon after as her eyes rolled back into her skull as she lost consciousness beneath the droid's wrecked body, her mission completed.
As her squad rushed to her aide, Lara was taken back aboard the docked CR-92 Battle Corvette, and soon evacuated with the rest of the group back to Ord Cantrell. As the Kuati struggled in and out of consciousness for the duration of the short journey, various medical droids attempted in vain to dull the pain she was experiencing, unable to keep her comfortable as she tried to explain her wishes to her comrades for what medical procedures she was willing to undertake. Offloaded from the corvette and rapidly taken by shuttle to the same state-of-the-art facility which aided her previously, Lara was healed with bacta and undertook several cybernetic and cloning procedures to repair her brittle body. Her cybernetic arm was repaired, which allowed the skin pigments to heal to match her body, while her appearance was altered once again, this time matching something similar to her original form from her childhood. She no longer felt to need to hide from the galaxy and was happy to return to what was deemed her natural bodily appearance. Some minor scarring was maintained on her face to remind her of her past, while a mechanically themed tattoo sleeve was placed on top of the skin pigments of her cybernetic arm.
As she finally awoke after the procedures, she was a changed individual. As the scale of her failings burned deep in her mind, she no longer had the façade of someone that exuded confidence and carefree nature. Her mind was broken, her body in pain, and she needed time to re-evaluate herself. With assistance from Artemis, Lara boarded one of his Lambda-class T-4a Shuttles and traveled to the isolated Red Lotus farms on Ord Cantrell. The small farmstead provided basic amenities for Lara to survive, and she retired to the bedroom for several days to finish healing from her procedures, taking a small serving of Red Lotus tea to help nullify the pain during the more painful moments. As days passed and she began to feel her body relieve itself of pain, she made the decision to scale back her usage of drugs and alcohol, identifying that it was one of the primary causes for her recent issues. Smoking an occasional cigarra and drinking the rare ale, she swore off her customary Ryll for the immediate future, while drinking in moderation to ensure she maintained control of all her faculties.
Still gripped by emotional struggles, Lara found herself spending days in bed emotional, unable to bear the sight of the galaxy. Across the weeks that followed she would either face psychological trauma or seek solace tending to the farmland that she was allowed to isolate herself within. She resisted the urge to take some of the growing Red Lotus, eventually no longer feeling to desire to drink more of its tea. Its hallucinogenic effects were similar to the effect of Ryll, but due to her recent loss of focus and damage she had caused to Tortuga and the surrounding environments of Ord Cantrell, it was no longer her desire to lose control of herself. She felt the slow change of her body adapting to a healthier lifestyle, appreciating the lack of travel and interaction with others to help find self-healing, and eventually start in the galaxy once again as a new being, no longer governed by attitudes and lust, but instead a more measured, calm Kuati, ready to grow in maturity. As she avoided passers-by, fearful of threats, she remained within the farmland until she deemed herself ready to return, with a communicator standing by to call herself a shuttle whenever she desired to return to the space above Ord Cantrell once more, but her lack of desire to reconnect ensured the communicator soon gathered dust and debris as it awaited its eventual usage.
New Lara, Same Galaxy
Having spent several months alone on Ord Cantrell to understand herself and her new place within the galaxy, Lara departed the Red Lotus pastures and returned to the main metropolis of the planet. She began to have numerous conversations with Artemis de Chatillon to understand her standing with him personally, as well as where she stood within the Cantrell Conglomerate. Her usual visage of arrogance and attitude was no more, instead now being increasingly reserved and agreeable during discussions. As the Governor agreed to review potential opportunities for the Kuati within the administration, whether grunt work, administrative, or off-planet, Lara took some additional time to travel to the Outer Regions of the galaxy, attending the so-named Winterfest extravaganza. While somewhat nervous to be around large groups, and potentially being forced to re-engage former enemies, Lara spent the bulk of her time traveling through the museums and homesteads, running various errands to aide the local populous as much as possible. Her new attitudes had meant she was more than willing to help others, treating even the youngest commoners with a respect she wouldn't have dared before.
|A Red Lotus on Ord Cantrell|
Due to the cold temperatures of the planet, Lara inevitably found herself seeking refuge from the numerous blizzards, inevitably spending time within one of the taverns. While she avoided alcohol and stuck to warm liquids instead, she found herself in the unenviable position of being forced to participate within the fighting pits of the taverns' basement. Reluctant and doing whatever she could to avoid conflict with others, Lara predominately just defended herself, only throwing an attacking strike when she felt her life was in immediate danger. Despite her attempts to avoid the fights as much as possible, Lara was inevitably wounded and required medical attention. Short on credits, Lara stumbled into the lower end of town, renting a hotel room for as little as possible, before collapsing in the doorway of her assigned quarters. Upon regaining consciousness, she realized her room had inadvertently been assigned to another, thankfully to her friend Yasira Shran. Through the Twi'lek's use of the force, the pink alien was able to heal Lara's wounds while helping her rest to recuperate from her wounds. Having rested for several days, Lara gave her close friend all the remaining credits that rested within her pockets, before boarding her YT-2000 Light Freighter and set a course back to Ord Cantrell.
After several days of hyperspace travel, training with remotes, and crafting numerous small items to fill the long void of time, Lara returned to Ord Cantrell, and met once again with the Governor. During this meeting, Lara learned that previous Chancellor Vorian Hadal of the Cantrell Institute of the Arts had made the decision to leave the Cantrell Conglomerate and that she was to be offered the role as the next leader for the cultural arm of Ord Cantrell. Identifying the irony immediately given her recent escapade to destroy half of the planet in pursuit of Artemis, Lara saw the opportunity to right some wrongs and help repair the damage she had previously caused. While initially hesitant to enter into a primarily bureaucratic position, she came to realize that in reality, in aligned to her new lifestyle perfectly, and shook hands with the Governor to accept the role. Occupying a small office on the administrative level, Lara began to review various documents and articles published by her predecessor, while also moving out the multitude of aquatic art and fountains that ordained the office. Providing herself the title of Provost, her new life as a bureaucrat was beginning, attending various administrative events and bureaucratic meetings to find her feet within the new role, something she was most definitely not accustomed to. She was responsible for paperwork and had an assistant, while she was responsible for organizing and attending functions for the Cantrell Conglomerate, something she was rather unenviable of. Just as her life of murder and mayhem was closing behind her, her new life of administrative mayhem had only just commenced.
After several months in the role of Provost, Lara's lifestyle had changed substantially. She'd not touched a single drop of alcohol or snorted a single molecule of a barbiturate, while she'd forgotten the sight of blood from her mind. Her anxiety had calmed slightly after her solitude, but she found it rather difficult to socialize and meet new people, sadly a prerequisite as part of her role. After some internal reorganization and renovation to her workspace, Lara helped oversee the development of the De-Purteen and its commercial districts on Ord Cantrell in tandem with Governor de Chatillon. Using some of her newly assigned budgets, Lara founded the Cantrell Chronicle, a small gossip and information source for news across the planet and various intergalactic regions of the galaxy, while also breaking ground on the Holonet Communications Center, the Cantrell Institute for Interplanetary Broadcasting. This construction allowed Lara to broaden the chronicle from not just a physical print but also published the issues on the Galactic News Service, intent on gathering interest around Ord Cantrell operations and its planetary growth.
While the administrative duties were increasing in productivity, Lara was still personally a mess. She'd rented the main penthouse at the newly constructed complex within De-Purteen to set down some roots, but rarely explored the city at night, and maintained a small group of trusted friends within the Conglomerate. Through her conversations with Red Lotus followers Harmonia de Chatillon and Zoe di Vigne, Lara began to appreciate the assistance droids could provide, despite her distrust of them previously, and the enrichment a following could provide. Through several meetings with the Dominess, Lara began to explore her Kiffar heritage, and what it could do to broaden her perspectives and completely shed the remnants of her past life that her anxiety had buried deep within her. While progress was slow, she started to see some benefits, while using some provided contacts to purchase a droid to aid her with her day-to-day needs. Having trialled several droids with Chronicle broadcasts, Lara was able to procure a BD-3000 protocol droid, designated Cortex, to be her personal assistant and also act as the frontperson for Chronicle broadcasts and public relations. Having previously been an assistant to coordinate construction workers from different planets, bringing together a cosmopolite construction team working on urban development projects, the droid was well versed in communication languages and would be able to assist Lara with minimal onboarding.
With the droid able to handle most of Lara's sub-level discussions and interactions with potential new investors, she was able to slowly grow more comfortable with society and ease into social circles. She created a small discretionary fund to aid in the gathering of information, primarily relying on a beskar dealer known as Paladin, and an information broker from Thyferra. As her connections and contacts began to solidify, Lara made the decision to make amends with her cousin. She sent an encrypted message to Sia Vir`uan within the Hapes Cluster, where she advised she no longer wished for adversity between them, and renounced her claims for the family fortune, destroying yet along pillar of her former life. She knew the journey would require patience to find a state of normalcy, but with each step she took, she felt she was moving in the right direction.
With numerous chronicle releases out in the galaxy, Lara was finding herself spread thin, struggling to avoid the temptations of alcohol and barbiturates due to her hectic schedule. Long days researching stories both big and small, long hyperspace travels to interview prospective information in person, along with the vast variety of administration duties was giving her no time to relax. She observed her body beginning to deteriorate from lack of care, while the muscle she had built up in the previous months was starting to disappear due to her inability to work out. As droids continued to malfunction and cause added stress, Lara made the decision to step back from the Chronicle and administrative duties. After the publication of her sixth issue, Lara notified Governor de Chatillon that she wished to step back in her responsibilities. Remaining within Conglomerate operations, she informed the galaxy of the publications' hiatus, before handing control of daily operations over to Twi'lek Tann Sivron, known partner of Guildmistress Avelyn ca Vella. Upon trading her business suit for a flight uniform and a footlocker full of casual holiday attire, Lara set a course of Zeltros for an indeterminate period of relaxation.
Appearance & Beliefs
Lara was regularly seen in leather pants or jeans, and a white crop top or a higher class look, wearing suits to allure people into her grasp. Whenever the occasion requires, she wears a formal dress that conceals numerous small knives among her leg tights or corset. She doesn't follow any religion or affiliate with any romantic association publicly, preferring privacy, and a discreet attitude to prevent an opportunity for extortion and blackmail. Since her assault on Ord Cantrell, she was more frequently been seen in a full bodysuit to provide her with a more minimalist look, before a change in attitude saw her adopt more standard attire to blend into society.
She often wears her hair down, but often maintains an outlandish hairstyle to mimic her carefree attitude and it is often known to change color as her mood adjusts. She is outwardly bisexual and has maintained numerous partners throughout the years of both genders, but has never maintained relationships for an extended period of time. While her preference has always been women, she is open to whatever her mood desires, showing no discrimination towards gender or affiliation. She is known to be openly flirtatious to get information or achieve her objectives, while easily rebuffing those who seek her attention when their qualities are not what she desires. She previously maintained a silver lighter and silver cigarette container in her pants pocket attire to house her Ryll vials and deathsticks, however, this has since been removed due to her new stance on barbiturates. While her carefree attitude often got her into trouble, she now maintains a more reserved, calmer demeanor while relying on her various talents to keep her safe. Her acquired cybernetic sits in place of her left arm. Its pain receptors removed, it molds to the color of her skin, showing minimal signs of augmentation. While a Kiffar/Kuati hybrid, Lara identifies as predominately Kuati, but has numerous painful procedures, once altering her pale white skin to a deep red exterior through tattoos, along with additional art across her body. Through assistance, her latest public facade returned her to something similar to her original birth appearance, with some subtle adjustments to fool scanners and other counterintelligence tools, until it was eventually returned to its natural form after the siege of Ord Cantrell.
Lara never had the opportunity to meet her parents. Cast aside as a baby, Lara was cared for by a Zabrak foster parent. She only knew of her sister, Tex Navos through holo-communication, having never had the opportunity to meet physically before her sister passed. Through her travels, Lara learned of her relation to the Vir`uan Family, due to her grandfathers' heritage. This meant Lara had a cousin named Sia Vir`uan with who she maintains limited contact. No other family has been classified as public by known governments or organizations affiliated with Lara. With no desire for children or adoption of any sort, it is assumed that the Navos bloodline will cease upon Lara's demise, however, loosely living through the annals of the Vir`uan Family. Her adopted mother Frey had no known children of her own, ensuring that all other links to Lara, aside from Sia, were deceased.
Xenophobia & Relationships
Lara has a strong distrust and displeasure towards droids, due to their contribution to the death of her foster mother Frey. She does not maintain an associate droid for her personal travels and refuses all assignments and employment which forces her to utilize a droid. Medical procedures must be performed by a humanoid, with her only use for droids being that of target practice. Despite her displeasure towards droids, Lara has strong approval towards cybernetics and augmentation. Her belief is that provided the brain and heart of an individual remains that of their race, they are still individual and not controlled by droids restrictions or programming.
Lara has no xenophobic tendencies towards alien life forms, to the contrary Lara has a strong affinity for them. Her main source of lust and pleasure is derived from the company of an exotic alien such as a Twi'lek or Togruta, shying away from the regular humanoid forms of her own kind. While she has maintained numerous associations over her years, she has never associated herself formally with any sort of relationship. While having previously maintained numerous consorts throughout her travels, she began to grow closer to the circles of those within the Exelis Crime Syndicate, and eventually those within the Cantrell Conglomerate. Since the attack on Tortuga, Lara has maintained a far more secluded lifestyle, seeking friendships and company with a select few individuals including Yasira Shran, a Twi'lek whom she is known to maintain a close bond.
Staff & Assets
Lara maintains a small roster of staff to maintain her various assets throughout the galaxy. The Lazarus and its employees have since been turned over to Melina Victus to complete the day-to-day running of the exotic establishment, while Lara maintains sole ownership. Its palace grounds on Urce IV provide a calming, relaxed environment for anyone with enough credits to enjoy a high-class experience unrivaled by even the largest conglomerates. Long-time employee Sko Danbarr was transferred from the Lazarus to maintain Lara's Xanadu-class Superyacht, the Heretic Reverence. The vessel of luxury and relaxation, its black and red exterior blend into the stars of space around Venaari, providing Sko with adequate to conduct military drills from the cargo bay as required. Upon their departure from the Exelis Crime Syndicate, Sko began to become interested in personal investments, departing Lara's employ soon after. While departing as friends, Lara had little need for the Heretic Reverence with her diminished crew, and sold the vessel by a Gilded Rose Auction House public auction to Thearn Nightstaf.
The Defender-class Light Corvette Furious Harmony was assigned to a new enlistee Reeda Jennix, a multilingual Coruscanti to conduct business operations for Lara. A skilled trader and translator, Reeda conducts numerous trades and investments from the corvette while Lara maintains her status within the Exelis Crime Syndicate. Her additional responsibilities involve maintaining the employee ledger for Lara's employees while overseeing the administration of the numerous prisoners locked within the brig of the vessel. Recruited from Exelis, Tyria Lopez was transferred into Lara's supervision by the Underlord Morgan Sathel to help maintain Lara's physique and stamina through physical drills and combat training, eventually becoming permanent with the demise of the Syndicate. The Chiss maintained a similar life to Lara, something Lara became interested in molding to work with her growing employee roster, which continued even after Lara's departure from the Exelis Crime Syndicate. However both decided their pockets were more important than their motives, and Reeda was executed for attempting to leak Lara's location to potential threats, while Tyria was spared, dumped on Venaari for her actions.
Towards the end of her tenure with the Exelis Crime Syndicate, Lara began to research various dossiers to create a vicious hit squad to begin an efficient bounty hunting operation. As she purchased numerous stockpiles of Battle Armour and Amban Sniper Rifles to outfit her crew as she began scouting. While some managed to pass her high standards, several failed to receive an offer to enter Lara's employ. The small squad that was growing began to take several assignments with Lara, eventually completing its roster upon Lara's arrival to Ord Cantrell. Codenamed Daedalus, the hit squad adopted skull imagery and set up a mobile headquarters aboard the Furious Harmony to invest in espionage and intelligence while continuing to train to handle complex infiltration and insurgency. Due to changes in Lara's psyche, the squad has relocated onto the Asteroid Hideout playfully named Lara Land, and has begun running operations solo in Lara's absence. The hideout was acquired after a successful strike against foes of Artemis de Chatillon, where Lara was able to gain control of the station and a squadron of Toscan 8-Q Starfighters docked within. The station would become her secluded home in space within the Fath sector, when not visiting Ord Cantrell or traveling throughout the galaxy. The fighters, branded the Cataclysmic Squadron, were repaired and maintained as a garrison aboard the station.
Upon completion of her rite of passage with Aliit Aetos, Lara took a baby eye-snatcher under her care. The red avian was soon given the nickname Optic Aetos among the crew, which was housed within Lara's personal C-3 Passenger Liner, the Composed Bewilderment. The fast liner gave the creature ample room to fly around and enjoy life while providing Lara with a comfortable ship to complete longer hyperspeed journey's in an expedited fashion. Upon being cast out of the clan for her actions in the assault on Ord Cantrell, the eye snatcher was removed from Lara's care and returned to Aliit Aetos. Aboard her Ardent-class Fast Frigate, the Eradicated Genesis, Lara maintains a small farming operation, selling off dairy products produced from her three Thala-Sirens whenever the frigate makes port.
Lara participated in Bounty Hunting and other mercenary activities whenever time permitted. While her exploits are predominately kept private in memories, some targets are maintained in a ledger and inevitably find their way into the public record.
Simone Tobian was identified as the leader of a cell operating out of Talasea, targeting the overthrow of a political appointee and councilman. Upon discovery of the plot by local security forces, the Kubaz and her colleagues, two Quarren and a Rodian, fled to the Northern-Outer Rim, seeking refuge on the quiet planet of Toola in the Nilgaard sector. Upon Lara's arrival, Tobian and her associates fired upon the approaching vessel with basic Bryar Pistols and an EE-3, before being struck down by Lara's Daedalus Squad. Exterminating her target with a Bowcaster bolt to the right temple, Lara completed the contract on the seventy-fifth day of the twenty-second galactic recognized year, certifying the bounties completion several days later.
Gela Skobra was a melee specialist operating out of the Nilgaard sector. Responsible for terrorizing numerous civilian shuttles throughout the deep space of the sector, her recent exploits involved spice trading and Ryll smuggling across the cities of Toola. Flanked by a Weequay soldier, a Muun rifleman, and an Abyssin scientist, their trade was growing exponentially, which in turn drew the ire of local authorities. Lara was able to make contact with the squad posing as a potential buyer, initiating a trade while Daedalus Squad moved in, surrounding the troupe. Skobra and Lara engaged in a Saber fight, resulting in the Mirialan suffering a mortal wound through the chest, taking their final breath on the eighty-ninth day of the twenty-second galactic recognized year.
Gilad Santorini was a Slave Trader operating out of Malastare. Intent on taking traditionally forest-dwelling sentiments into the harsh terrains of deserts and volcanoes, Gilad specialized in taking Ewoks to Malastare before selling their burnt fur to local merchants and passing traders. Having accepted a contract by disapproving conglomerates operating within the Fath Sector, Lara tracked the Givin to a small rock-dwelling on the outskirts of the volcanic planet. With no means of cover to protect himself, Gilad traded meaningless blaster fire with Lara, before taking a bolt below the chin. Choking and struggling to breathe, Gilad spent his final moments witnessing Lara escort the malnourished Ewoks onto her Defender-class Light Corvette to be taken to a safe haven.
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