Beyond - Legends The Declassified Leritor "Incident"

The Declassified Leritor ?Incident?
By:RogueWompRat
Hi. This story is set right after Remnant in the NJO. The events in the story were classified by the Bothan Government, but now are finally seeing the light of day. This is my first fan fiction piece and its just a rough draft, so please don?t laugh.

Copyright stuff: George Lucas owns it all yadda yadda yadda?

Chapter 1

Saun Monnaf sat in a dingy bar on Bothawui, with one thought playing across his mind. ?Where the Hell is this guy?? He gingerly sipped his Bothan Bourbon and glanced impassively at his first mate. The Aqualish?s features were unreadable, in all his years working with the species; he had never really learned to read their expressions that well. But when Trruff grunted at random intervals, he sounded irritated. Saun thought the Aqualish were a good species, sure they smelled a little funny and were quick to anger, but they made up with their hard work and, um, well something. In his years running cargo to and from Ando and the surrounding systems, he had grown to like their culture and odd quirks. Trruff blinked his lower pair of eyes and rumbled ?Rrrff. Should we head back to the Wayward?? ?Not yet,? Saun replied ?the guy said the job would be particularly lucrative, and we need creds desperately.? ?Urrggmph.? said his first mate in agreement. Things had gotten tight on the Wayward lately; they had barely enough money to get the old KDY StarMaster transport repaired after their last run in with a flight of skips out near the Brak Sector. Taking another swig of his drink, he turned to watch the news broadcast playing over the holovid above the bar. The Bothan anchor spoke eagerly on ??and while the Stenness Node was kept free of the Vong by the valiant forces of General Farlander, other areas are experiencing the wrath of the invaders. Several Outer Rim planets have recently been attacked and devastated, with nearly all their inhabitants killed or enslaved. These worlds are as follows; Tandais, Shraa Gon, Barab 1?? the announcer was cut off by a blood curdling scream from another table. Saun watched as a hulking black Barabel jumped up, tipping its table. The reptilian alien screamed again, and ran out of the bar with its tail thumping behind it, its acidic drink bubbling on the floor. ?Well,? thought Saun ?another homeless species.? Many such occurrences had happened since the alien Yuuzhan Vong had invaded the galaxy a while back. Ithor, Riflor, and many other worlds had been attacked and wiped clean of life by the invaders, their natives reduced to wandering vagrants. Saun had known a Nosaurian spacer who had plunged his ship into the Black Hole of Quintas out of the grief of hearing about New Plympto?s ?sterilization?. All in all, the galaxy was pretty messed up place. But while the tall, blonde spacer had seen the atrocities committed by the Vong on Garqi and his first mate?s homeworld of Ando, he felt strangely detached from the conflict. He really had no world to call his own, he had been born on a transport traveling from Jumus to Corellia. He had spent most of his life between the stars. While off on this little mind trip, his guy entered the seedy cantina. The ?guy? was a reddish furred Bothan, slightly overweight and wearing khaki shorts and a lime-green shirt, contrasting badly with the subdued spacer togs worn by those around him. He attracted a few odd stares as he glanced about the room until he saw Saun wave him over. ?You Kra?Tai?? said Saun laconically. ?Uhh, yeah. Call me Nuursk. You?re Saun, correct?? ?Call me Monnaf.? Saun shot back. ?You want a drink??
?No, um, I never drink alcohol.?
?Have some water then.?
?Um, sure. So um. Have you been waiting long??
?Nearly two standard hours.? Said Saun grimly.
?Hrrrnnf.? Trruf interjected.
?Oh, um, sorry about that. I had some, stuff to do.?
?It?s understandable.?
?So um, have you ever been to Bothawui before??
?A couple times. Look, buddy. We?ve come a long way to hear this job you?ve got for us. You gonna spill your guts or sho

 

Not a bad introduction. Keep going.