I am truly sorry for having such gaps between my posts, especially when I tell you all it won't be long...

Running log #007...

Now, before I get into what I did after I fled from Malachor, I should probably tell you about some people that are instrumental to all my actions post-Malachor. These people are the Bralor Twelve, my personal strike team. We were the best at our respective specialisations in Clan Bralor, and we were all SuperCommandos. Well, they were and I was the SuperCommando Captain leading the team. There were, as is obvious, twelve of us, and we all had our own skills, as I said. Stuff like elite piloting, demolitions, technology, fast shooting, that kind of thing. We were the best at all of them, when we worked as one unit. Which we always did. Oh, and I'm using the past tense because it happened in the past, not because any one of them is dead. They're not, and we still fight together like we always did. It's not easy to kill the twelve best soldiers in the Galaxy.

Now that the introductions are out of the way, I'll tell you what actually happened after Malachor.

I said in my recount of the battle that I flew off with the B12, breaking the Republic lines and escaping; following that we did exactly what all the other war veteran refugees did. We ran away and got lost on Nar Shaddaa. There was a problem with that plan, however. We were landing on Nar Shaddaa in a Mandalorian shuttle, and walking through the streets of Nar Shaddaa in Mandalorian Neo-Crusader armour. In other words, we weren't all that inconspicuous.

Due to this, almost immediately after leaving our ship, we were taken by Republic soldiers (Galaxy knows what they were doing alive on the Smuggler's Moon) and loaded at gunpoint onto their ship, to be taken to a high-security prison facility.

Once we arrived at the asteroid prison (to this day I don't see why the Republic is so fond of asteroid prisons) on the fringes of Republic space, we were locked away in small one-person cells. Big mistake there. They locked the whole of the Bralor Twelve away in the same cell block, which is stupid in itself, but what's more is that they locked the Bralor Twelve away in the same cell block as a whole load of murderers, terrorists and other Mandalorians.

So, we began formulating a plan to get out.

We didn't try anything for the first week, we simply got used to the routine of doing absolutely nothing all day, then having the prison guards open a hatch in our cell doors and sliding in what appeared to be the stuff we used for emergency battlefield rations. Then, on the eighth day of our stay in the facility, our demolitions expert did what made him our demolitions expert. He got his "meal", and he made some rather powerful explosives out of it with a method I still don't understand. How he did it is unimportant though, what matters is that he had some explosives in his cell. As you would expect, he then used them to destroy the walls of his cell. Then a prison guard came over to him with a Bothan stunner, which was no help at all, because he was dead before he could raise his hand. A dead guard is a guard that can't stop a Mando from stealing his keycard to open the cells, and that's exactly what our demo man did. He simply took the keycard and went to each of the B12 cells (besides the remains of his own) and freed all of us. We then went round and freed all the other Mandos, and then freed all the people who we thought could be of use in a takeover. Following that, we went to the armoury and took our beskar'gam and weapons back, and the non-Mandos took whatever they could find.

Then came the breakout.

It was a simple operation really, especially since we were leading it; just a straightforward overrun of defence posts followed by takeover of the central command station, then taking the landing pad to prevent the arrival of reinforcements. I like to call that sort of thing a reverse siege.

That just proves that you should never, ever lock up the Bralor Twelve, because all you're going to do is lose the prison facility to an Empire that doesn't even exist anymore. That's right, we were claiming the former prison as Mandalorian territory. It was about a week after the end of the war, and we'd already won the first battle of the next one.

We then stole the same Republic shuttle that took us to the prison, and went off to continue our crusade against the Republic. Again.

END OF LOG #007

I hope that's sufficient.