"Thank you for your help, I assume that most Senators are well aware of the barbaric nature of Osokans? If not, I hope you will enlighten them. Your efforts will be awarded." - Melkor finishes unless there is anything else Raedgar considers important.
Ush, does it seem that the civil war erupted mainly because of inner or outer politics( like, was relationship with Empire the main controversy)?
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
So now, time for big conference on Victorious? It would seem logical I would stay on Victorious then, not Deviator, will it be trublesome for the game?
Or maybe I could contact my Mentor, Tarkin, first?
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
Time is running out for any more pre-arrival chit chat I am afraid.
Indeed, it is time for people to meet on the Victorious. The Commissar's shuttle is arriving now, with large squares of stormtroopers in formation all around, and all the players are there to meet him, either as senior officers or as part of the guard...
(except you Scum and Villainy types, who arrive with him, and you Agents, who are skulking umcomfortably near the Generals)
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
Melkor proudly marches out of the shuttle, appearing full of confidence and authority. He will greet the Senior Officers, complimenting the veterans(like Jarek) on their previous accomplishments, and will emphasize the importance of this mission to Commodore Narik, suggesting that he has chosen the officer whose Star will rise high, and Melkor`s connections may help with Narik`s career( I will not speak of it when Jarek can hear).
What are attitudes od Senior Staff towards me(Observation rolls)?
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
"Good afternoon, Commissar," says the Commdore. "Welcome to the Victorious, a name I think you will find will be apt for our missions together. Did you have a pleasant journey?"
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
A Heavily modified TIE-Fighter glides into the Docking bay of the Deviator. The sever Techs in the area immediately notice the Special markings in the Solar Panels. "This is definitely some big-brass. I Wonder who it is." One of the Techs whispers to the other. The man does not get the chance to reply. With a loud Snap-Hiss, the Cockpit hatch pops open, and out steps The Captain Trebeis. The techs rush to make themselves appear busy.
Entering the Bridge, The Captain is nearly tripped by a small droid. With an obvious deal of satisfaction, he raises his left boot and sends it flying with a kick. Noticing the people gathered around, he slowly makes his way to the front of the bridge, and waits for silence. Everyone pauses- Except for a solitary General, who continues talking despite Trebeis's obvious attempts at getting everyone's attention.
"Excuse me General! May I please address my crew?" He Asks Snidely, sneering in the Gruff man's direction. Rhodes, noticing the commotion, Rushes to the Captains side.
"Yes, the journey was comfortable for me and my companions, thank you Captain." - Melkor urges his little coterie to come closer:
"This young lady is my personal Secretary and Intelligence Expert, Sareitha Adeleas. I would also like to introduce Rylis Tavel, one of the finest Bounty Hunters in the galaxy, who was pardoned after she decided to work for New Order. And this deadly looking man is Arvus Oakmead, he has considerable skill in Sabotage and Stealth. I am sure both of them wil be a great help in our mission, though they are not part of military and answer to me." -Melkor carefully watches the reaction to the duo, wondering if Narik despises Bounty Hunters and Mercenaries as many Officers do.
"And I would like to emphasize the importance of our mission, it is urgent and difficult, but Emperor himself shall observe it. If we conquer difficulties, which I firmly believe, we will both rise high, but if we fall..... I put a great responsibility on you, Captain Narik, but I am sure you will prove a great Commodore. You are the youngest Captain to command one of this new Star Destroyer class, and I hope we will achieve understanding, as were both raised in New Order and are determined to do what must be done. We will suceed, no matter the costs!"
"And you General Atar, I heard about your excellent service record, I hope this mission will overshadow your previous accomplishments".
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
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Note to Rylis and Arvus: you were not on Deviator as you posted, you came with me, and now I introduce you to Commodore.
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
Lyle is standing near the back of the group, wearing an old hedre-skin jacket. The common polyfibre top's hood under it is lying outside of the jacket's collar. He was unconsciously rubbing his hands in their black formal gloves, as he held them in front of himself.
On te journey here, he had spoken with the normal stormtroopers, and a few of their commander, while eating with them in the cafeteria. He'd done this to the extent of getting to know a few commanders, one in particular, going by the name of Modun, who he'd dined with four times. Snatching two hours from his sleep pattern, he had tried getting his hands on information about the planet Lanzar, as well as checking for any contacts he might have had on the planet.
Now, however, he was feeling a little uneasy. Lyle liked to have a way out if something went wrong, but he was surrounded by stormtroopers and their guns. He let a sigh escape his lips as the shuttle flew into the docking bay, even managing to ignore that almost imperceptible straightening of stormtroopers in their formations.
Looking around, he saw a few faces known to him in the motley collection arrayed to meet the new Comissar. General Coll, over there, standing with the other generals. And Lyle was sure he recognised the man standing some way off, another agent. Wait a moment! Stirge? Karn Stirge? Damn, that was a long way back. Lyle wondered if the other agent would remember him at all. Fighting an urge to walk over and start a conversation, Lyle decided he'd look him up later, and returned his attention to the incoming shuttle.
__________________ "If clowns warred on monkeys, and the monkeys had guns, and were trained to use them, who would win?"
Death only gives another set of choices.
He who dies with the most toys. Still dies.
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"Straight to the point General?"- Melkor gives an understanding smile. This man clearly has a mind of the soldier. "Well, it is good, since time is the one thing we lack. Emperor wants this situation to be resolved in 5 days."
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
The rest of you can react to that news as you like.
"Well," says Nidar. "Such as it is the Emperor's will, I am sure we will not disappoint. And talking of strategy, I have called a planning meeting immediately. We can all meet in my conference room and talk over our options."
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"We've got maybe seconds before Darth Rosenberg grinds everybody into Jawa burgers and not one of you buds has the midi-chlorians to stop her!"
"Very well, Commodore. Let`s start the conference immediately"- Melkor hopes that Nidar is as at least half as competent as he is eager. Atar should compliment his personality nicely anyway.
Is Jarek present?
__________________ Yet the lies that Melkor, the mighty and accursed, Morgoth Bauglir, the Power of Terror and of Hate, sowed in the hearts of Elves and Men are a seed that does not die and cannot be destroyed; and ever and anon it sprouts anew, and will bear dark fruit even unto the latest days.
"… his name is Melkor, Lord of All, Giver of Freedeom, and he shall make you stronger than they."
Sauron to Ar-Pharazôn
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The generals had, as protocol dictated, moved ahead of Lyle. They were already talking, so he decided he'd waited long enough. Walking forward just in time to catch the news, he scaned the group, recognising the Comissar from his insignia. Glancing at his face, he recognised the face from several holo-shots he had. The assassin, he didn't know, but what was Rylis Tavel doing here? One of Lyle's eyes raised momentarily.
It hadn't been all that long ago that they'd worked together on a project. She'd certainly risen in the ranks from when she had just been a defector from the criminal underworld. Another person he'd have to meet up with later.
__________________ "If clowns warred on monkeys, and the monkeys had guns, and were trained to use them, who would win?"
Janthis inpsects the mans hand for a second
"No I don't believe we've come across eachother before but I'm always pleased to meet a new acquittance. I'm Cmoomader Janthis"
Returning Vyse's hand shake.
"Greetings, Commissar," Vantos says, standing at a relaxed attention. "I am pleased to hear that you found your journey satisfactory. I am famiiliar with Arvus Okmead, but the bounty hunter I have only heard of."
"Five days, though? Cutting it close, I would say. However, the Emperor is wise. We should be able to accomplish our task within that time."
Following the commanders and generals, Karn listened to what they were talking about, but soon grew bored of their discussion. Looking around at the others who were walking along, Karn noticed some that he knew; Arvus Okmead he had seen while on a job for Nebba not long before he joined the Empire; Rylis once received a bounty on some Rodian's head from that same Hutt; and Lyle he knew from a mission back when he (Karn) had first joined, still learning the ropes. Karn chuckled at his memories, thinking of how far back those times were and how far he had come since then. He and Lyle could probably talk for a while after the conference. Turning his attention back on the conversations, Karn listened carefully for any information he might be able to use.
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