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Post by Ghost » Sat Jul 16, 2011 8:05 pm

Alyesa was stable, for now. The oxygen mask was secured to her face and the hemoglobin patch was secured tightly to her wound, but her vitals were still weak. The ship wasn't a Level III facility which is what she required in order to be saved. Her Guards stood close by her body and Sache wept quietly at her side and held onto her pale hand, speaking to her as if she could hear her. The ship was hurtling through hyperspace as fast as Captain Branen could make it go. They were headed for Corellia, where he hoped and prayed he could find the proper medical assistance for her. Never once had he failed a mission like this, and every second he heard her heart beat skip or something go wrong, he beat himself up inside.

They had relayed the issue to High Command, the Chief of State, the Minister of State, everyone in the proper chain of command had been notified and somehow both pictures and the news had leaked and even somehow the news was under the presumption she was dead. Perhaps that was the best, for now. It was apparent by the transmission the Special Forces Agencies on either the New Republic or Imperial had gotten to GNN and shut down the transmission before damage could be done to the treaty, but it might have been too late for that. Captain Branen even took it upon himself to relay a transmission to the Jedi Temple, begging for aide. He knew that it was a long shot, but the outstanding rating which Senator Praxon had with the Jedi, perhaps they would come to help her regardless, despite most of them being consumed in their own affairs and this war going on.

Corellia, it was the planet of hope. Naboo was too far and too dangerous as the moment. Alyesa was paying for the price of freedom, for her outspoken voice, for her ability to work diplomacy the way it should be worked. It ran in her blood and most of her blood was split onboard this vessel because of Captain Branen's inability to secure her room. "Damn it all to hell." He cursed to himself as he paced the room back and forth, the sound of machines keeping her alive echoed through the room, the soft cries from Sache and the annoying sound of the grinding his armor made when he walked a certain way. He hadn't slept, hell he hadn't really eaten much. This damn trip was taking too long, no one responded, no Jedi, not even High Command.

Perhaps they were too busy trying to get damage control done.

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Post by Ghost » Fri Aug 05, 2011 6:04 pm

Captain Thyfen stood onboard the 'Corellian Star', his hands clasped behind his back as he watched out the view port at the streaming stars of hyperspace, he turned to the communications officer. "Status." The man was always uptight, even under the command of Jedi Commander Blackthorne, before her mysterious disappearance. The younger woman spoke up briefly, looking down at the screen for a brief moment. "Momentarily." That was all he needed to know. Admiral Mollari had re-assigned the Task Force from when they escaped Alsakan to head to Kuat to guard Senator Praxon, but that had taken a turn for the worse when an attempt on her life was made, suddenly their hyperspace course was re-routed to Corellia and all had seemed lost.

To the general public, her life status was unknown and even some speculated that she was dead in order to make the enemy think they had succeeded, some speculated it was to see if this was an internal affair or external affair. In reality, Alyesa Praxon was alive and in critical condition in a secure location on Corellia. The job of Task Force Coldfire was to provide a planetary blockade and pretty much lock-down the space travel on the planet to ensure that security was at it's best to prevent anyone from finishing her off. Although it could be said it was to help the New Republic in securing the body of Senator Praxon or preparing her for a trip home to Naboo. Either way, their mission was classified as secret and they would be acting as if they were blockading the planet from unwanted visitors. Although the Corellian government had objected to it originally, it was deemed needed by the Chief of State for the extra security in order to ensure that both the Corellian Commonwealth and the Senator of Naboo were protected adequately.

Although some might call it overkill sending the entire Task Force in. Captain Thyfen stood his ground as the ship lurched from hyperspace, the beautiful gem known as Corellia quickly came into view and the lanes of traffic were beginning to shift as the Task Force began to fan out into a spread formation. There was no time for games, just time for deployment of their forces.

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Post by Ghost » Fri Sep 02, 2011 5:28 pm

Alyesa felt something, it was a prick at first and then it got worse, slowly but surely the sensation of pain began to return to her body causing her to suddenly jerk awake but she found herself unable to move. Not because she was bound or tied down, but because she was weak. She could barely speak or even cry out, she could hear the machines echoing her racing heart beat causing the alarms to suddenly go off and the droids voice began to echo in her ears. "Rel.."

What was he saying? Relax?

She didn't care, she continued to try to move, but she couldn't. Her heart was racing faster and faster, it wasn't until she saw the uniform of one of the Senate Guards come in and shove the droid aside did she finally begin to calm down. He was speaking to her, but she couldn't quite hear him. "You're.....assassin....help...promise....relax.."

Garbage.

She sighed heavily and attempted to relax a little bit as her eyes scanned the room, she felt strange, her left shoulder was obviously damaged in the attack to the point of where they had done some sort of surgery to replace ligiments and tendons in it, but near her chest she could feel something else. It felt cold and almost like a piece of metal was protruding from her side. She didn't even bother to look down, instead she rolled her head away from the Guard and looked out the window, her eyes squinting to make out the golden wheat fields of Corellia. Ah yes, that had to be where they took her. She turned her head back to look at the guard only to see he had been replaced by a hardened Trooper, one who bore the rank of Commander.

"Ma'am, I'm Commander Fox." He kept his sentences short, knowing full well that she was still recovering from the extensive amounts of treatment she had underwent.

How nice of him.

"You're in good hands." Again, short and to the point. "I promise you." He motioned to the corner where Hawkeye was standing, she looked at the other Trooper and gave him a soft nod before turning back to Fox. She began to struggle slightly, attempting to speak. Fox gently placed a hand on her right shoulder and shook his head. "Please Senator, don't speak."

Fox turned quickly to Hawkeye and barked an order, something about liquid and a damned droid. He then gave Alyesa a soft nod before turning away from her and resuming his post next to her doorway. Indeed, these Troopers were a special breed, she wondered who they belonged to.

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Post by Mir » Tue Sep 06, 2011 3:55 pm

Abel Marin-Kato sighed as he looked over the paperwork that was on his desk. He would rather have been doing something else, but the Commodore was doing simple escort work. He hadn't been volunteered for this job either. The Moff of his area, Darian Jakre had requested him personally. Why, he wasn't sure, but he knew better than to question a Moff, particularly one like Jakre. Darian Jakre was a powerful man within the Empire. It was said that the Regent was sure to keep tabs on that man's movements and actions. Marin-Kato just knew that he wanted to get this over with. It wasn't that he disliked the New Republic, he just wanted to get back home. If he had at least been granted the comfort of his regular command, then he would have been a little mollified. But no, he couldn't have the Banshee with him, despite the fact that the ISD Mk II was his command ship. It was understandable, as the Empire had doubted that the New Republic and the Corellian Governor-General would be appreciative of an Imperial vessel of that size arriving in system. Instead, they had opted to utilize a small flotilla of vessels. Three Corona-class Frigates, and an Escort Carrier. This had been deemed protection enough for the dignitary that the Empire had sent to speak to the Governor-General, Keyen Corisk, and to the CEO of CEC, Corran Destt. Abel wasn't a part of the talks, he had only been told to get the dignitary to the meeting that was it.

The meeting was going on, and Abel knew that it would be a while for the whole meeting to be over. He had been here since before Senator Praxon had been brought here, and so his forces had not been disturbed by Task Force Coldfire. At least, not too much. Their diplomatic status had given them that, and Marin-Kato had been all too willing to comply with the Task Force's request that all weapons remain powered down and that shields stay at fifty percent. Considering that they were there for peace and to promote better relations between the Empire and the New Republic, and given the sensitive nature of the issue at hand, it had seemed completely reasonable to the Commodore. But he was still uneasy. Anything could happen and anything could be blamed on him and the Empire. So he would be waiting for the call.

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Senator Doroes Terze walked through the hallway towards where Senator Praxon was. There were Senate Guards and some of the soldiers of Task Force Coldfire spread throughout the area. He had his own men with him, his Senate Guards. This was an interesting situation for everyone involved, and it was a delicate one. The Senator had been stabilized, but her condition still leant itself to a heightened sense of security. Doroes knew that the soldiers here would be willing to fight and to die because that was what they had been trained to do. It was their job. When it had been announced that he had arrived to see Senator Praxon, Doroes had been taken to one of Task Force Coldfire's ships. They had gotten in touch with CEC and had then taken him to one of CEC's countless slips that dominated the Corellian system's space. From there, they had gotten him onto one of CEC's many transports and while his shuttle had gone back to the Coldfire vessel, the transport had left, merging into the huge traffic lanes. This way they kept security up, as no one would be able to pick out where Doroes exactly was, and they had then taken his shuttle to an alternate location on the planet to keep suspicions up.

He had asked to meet with Captain Branen and be filled in on what had happened, straight from the source. He saw the man standing outside of the Senator's room and he nodded as he walked up. "Captain." Terze said.

"Senator."

The Human gave him a tight lipped smile. "How is she?" He asked.

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Post by Ghost » Thu Sep 08, 2011 3:10 pm

The man stood firm as he looked at the Senator. "She is well, she recently woke up." He pointed towards her heavily guarded room. "It appears we have the area secured. I've been informed that Fleet Admiral Mollari is enroute to inspect the security." He motioned towards the room where Alyesa was located. "If you will please, follow me Senator." Captain Branen moved cautiously towards the closed doors to a nearby room, both Hawkeye and Niners stood firm as they passed, the door sliding open.

The room was rather spacious, white in color like most hospital rooms but decorated graciously with flowers of different planets. Branen quietly approached Commander Fox who was standing next to Alyesa and gave the man a nod. "Senator Praxon, you have a visitor." Alyesa's eyes slowly opened as she rolled her head to the side to look at Senator Terze, she gave him a weak smile before speaking, her voice slightly cracked.

"Senator, it is a pleasure to see you." She slowly began to sit up in her bed, Fox quickly reaching down to assist her. She gently patted his armored hand away before looking at the man carefully. "You'll have to forgive my rugged appearance." She said weakly, attempting again to smile. She did look like a medical experiment with the dozens of cords and devices attached to her. She had refused bacta treatment, citing it would be best used elsewhere. Sometimes, she preferred things the natural way.

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Post by Mir » Thu Sep 08, 2011 3:57 pm

"M'lady this is disastrous." Doroes said. His eyes took in the whole room and then they watered just the right amount. "I may be in opposition, but I would never wish this upon any member of the Foundation." He said. "We must get to the bottom of this. We must know who attacked you, m'lady." He said. "I won't stand for anything else. How could someone wish to harm you?" He asked.

He turned to Captain Branen. "Has an investigation been established, to find the culprit of this heinous act?"

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Post by Ghost » Thu Sep 08, 2011 4:44 pm

Commander Fox spoke up, bringing his hand to his helmet to cough slightly. "Senator, I believe we have discovered the roots of who might have ordered the attack, but not the individual themselves. Intelligence is looking into it." Fox was skeptical of the Senator before him, he had seen many shady characters in his time and this man was no exception. Alyesa adjusted herself on the bed, groaning softly. "The analysts say the droid is of Imperial make and model, it was transmitting a holofeed of the attack to somewhere." She paused briefly. "They believe it's here on Corellia."

Fox grimaced slightly.

'Opposition' members who might have motives to take her out.

"Then why are you here m'lady?" He inquired, taking a seat in the chair next to her bed.

Alyesa shook her head softly. "It wasn't known until after we arrived, the only solid evidence we have is pointing to the Empire. Intelligence as Commander Fox has said is-"

Her words were cut short as a Trooper yelled out something and everyone to include Fox went rigid. Alarice strode in the room quietly, adorned in her full body armor as usual. She offered a smile to Alyesa before turning to Fox and the other troopers. "At ease gentlemen." She gently motioned with her right hand, she looked to Senator Terze and raised an eyebrow before turning back to Alyesa. "I didn't realize the Senate allowed power hungry individuals to remain in their seat, ah yes. It just shows the ignorance of the planet itself." She smirked slightly before turning her full attention to Alyesa. "Senator Praxon, I have good news in regards to your attempted assassin. One which I believe should fall on your ears and that of the Minister of State." She turned slightly to motion to Roman whom stood in the doorway.

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Post by Mir » Thu Sep 08, 2011 6:07 pm

The soldiers snapped to attention again, but Roman waved them back to an at ease stance with his hand. Roman was happy that Marisa had stayed on the ship. He was perfectly ready and willing to work with the media and talk to them about Marisa, but he was going to do it on his terms. He was going to start that campaign himself. If Marisa had come with them, Doroes would have seen her and there would have questions, and the answers would have been things that Roman wasn't ready for just yet. He didn't particularly like the senator of Sullust. Doroes was one of the most vocal members of the party that was the Foundation's opposition. As senator of Sullust, he carried a lot of weight and he had been pushing for Sullust's Senator to be included on the Defense Council. If there was one thing that Roman held dear, it was the Defense Council, as before Contruum was swapped off the Council in favor of the Senator of Nkllon as part of a standard shuffle, he had run the Defense Council and it was his baby.

"Doroes." He said, nodding slowly.

"Minister Kato." The man said.

"Roman!" Alyesa said, a smile coming across her features, despite the pain that she was in. "Such a shame you have to see me like this."

"Really? I don't see much of a difference." The Minister of State said as he walked towards her. "Don't get up on my account." He said with a small smile, sitting on the edge of her bed. "We do need to get to the bottom of this. First Tos, and now this? It's getting out of hand." He said, turning to Terze. "You." He said, pointing a little bit before cocking his head to the side. "Why are you here, incidentally? Corran turn down another proposal?" He asked with a smile.

"I can't visit Alyesa in her time of need?" The man replied giving everyone in the room an accusatory look.

"Gentlemen, please." Alyesa said. She looked at Alarice. "You said you had some information?"

Alarice had been watching Roman, an inner smile as she saw the instant transformation from Contruum to the room happening in less than a second. The father of her child and the man she loved was in the room with them, yes. But right now, the man in the room was the leader of the New Republic, the most important man, considering Leia Organa's gender and all, in the New Republic. He gave nothing away with his facial features, giving Doroes, Alyesa, the soldiers, even her just what they needed to see and nothing more. He'd learned well over the years. She turned back to Alyesa, preparing to speak.

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Post by Pryde » Fri Sep 09, 2011 10:56 pm

Before Alarice could even speak, however, there was a disturbance at the door. A woman walked in and the troopers guarding the room tried to stop her. Commander Fox and Hawkeye both turned and raised the weapons at the intruder. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but you can't be in here," Fox told her, his tone carrying a certain finality to it that clearly broadcasted his intentions.

Jennie just leveled him with a stare. "Do you like being a commander, Commander Fox," Jennie asked him in a neutral tone, "If you don't then great, keep standing in my way and I'll gladly put a call through to military command and have you reassigned to cleaning garbage chutes on shipping freighters."

Fox looked at her incredulously then he glanced over his shoulder at Alarice who had been bristling at this unexpected interruption. "Let her in," Roman said suddenly and everyone turned to him in surprise. Even Alyesa was giving Jennie a questioning look which the woman ignored.

"I'm sorry for the interruption, Minister, but the Director asked me to come down here and show you this," she stepped forward into the center of the room and placed a holoprojector down on top of a table by the bed. She pressed the switch and activated the device, a hooded image of Sivter appeared floating over the table. The image appeared to be paused in mid playback. Jennie pressed another switch and took a step back.

“In one day’s time," Sivter began, "twenty-four standard hours from now, the Charon will arrive at Mon Calamari and proceed to do what they do best. This is your moment of truth, New Republic. Will you stand against me or will you flee and reveal your promises of strength and stability to be a lie?"

Jennie stopped the recording there and silence filled the room. "This was broadcast via Sivter's pirated signal into GNN. We've asked the network specifically to keep the signal open so we can trace it, but Sivter has routed it through so many planets that it's practically impossible to track him. What we do know is that Sivter will make good on his threat and in," she glanced at her chrono, "twenty-three hours and thirty-four minutes from now the Charon armada will appear over the skies of Mon Calamari and wipe the planet clean."

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Post by Mir » Sat Sep 10, 2011 8:41 am

"Right. Well, I suppose this doesn't bode too well for us." Roman said.

"You're not joking at a time like this, are you?" Alyesa said.

"No, I just don't think this bodes too well for us." He said. "We can't pull back everything we have to Mon Cal." Roman said. "That's only going to entice possible attacks elsewhere and we don't know if he's bringing full strength to Mon Calamari." He looked at Jennie. "You spoke to Treniun? Directly?" He asked.

"He's on the fence as to whether it's a trap." Jennie said. "Even if it is a trap, look at Alsakan, that's what he said about it."

"Man's got a point." Roman sighed. "Either way, we need to get back to Mon Calamari."

"I'm coming too." Alyesa said, attempting to rise.

"Not at all. You're staying right here." Roman said. "Commander?" He said, turning to look at Fox.

"Right there, Minister."

Roman nodded. "I'm sorry that this couldn't have ended more pleasantly, Alyesa, but I'm sure that you'll forgive me, under the circumstances. But I do have a piece of good news." He said. He paused, his eyes focusing for a moment before a quick smile crossed his features, then reverting to his normal visage. "Incidentally, remember that wager we had, about a few things going on in my life?" He asked and waited for her to nod. "Well, you owe me, because I won." He looked down as his personal datapad beeped. Checking the message, he lifted an eyebrow and then smiled slowly. "Interesting. We need to move, immediately. Doroes, feel free to remain, and keep Senator Praxon company. She's going to need it. Alarice, a word, if you will. Ms. Hawker, the same with you as well."

The Minister of State stepped out of the room, with Jennie Hawker and Alarice with him.

"Yes, Minister?" She asked.

"When Korr told me that he was going to have someone shadow Senator Praxon during this Kuat thing, he selected you personally. That speaks volumes on your credentials and your capabilities. Since Alyesa is a personal friend, once he made his selection, I read up on you. I didn't get a chance to read everything that I could, but competency was written throughout it. I understand that you were born on Mon Calamari. These are going to be a very trying forty eight to seventy two hours for you, and knowing Sivter and the Charon, it won't get easier. A level head, Ms. Hawker, if I may request one. That's all."

As Jennie walked away, he turned to look at Alarice. The woman had been rather quiet during the revelation, no doubt planning in her head. "Mon Calamari, Fleet Admiral, and step on it."

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Post by Nichalus » Sat Sep 10, 2011 6:50 pm

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Incoming Message......Fleet Admiral **Eyes Only**
Encryption Code .....7458E42B
IDENTITY CODE.......Admiral Dreadstar, Nichalus
CONFIRMATION CODE...EEB84932....VERIFIED

Congratulations are in order I believe Ala, your mission to 'creatively acquire' your new 'pet', seems to have been pulled off with your usual penache.

I can picture your eyebrows furrowing together about how I would know that. It's one of the things I always liked about you...that stern countinance. Suffice to say...I still have my 'ways'.

The real concern is...Sivter.

I have read and recieved the transmission from the GNN broadcast. I am spinning up the 105th Red Dagger, and we will be enroute to provide assistance.

We will be making the jump in 15 minutes, and will arrive outside the Mon Cal System and there we will await your orders.

The 105th Red Dagger is yours to command Ala, as am I, and we will do what needs to be done to put a stop to Sivter. It will be....good....fighting at your side again.

Will contact at reversion.......Dreadstar out.

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Post by Ghost » Mon Sep 12, 2011 11:20 am

Alyesa sat at the comlink terminal, only recently had she been strong enough to stand. Her eyes scanned over the screen as she huffed a sigh and began transmitting. She looked like a mess but it would be understood on the other end no doubt. She had been through alot and now it was time to help the only way she could. She punched in a few commands and codes before hearing a rather stoic Chiss voice speak in basic on the other end. "My name is Senator Alyesa Praxon, I am looking to speak with Mitth'ark'ines, an Aristocra of House Mitth..."

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Post by Jagtai » Tue Sep 13, 2011 6:12 am

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"Aristocra." Mitth'ark'ines, Tharkin to non-Chiss, turned to look at the Lieutenant before him.
"Yes?"
"I have a Senator Alyesa Praxon who wishes to speak with you." Tharkin nodded. He recognized the name.
"Take me."

A few minutes later, Tharkin appeared. He wore a simple dark burgundy robe.

"Senator. We have not spoken since the debacle at Cyteen. How can I help you?"

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"Aristocra, I come to you in our hour of need. The threat of Sivter now reaches out further than we anticipated." She paused briefly, her right hand waving slightly. "He now threatens the world of Mon-Calamari and if we should fail in defeating him at this point, his plague will spread throughout the known and unknown regions of the galaxy." She sighed heavily, extending her hand towards the holo. "I ask for your assistance, any help you can send to combat this threat, we can truly unite the galaxy and show Sivter that he may be able to destroy worlds but not our resiliency."

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Post by Jagtai » Tue Sep 13, 2011 10:31 am

Tharkin considered it. Then he shook his head.

"I'm afraid that the Ascendency have yet to be attacked. As such, we cannot interfere. But," he shrugged slowly, "I think I can persuade the Council to send a handful of advisers. They will be at Mon Calamari. Who is commanding the Republic forces there?"

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Post by Ghost » Tue Sep 13, 2011 1:37 pm

Alyesa hesitated at the question, she knew both Tharkin and Alarice had a history, well before Alarice returned to the Republic. "Supreme Allied Commander Mollari, you may remember her from Cyteen." She raised an eyebrow, and held up a hand. "I appreciate all the assistance the Ascendancy sends, The Republic is grateful to have allies such as yourself at our side."

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Post by Jagtai » Tue Sep 13, 2011 7:58 pm

Tharkin seemed calm, but he was not sure he liked what he was hearing.

"Mollari? Very well. They will be there."

He did not comment on the alliance.

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Post by Mir » Wed Sep 14, 2011 3:33 pm

Doroes was headed to Mon Calamari, he would stand with the rest of the Republic and fight. He was outside of the Senator's hospital room with Captain Branen. "Captain," he said, "I'm relieved to find that Senator Praxon is healing well. What troubles me is that she was able to be attacked." He said.

"Are you questioning the Senate Guard?" Branen asked.

"Absolutely not. There was no way for you to know what was going on." Terze said. "However, I would like to suggest this." He said, handing the man a datacard. "NRI came across some information that said that there might be something happening to Kuat Drive Yards. Treniun didn't want to act on it, he felt that the peace between the NR and GE might be in jeopardy if he did something. I want peace, Captain. But the contents of this datacard scare me. There's connections here between what happened and a meeting that's taking place here on Corellia." He said. "There's an Imperial vessel, the Tigershark, a Corona-class Frigate, that is supposed to have been involved with the attempt on Senator Praxon's life."

"And?" The captain asked. It was obvious that he was interested in what was going on.

"Captain, the Tigershark is current in orbit of Corellia. It's one of the escort vessels to the diplomats meeting with the Governor General and Corran Destt, the CEO of CEC." He said. "I'd start my investigation there. The problem is that it's an Imperial vessel on a diplomatic mission. You'd need some serious leeway to do something. Or..." He said and then trailed off with a shrug. "I'm not saying that you should go over there, but this ship, with this intel, has something to do with the attack. Someone might be on there that knows something." He said.

"We don't know if we'll have a better opportunity." The Captain said.

Doroes smiled grandly. "Exactly, Captain. Exactly." He said. "I know you'll do the right thing. I need to head to Mon Calamari though. I bid you a good day, Captain."

And with that, he was headed back to his vessel.

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Post by Ghost » Wed Sep 28, 2011 6:06 am

Captain Branen wasn't sure what the Senator had meant a few days prior to the whole speech he had given him, but something didn't feel right indeed. Something told him he was wrong in doing what he was doing, but it was in his mandate to investigate into the Senator's attempted assassination. He quietly walked around the Imperial camp, sneaking from crate to crate, attempting to get closer and closer to the building which the meeting between the Imperial delegates and other individuals of Corellian authority were meeting to discuss certain advantageous things for both Corellia and the Empire. Perhaps they might mention the attempted assassination of Senator Praxon, someone might just slip up. Branen moved up to a crate and noticed a lone Stormtrooper standing guard next to a crate, with a quick grab and a body slam, the man went down like a sack of potatoes.

Branen struggled to get him unclothed and cloth himself in the clanky armor before adjusting the odd armor. He quickly stood up and wobbled slightly, it felt unusually heavy as he walked but within moments he got used to it.

This was going to be easier than he thought...

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Post by Ghost » Mon Nov 07, 2011 9:12 am

OOC - Mir I think you're up on this one too.

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Post by Mir » Wed Nov 09, 2011 10:58 am

Three days had passed since the meeting had started. Abel Marin-Kato was tired of these diplomatic talks. As far as he was concerned, they weren’t getting anywhere. The Corellians weren’t going to trust the Empire any time soon. The Battle of Corellia was still fresh in their minds, it had only been a few years, after all. The fighting had been fierce, and Centerpoint Station had been destroyed in the battle. So far, nothing regarding these talks had gone bad, and that much he was grateful for. But he was still staying vigilant, because he knew that things could change at the drop of a hat. He walked around his quarters, drinking from a bottle of Corellian Whiskey that he’d gotten down on the planet below. He was upset about this whole situation, because he wanted to be at Mon Calamari. Daktren was there, and so were other leading Imperials. Marin-Kato just wanted to make a difference, he just wanted to help.

Thinking about what was happening at Corellia made him think about the member of his family that he was rarely in contact with, anymore. The Imperial Commodore’s father was the New Republic Minister of State, Roman Kato’s uncle. He hadn’t seen his cousin in years, and he didn’t think that it was something that he wanted to rectify. The two of them were very different, the most obvious difference being that one wore the uniform of the Galactic Empire, and the other wore the uniform of the second highest office in the New Republic. Their political ideals were rather different as well.

The Captain of the ship looked at his chrono. According to Corellian time, it was evening and he was headed to bed soon. The ship was properly bedded down and there were no reports of anything out of the ordinary.

But why would there be?

OOC: Assume that Doroes information points Branen to the Captain’s quarters. Should be fun.

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Re: NR/JO - The Price of Freedom

Post by Ghost » Wed Jan 11, 2012 12:20 pm

Branen didn't panic as he entered the Captain's quarters and noticed the man still awake. He was trained to remain calm in most situations, well the situation with the Senator didn't really count for a "calming" situation. He quietly approached behind the man and looked over at the field desk with the various documents laid about. There had to be something there of some use to the Republic and it's investigation, perhaps a little poking around wouldn't hurt some. He gently began pushing around holo-documents and disks, searching for restricted disks or locked documents before stumbling on a small locked folder labeled "Operation: Nubian Silence".

What a sill-

"What are you doing soldier!?" The Captain snapped behind Branen as he snatched the documents up and quickly stood up. He slowly turned and face the man and as he began to answer, he quickly brought his left hand around and slammed his fist into the other man's face. The Imperial Captain was caught off-guard and reeled backwards, stumbling into his chair and eventually over it. He was yelling at this point, but what, Branen would never know. The man was sprinting at full force, evading and eluding the sudden eruption of blaster fire and incoming Imperial Soldiers. A trooper suddenly popped out from behind some boxes and got flung backwards into the boxes. All this man knew was run, evade capture. He had what he needed, it had to be the right documents, otherwise, he was in a world of trouble.

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Re: NR/JO - The Price of Freedom

Post by Mir » Thu Jan 12, 2012 11:33 am

Abel Marin-Kato couldn't believe what had happened. He'd sounded general alarm on board his vessel and there were stormtroopers moving through out the hallways, attempting to find the man who had somehow been able to sneak on board his ship and break into his quarters. Marin-Kato had sent word to Engineering to check the vessel for any attempts at subterfuge. At this point in time, he didn't know what was going on and he had to try to cover everything as much as he could. With Engineering working at full speed, and general quarters officially sounded, Kato began to check his belongings. Clearly the man had come to his quarters with the intent of pilfering. Information seemed the easiest reason. Marin-Kato was high up, but he wasn't high up enough to have a huge amount of intelligence or data on a number of topics.

Most of what he had was generic, possessed by most Imperial Navy ship captains. Granted, he had a little bit more since he was in charge of a task force, and he was on a diplomatic mission, but there hadn't been anything that should have been worthy of the risk involved with breaking into an Imperial vessel like the man had. At least, nothing that Marin-Kato thought that he had. There was something else though.

He went to his datapad, checking to see if there were any signs of break in, either physical or through the datapad's security network. Nothing. Like all Imperial captains, he possessed the ability to get into the Imperial Navy's secure data network. There information could be retrieved that would be useful. But there were no signs of a break in. So what the hell had the man wanted, what had he tried to steal? Just those holo documents? As he checked his desk, Marin-Kato's confusion increased. While things were out of place, there was nothing missing. Deciding that it was high time to speak to the man himself, Marin-Kato left his quarters.

And he headed to the bridge of the vessel to coordinate. There were only so many places that that man could utilize to hide and only so many ways that he could escape. It was time to cut them off.

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