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Beta-Commando Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 1/21 9:00am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Choran Lyre Onboard Personal Vessel - YV-666 - Lineage, In Orbit Above Onderon Choran sat back in his plush chair, listening to the words of Tarim Kundar rush past. This man... this senator could help him achieve his goals. As the vidcast came to an abrupt halt, Choran motioned for his aide to come forward. " Yes, Honourable Senator?" the woman, a young Twi'lek in her mid-twenties, asked, coming to his side. " Contact Senator Kundar's aide; tell them Senator Lyre of Abregado-rae wishes to speak with him, and assure them we are on Senate Buisness." " Yes, Honourable Senator." As the Twi'lek stepped away to do his bidding, Choran stood up and look out through his personal viewport. The world of Onderon. The panet of his potential ally. Then, it struck him. Another terrible migraine... Worse than the last, this one bringing him to his knees. After several minutes of unattended, intense pain, it stopped and Choran fell to the floor. He would make it through the day... He would. TAG: Chuckles38 -----signature----- Star Wars - The Second Saga - Episode I: In the Shadows http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=27987805&brd=10475 Proud Member of the BFPBBRPFC "Bring the Fuzzy Pink Banner Back to the Role Playing Forum!"
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WISE_JEDI12 Registered: Feb '05	Date Posted: 1/21 9:06am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Dacen Mano Dacen Mano awoke with a start at the breep, breep, breep of his alarm clock. He slammed it roughly with his fist and it shut off. Dacen then stood up washed his face in his sink and put on his bathrobe. After he made his morning coffee he pulled the curtains off his window and looked out at one of the many beautiful oceans on Raithal while reading the paper. He saw that Vedis Tak had made a speech about an education bill and it intrigued him. He would consider lending his support. After he finished perusing the paper he showered. Then he got dressed in black pants, a white dress shirt and a tie with stars dotting it. Once satisfied with his appearance Dacen took out a comlink and called his butler and told him to have a ship to Coruscant fueled and ready in an hour. After that he took the speeder to the spaceport and took the ship to Coruscant. During the ride he watched the news thinking about the three resolutions on the table. S.R. 1 its benefits he believed outweighed the risks, blaster pistols wouldn't do much should the Remnant decide to go to war. Also the million credits are good for the budget and take a small chunk out of the cost deficit that would be created if the the horrible S.R. 3 were to pass. S.R. 2 was the resolution that intrigued him the most. It took away some of the dangerous freedom that people possessed in terms of privacy in order to stop something much greater, spice abuse. Since the bill only targeted ships that had a legitimate chance of carrying spice so it didn't affect to many people who had no need to be searched. When he finally arrived at Coruscant Dacen brushed the sleep out of his eyes and stepped out of the ship into the bright Coruscanti sun. Then he took a speeder to his apartment at the Senate Apartment Complex. He dropped of his luggage and decided he needed a walk. So he changed into casual clothes, jeans and a t-shirt. Then began walking around the small, albeit nice grounds of the complex. When he completed his daily walk Dacen went back to his apartment complex and began the drafting of a new law which he hoped to put up for vote by the next time the Senate was in session. Tag: No one -----signature----- “You can’t win, Darth. Strike me down, and I will become more powerful than you could possibly imagine.” So do all who see such times. But that is not for us to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that we are given.
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Chukles38 Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 1/21 9:16am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Tarim Kundar Onderon Tarim had stuck around near the palace for an hour or so, introducing himself to people, answering questions, and so on. He felt it had gone well, though it was still undetermined how the crowd truly reacted to his words. He was driving his speeder, his assistant in the passenger seat. They were on the way back to his home and office. Tarim was speaking in a friendly tone. “I know you don’t approve of some of my stances, but I do appreciate your support anyways. Now, if you could arrange for that poll I mentioned to be run< I would be most grateful.” “Yes sir.” His assistant replied. “What are your plans for returning to Courescaunt?” “I’ll need to get there a week before sessions begin. I went through painful hours of negotiating for the perfect suit, so we’ll need to make sure that is in order before the sessions begin and my mind is occupied with more pressing matters.” His assistant was about to reply, when something got her attention. She looked up a moment later. “Senator Choran Lyre wishes to speak with you.” Tarim nodded. “Let him know I shall call him back in several minutes, when I am home.” She nodded and did so. Several minutes later, they pulled up at Tarim’s estate. It was a large, grand building that he had inherited from his dead parents. However, it was much more modest than the monstrosity that his parents had constructed. He had torn down the old mansion and built on to his liking. After parking the speeder, Tarim went straight to his office and study. Whne he arrived, he looked quickly around at his shelves of books, scrolls, tablets, and datapads. He had made it his goal in life to collect as much knowledge as this large room would fill, and he was nearing that goal. He sat down at his ornate desk and turned on the comm. Unit integrated into the desk. He opened up a transmission to Choran Lyre and was greeted by his assistant. “Choran Lyre’s office, how may I help you?” A beautiful Twi’Lek greeted him. “Yes, this is Senator Tarim Kundar, returning Choran Lyre’s call?” He awaited her response. TAG: Beta-Commando -----signature----- I'm Edward, in Jacob's life minus the wolves, friends, and happy ending..... I think.
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Sinrebirth Title: SWC Galactic Senate Host Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 1/21 9:31am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Traer Lin, Republic Palace Even in a month that was out-session, Republic Palace remained full of the hustle and bustle. The new government, just voted in under Chancellor Territha, the Wookie representative of Kashyyyk, had already declared the Inner Council. Traer Lin, to the pride of his people, and, most probably, to the scorn of the people of Fondor. Tallaan was now more affluent than the massive shipyards there, but as Lin privately saw himself as the representative of Tapani Sector, rather than Tallaan, he was keen to keep an eye on all his constituents. Lin nodded to himself, and then opened his eyes. Sitting in one of the numerous cafe's inside the Palace, he sipped idly on his tea. He hated the stuff, but considering his roots in the Techno Union and Mining Guild, it never hurt to build an appearance that the elite of Coruscant could absorb. He tapped a few buttons on his datapad. One included a message from Lord Sdargul of Tallaan, the elected heir that led his homeworld. Lin preferred datafile's rather than personal appearances, though made efforts to keep up on those, as well. He read the datafile, and sipped again. Vice Chancellor Lin, We remain pleased at the possibility of more trade passing through Tallaan. If this can in-fact come about, you will most certainly be granted a peerage. The widespread knowledge that you have little roots in the Great Families may provide you with more problems if you wish to remain our representative. Yours, Lord Sdargul. Lin snorted, softly. He had no desire to become a Lord, or a Viscount, though he had to admit the latter title had a ring to it. His platform of economic equality had attracted support because of the fact he himself had been a slave under the Empire. He, and many others in the Tapani Sector, had worked in the Techno Union, not even fighting on the Separatists side but being victimised for it. The amount times he'd redone that Merchant Guild examination.... These days Lin embraced his anti-Imperial leanings. Once, many years ago, he had highly forgiving of Imperials, but, now, he had little time for them. Wondering whether the representative of Muunilinst was free for another conversation, Lin sat forward, and sipped again. He glanced down his datapad inbox again, and saw a message from his son, Aden. The Vice Chancellor snapped shut his datapad, and stood, placing his cup and saucer on the side for the staff, who thanked him for taking the time to actually give them his cup rather than walking off. Bemused, the Vice Chancellor headed towards the Senate Chambers, to see if anyone else was around. As interesting as staff and advisers were, he wanted to meet more Senators, or more members of the Inner Council. Lin nodded to himself, slipping his pad into the pocket of his simple and relatively inexpensive robes, and strode forward. TAG: Anyone in Republic Palace in the vicinity -----signature----- CE's Sinre, now - for good reasons, I promise you all! Sey's Sinre The First Canon Apologist The Missing Chapters of LotF: Invincible http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=28933751&brd=10477&start=29297240
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Sith_Lords Registered: May '04	Date Posted: 1/21 11:06am Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Ar'Jar Vena Ar'Jar Vena sat in the co-pilots seat of his personal ship, Starfury, a Dynamic-class freighter. Ar'Jar had fallen in love with the ship after a archaeological dig on Thyferra uncovered her, buried with hundreds of other vessels in the remains of . He had it immediately restored, and used it as both a transport, and a show piece. The ship may not have looked like much, but had it where it counts. She had undergone a lengthy and costly overhaul to bring her up to date with modern technology, including her prize piece - a .5 hyperdrive, and 2 sets of quad-laser cannons. The ship was beautiful. And Ar'Jar had never been more happy with it. Staring out into the hypnotizing display of colours that was hyperspace, Ar'Jar' mind began to drift, settling on the spot it most often did - his son. Ar'Jar smiled sadly. They said it was a great tragedy for a child to die before their parents, and Ar'Jar could testify for that. He could remember the day his son died, over 7 years ago now. He had still been serving with the New Republic Defense Force at the time. The death of his son was not the only death that year, six months after his sons death, his marriage died too. His wife blamed him for his son's death. As Ar'Jar blamed himself - if he had been there then he could have changed it. Ar'Jar could remember the dark depression that followed, his constant companion for the next few years. He had told the shrinks he had got over it, and in a matter of speaking this was true. Ar'Jar had realised that he could not have done anything to help even if he was back home, and he only foucsed on the positive aspects of his sons life; in reality though, he knew nothing could ever heal the wound that had tore him apart. He felt a single tear roll down his cheek, and quickly wiped it off. A whistling noise snapped Ar'Jar from his thoughts - the reversion alarm. It seemed they had arrived at Coruscant. Ar'Jar called for his pilot, Jaster Qorbin, as he calmly pulled back on the lever to revert the ship from hyperspace. "You want to take her in?" He asked Jaster, without turning around. TAG: Sentinel-825 -----signature----- Rose Tyler: Look at you, beaming away like you're Father Christmas! The Doctor: Who says I'm not red-bicycle-when-you-were-twelve? Rose Tyler: What?
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Darth_Joesha Registered: Apr '04	Date Posted: 1/21 12:18pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	MASTERPRENN APPROVED About: Name: Maya Yubari (any surprise?) Age: 35 Gender: Female Species: Human Appearance: Personality: Determined, she is sure that she is right and that the galaxy would be better under Liberal rule. Has a slight superiority complex that wouldn't be uncommon in the Conservative party but stands out slightly within the Liberals, despite this she still wants the best for the galaxy. Schooling: Vorzyd V School of Law and Philosophy at the Core Academy. Bio: Maya was not at all poor as a child, however raised on Vorzyd V she was at a young age exposed to the colossal wealth divide present there. She realised she wanted to change this and studied law in order to move into local government but upon moving to Coruscant to study Philosophy she realised the problem did not just affect Vorzyd but instead all planets, galaxy wide and so changed her ambition to becoming senator. She achieved this 5 years ago with strong left wing ideas that won the support of the many poor people on Vorzyd and encouraging them to actually get out and vote which overthrew the long serving Conservative representative. Politics Representative For: Vorzyd V Party: Liberal Personal Platform: More public housing and benefits for the less privileged to help raise them out of poverty. Centralisation. The creation of a Galaxy wide free health service. I'll get my opening post up in a minute. -----signature----- And how I lived! How they shone But how soon the lights were gone Moff of both Polis Massa and Vorzyd V You cannot hope to grasp the source of our power... Undoubtably Malkavian
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s65horsey Title: EUC Princess SWC Manager Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 1/21 12:31pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/21 1:13pm (1 edits total) Edited By: s65horsey
	IC: Chancellor Territha Chancellor's Residence, Coruscant A few months ago it had seemed like a dream to be nominated by her peers for Chancellorship. Territha had worked, basically grown up, in the Senate and now her initial slavery had paid off. Here she was, Chancellor of the New Republic. Looking back she knew that a price had been paid to get her here, however knowing the good that she could accomplish while in office made that price worth it. Territha sat at a large desk made from a wroshyr tree, a gift from her own people. Her furry hands traced along the edges of the wood as she longed for home. Cate, her translator droid and constant companion for the last several years, trundled up beside her interrupting her thoughts, "Excuse me, Master, I've brought your datapad over and have ranked the messages according to your priority scale." Territha wuffed a short thanks and took the datapad scanning down it quickly to double check the droid's work. Trust didn't come easily when one was in office, and even less when one was a Wookiee. Cate, however, had never failed her. It wasn't in the droid's programming to do so. The majority of the list consisted of Senators already lobbying for one of the three bills set to be decided early in the Senate term. Quite a few of the messages were congratulatory notes and well wishers. Ignoring all of these she clicked on the one at the top of the list from Traer Lin, her Vice Chancellor. Chancellor If I may suggest, a meeting with the Advisory council before term starts would be most pleasing. It would also let us brief them on what to expect from serving on it throughout the term. I am on Coruscant already, and others would most assuredly come if you called a meeting. Sincerely, VC Traer The datapad was placed carefully on the desk as Territha looked around her quarters. Pictures of Kashyyyk adorned the walls and a large window let her look out over the galactic city world of Coruscant. So many buildings, so little trees or greenery. Cate had requisitioned some plantlife for the residence, but it hadn't arrived yet. Sighing slightly, Territha removed thoughts of home from her head and switched it on to business. Traer was correct in wanting an Advisory Council meeting. Many of the people serving on it she already knew, but it was always nice to see old acquaintances. Speaking in Shyriiwook to Cate, Territha asked her to send an invitation to the Advisory Council to meet with her in her Chambers in 4 days, making sure that the request was a voluntary meeting and not required. She doubted anyone would turn it down, but it was before term and people might not be back yet. The silver droid shuffled off to complete her task as Territha groaned a ur oh at the droid's departing back before turning to her datapad to send a message to Traer. Dear Traer Thank you for the suggestion. You should be receiving an invitation for a meeting soon. If you'd like to speak to me before that, you know where to find me. Chancellor Territha The Wookiee hated speaking in code, but her own safety had been impressed upon her in all of the briefings she'd been through with New Republic intelligence over the past week. Thankfully she'd convinced them to use other Wookiees as bodyguards and her people had eagerly sent some to protect her. Beep. Beep. She glanced down at the new messages just sent to her datapad, galaxy poll numbers concerning the three bills. This was going to be an interesting session. A copy of her Advisory Council request was also there. Esteemed Members of the New Republic Advisory Council: I would like to invite you to Coruscant for a meeting in four galactic standard days. The intent is to familiarize ourselves with the goals of the New Republic and discuss the upcoming bills. Please note this is not mandatory, as term hasn't started yet, but I would be most pleased if you would join me on Coruscant early. Sincerely, Chancellor Territha Tag: Sinrebirth, GM, Advisory Council -----signature----- Sinre's Sey "Dude, when is being whipped bad...ever?" Idk, my bff, Waru! Sometimes Uli's Sey
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Yuul_Shamar Registered: Nov '04	Date Posted: 1/21 1:09pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Azervado Renning, Senator of Anaxes 500 Republica Azervado gazed out the massive windows that line two sides of his suite, one of the many in the building, at the rising sun peeking over the tops of buildings. He had never had this kind of luxury in his life, was this how every senator lived? He didn't have time to dwell on it if he was to try and rally support for the bill he had coauthored with Tak Vedis, although Tak had done most of the writing. But before he could even get to that he had to decide what to do about this SR.1. The majority of the people that had elected him wanted him to vote yea in this bill yet Azervado's personal judgement was unsure. His party wanted him to vote nay, the reasons being obvious, to them at least. What research he had done on the topic made him agree with his party, he just hoped it wouldn't affect his standing back at home too much. He exited the living room and stepped out onto the balcony and for a moment watching the steady stream of airtraffic flying by. He stepped into the sports model resting in the vehicle portion of the balcony that he could never have afforded without his current job, in fact it wasn't truly bought by him, it was purchased by the Anaxian Embasy that was not far from here. It was a brilliant blue two seater, although the Embasy had an airspeeder limo stored for important events. He hopped in the speeder and took off from the platform, spending a few minutes flying the thing for the entertainment it was before switching to autopilot for Ximino's, it was apparently a popular resteraunt frequented by senators, it would probally be a good place to meet people and of course he heard the food was wide in variety and very good, if expensive but with his new salary it wasn't a big purchase at all. While the vehicle made its way to its destination Azervado began typing on his datapad, a letter to fellow senator Tak Vedis To: Senator Tak Vedis From: Senator Azervado Renning Message:My fellow senator and friend, things are starting up slowly and somewhat quiet here on Coruscant and for the moment all is well. May I ask how things fare on Naboo? Was your initial speech recieved well? Sincerely, Azervado Renning, Senator of Anaxes Azervado looked up as he sent the message and saw the prestigeous Ximino's. The autopilot brought him up at a spare landing or docking area and Azervado exited it casually before entering the establishment. As he looked around he saw Senator Reldem Fald He walked over before asking, "Mind if I join you sir?" Tag: Brentus(see message), Apadamek -----signature----- "Your power over others only relates to those who fear you. Look into my eyes, fool, and see no fear."-Darth Shadra, in response to the dread lord Delano Most Eager Newbie - Spring RPF awards 2008 Most Eager GSE Player! Sith Lord! Watch out! http://s6.bit
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Darth_Joesha Registered: Apr '04	Date Posted: 1/21 1:27pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	ic: Sen. Maya Yubari Vorzyd Suite, Senate Apartment Complex Maya sat silently contemplating the year to come. The wind whistled through her hair as speeders shot by her balcony. A normal person would be in awe from the view she was staring blankly at, the clouds lay below her and piercing the soft blanket were the towers and spires of the numerous skyscrapers of the Senate District. Maya however took views like this for granted, she had been resident in this apartment for 5 years now and before that she lived on Vorzyd V, the casino planet of the galaxy and which she affectionately referred to as Little Coruscant. Her silence was interrupted by the stomping of teenage feet, through the window she could see her 15 year old daughter, Ai, who had just arrived back from school. She was about to get up and greet her when she saw her storm straight past the window and into her room. Best not to disturb her when she's in one of these moods. Maya married young, as was Vorzyd tradition, but unlike the norm she married for love. She had Ai at 20 and that same year her husband died in the devastating defeat of the New Republic at the battle of Obroa-Skai. Growing up without a father and with Maya always busy Ai did not receive the amount of attention a girl needs which left her depressed and at some times volatile, but then it could of just been the fact she was a teenage girl. Deciding to leave Ai to simmer Maya moved to her holo-pad to see which fellow senators where currently on Coruscant, when you are a senator you don't have time for friends outside of work. One name caught her interest, a fellow Liberal that she hadn't seen in quite a while; Ar'Jar Vena. She quickly typed out a message to him. Ar'Jar, Just seen you docked. If you're free we should lunch. I can book us a table at Ximino's. Look forward to seeing you. Maya. tag: Sith-Lords -----signature----- And how I lived! How they shone But how soon the lights were gone Moff of both Polis Massa and Vorzyd V You cannot hope to grasp the source of our power... Undoubtably Malkavian
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Darth_Sabith Registered: Oct '06	Date Posted: 1/21 3:02pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Sen. Alexander Torman Location: Corucent Senitor Penthouse- Floor 12 The massive Penthouse was amoung one of the new luxuries of being a senitor for his home world. Alexander had tried his best to talk them out furnishing him with such living conditions but no matter what he said they would not hear him out. As a member of the royal family Alexander had spent most of his life in the extreme living of a nobleman. Looking at the two holo messages upon his desk Alexander considered his position on the upcoming vote. As a representive to the people of his world he was to voice there opion though out the galaxy but the the bills on the agenda would not just effect his own world, they would effect the galaxy as a whole. In fact they could one day be placed with in the history books for the New Republic was still very young in terms of the governing bodies age. Sitting down for a second he read the two letters over he had an obligation to his party but he also knew that the people could use a brake from the governments nimble fingers. Finally after an hour of thinking it over Alexander decieded to leave his new home away from home. Traveling under gaurd Alexander had inseasted that he be provided with at lest one jedi. Unforently his request had been denied but it was not due to the senite but because of master Skywalker could not afford to let any of his knights go at the moment. Instead Alexander had been given an escort of specially trained gaurds taught in the ways of both the light and darkside. In a matter of moments Alexander would find himself dinning in one, if not the best reastront in all of the galaxy. Tag: Any/ None... -----signature----- HO http://boards.theforce.net/eu_community/b10194/27798245/p1 JFC http://boards.theforce.net/eu_community/b10194/4379448/p169 http://www.animemcphailanime.com http://z3.invisionfree.com/Sith_Happens_Council/index.php
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Beta-Commando Registered: Jul '07	Date Posted: 1/21 3:29pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Choran Lyre Orbit Above Onderon " Honourable Senator, Tarim Kundar is asking to speak with you. Shall I path him through?" his Twi'lek aide asked from across his quarters. The reply. This was it. " Patch 'em through," Choran replied, rubbing his forehead between his thumb and index finger. As the holoscreen popped up, showing the three dimensional, Choran brushed an annoying strand of hair from his eyes. " Senator Kundar; I'm glad you could take time out of your schedule to speak with me. It is most... gratifying." TAG: Chuckles38 -----signature----- Star Wars - The Second Saga - Episode I: In the Shadows http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=27987805&brd=10475 Proud Member of the BFPBBRPFC "Bring the Fuzzy Pink Banner Back to the Role Playing Forum!"
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LordPullus Registered: Jul '06	Date Posted: 1/21 3:32pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	(And it begins. LOL) IC:Senator Li Tol Rastor Harnaidan Residence Munnilinsnt Overlooking the city scape of Munnilisnst's captiol was a rather decorative, yet majestic collosal home of Haranaidan's former mayor. Li Tol had been associated with many things in his life starting off as Malok Rastor's wayward son to that of Haranaidan's champion a title bestowed to him by every level of the Munn's cast society. He was able to meet the demands of his constiguents, but was not overcome by the traditions of their people. Li Tol was not liked by all that fact easily explained by his part human heritage courtesy of his mother, but his intelligence and demeanor easily counteracted his physical appearance with his career track record providing ample proof. The Munn's were a competitive people by orgin, and the lone fact that Li Tol a part human residing on the topmost hill in Haranaidan was testament to his success in all capacities he had served in thus far. He had been afforded the best of everything since he could remember, and Li Tol utilized those priviledges to obtain his goals. "Who would of thought that I would actually miss this place", Li Tol mused to himself as he stood infront of his office window looking out over Haranaidan. His appointment as Senator of Munnilinsnt didn't come as much of a surprise to Li Tol especially with the backing of the Banking clan, and also the majority vote of the lower class planet wide. As much as Li Tol hated to admit, but the political critics were correct in assessing that Li was the best choice possible for senator even though he never served in any position higher then mayor. His education at Haranaidan High Point added to the experience he gained serving as a senior aide to the Banking Clan's president gave Li the toughness he assumed would be needed to survive life as a New Republic senator. Covering a mental checklist of things he had assigned to his three aides to gather before tomorrow's departure Li glanced towards a blinking red light indicating that his data pad had received a message. Deciding to leave the data pad unchecked Li returned to his viewing of Haranaidan his hands clasped together behind his back. He had dined with his parents earlier that evening, and declined several invitations from politcal ties to that of a more frivilous nature for a last night on planet. Li was still considered young despite his age, and ruthless in his approach on things he desired greatly. He was a example of what the best things in life could produce, and he's upbringing within the rigorous society of the Munns gave him all the confidence Li needed to deal with galatical politics. A small smile curved Li's handsome features upward his hazel eyes sparkling with anticapation of the challenge of being a senator, and matching wits with the best the galaxy had to offer. Drawing his comlink from the inside pocket of his cloak Li Tol signaled for his head of security who came in on the other end within ten seconds of being prompted. "Veda I want us ready for take off at oh four hundred make sure that my aides are notified so........I want us on Corucant with ample time to get setup for the upcoming session", Li spoke briefly getting straight to the point before shutting off the transmission even before his bodyguard had a chance to answer. Li returned his comlink to his pockets as his eyes surveyed the city he had acted as caretaker for over the last decade. Tomorrow he would set off to start a new chapter in his life, and true to the Munn societies nature Li Tol was looking forward to the level of competition. Tags: Nobody -----signature----- If it doesn't kill you, It can only make you stronger "The darkside is not a living I would wish upon any especially the one who've you have taken a hold off Dark one",- Jedi Master Rhaz Quinin
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Saintheart Title: Manager and Wandering Swordsman of the RPF Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 1/21 4:51pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/21 5:47pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Saintheart
	OOC: As I say, I'll be dropping in as an NPC from time to time to chat with folks at the restaurant. Feel free to interrupt my conversations, of course; I am, after all, merely a humble restauranteur, not a big and important person like a Senator Ximino's Restaurant Sanomar clan Errik'har, the owner of Ximino's, was pleased. Being the kind of alien who knew his customers well, the big Trianii was anticipating the opening of the next Senate session with optimism. As the Senate began to gear up for the next part of the electoral year, so too did most of Ximino's best customers return to Coruscant. It was shaping up to be a beautiful day: the weather controllers had even let a few scudding clouds into the western skies, giving the clear blue just the right natural touch. And one of Sanomar's new, but impressive, customers, was just arriving. Sanomar saw his maitre d' meet Senator Rade Kell at the door. The Trianii knew he'd have to act fairly quickly; Max was exceptionally quick at the tables. Sanomar consulted a small datapad, bringing up the Senator's name and details of his orders from his last visit here. Quickly repeating the information to himself as he put the datapad away, the Trianii moved across in the appropriately graceful fashion expected, arriving at Senator Kell's table a few moments after Max returned to his station at the front of house. Appropriately, Max had found one of the good tables for the Senator, facing into the west as the sun cast the Republica district into golden and bronze hues. "Senatorr Kell," said Sanomar in his throaty rumble, slowly inclining his head in a respectful bow from his chest. "It is a pleasurre to have you returrn to my establishment. May I interrest you in a bottle of the Sacul '77, as you had last time? I have just managed to sourrce a new prressurrised cylinderr frrom Xyquine, and I am told it is in quite fine shape." Across the room, the blue-skinned Twi'lek waitress gracefully and discreetly stepped aside as Senator Renning moved in to speak with Senator Feld. Azervado had been here a couple of times while she'd been on duty, and he was often like this. Fortunately Senator Feld had already given his order, and should Azervado Renning be invited to sit down she would remain momentarily to take the handsome young human's order. TAG: The_Loyal_Imperial, Yuul_Shamar, Apadamek (if you feel like it. ) -----signature----- Michelle: my Italian queen, my angel, my reason, my wife. Jessica: my little princess, my daughter, born 10 August 2007 Director -- Star Wars: Knighthood
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Hammurabi Registered: Jan '07	Date Posted: 1/21 5:42pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG - Date Edited: 1/21 5:45pm (1 edits total) Edited By: Hammurabi
	Senator Adrian Inlius (L - Garos IV) Coruscant - Senate District Adrian rubbed his eyes. He wasn't sure who was more surprised - he or the intern. The intern stood there, mouth agape. "Senator?" the young man asked. Adrian sat up. "What're you doing here so early?" "Oh - I - your office opens soon." "Right." He had slept the night on the couch in here, as his apartment had yet to be unpacked. His office wasn't in much better shape - the outgoing senator had seen fit to make a mess of the place. He had spent his first few hours in Coruscant at work cleaning the place up, and it still looked awful. "You look - scruffy," the aide said. "Thanks?" Adrian shrugged. "Sorry, sir." "No, don't be. Someone's gotta tell me when I don't look fit to go out." Adrian sat up and began to pull some pants on. "In this case, though, I already knew, thank you very much." "Right, sir." "No need for the formalities," Adrian said as he stood and walked over to his desk. He pushed some boxes out of the way and sat down atop the desk. "So, what's news?" Adrian grabbed a small computer unit from atop his desk. "You wanna help clean the place up while I go through my messages?" "Sure." The intern started working. Adrian looked over the upcoming legislation, as well as the Party's stance on each. Not that that counted for much; the Liberal Party had lent precious little support in Adrian's political campaign, and he didn't fancy helping them if they wouldn't help him. The Party disapproved of the first two bills, and Adrian didn't see much reason to disagree. He didn't care strongly either way about the first bill, even though he had fought in the War. As far as he concerned, that was over, and a blaster deal wouldn't make or break the current peace. The third bill was more challenging; though Adrian was a supporter of public education, he wasn't keen on starting his term by creating a deficit. However, there did exist other options on that issue. There was already a movement to eliminate public education, though Adrian worried that would be far too drastic. Perhaps both sides could find a viable third option on the issue. With his political business finished for now, Adrian figured now might be a good time to get to know his fellow senators. He began formulating an invitation to his fellow liberal first-time senators, but then decided it would perhaps be better to extend the invitation to liberals and conservatives. Can't hurt to bridge the gap. He sent the invitation out - meet in one hour at Ximino's. Adrian hadn't dined there yet, but he'd heard good things about it. "Hey," Adrian said to the intern, "Call up Ximino's. Tell them to expect an influx of senators in an hour. See if they can get us a table. Also, ask 'em if they could inform any senators who are already over there. See if they want to join the fun." "Gotcha." The intern said. And with that, Adrian flagged up his taxi, dropped by his apartment for a quick shower and change into a decent suit, and headed over to Xamino's. Tag: Pretty much anybody (if you so desire) -----signature----- and i know no one can sing the blues like blind willie mctell
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Syahu Registered: Sep '06	Date Posted: 1/21 6:05pm Subject: RE: The Galactic Senate RPG
	IC: Sen. Clement Oracio 500 Republica The sun was just setting as Clement arrived at his penthouse in his luxury speeder. His apartment was top-of-the-line and much better than most of the other Senators’ apartments. Clement was used to a life of luxury and lived like royalty back on Esseles. He hadn’t even explored three of the massive wings of his mansion back home and didn’t plan to anytime soon. He entered his room and ordered for a glass of club soda to be brought to him immediately. Club soda always cleared his mind of everything, and he needed his mind to be clear with the new session arriving very soon. Already his party and other Senators had been trying to persuade him to vote certain ways on proposed legislature. There’s never any peace for a Senator… Back home, Clement would do anything he wanted whenever he wanted. It wasn’t much different on Coruscant, but Clement still had to participate in the Senate in order to please his supporters and more importantly, his family. Clement shook his head again to dispel these thoughts that had crept so silently into his mind. He buzzed for his very attractive, young, female aide who came rushing in almost a nano-second after he had pressed the button. “Linda, correct?” His aides were changing very often now as beauty and smarts did not quite go hand-in-hand. She nodded silently, clutching a datapad in her hand. “Do you have all of the information I asked my ‘friends’ to gather about the other Senators?” Clement asked, already knowing what was in the datapad but just making sure this new aide was a resourceful one. “It’s all in this datapad, sir. Biographies on the few Senators you deemed important, as well as detailed descriptions on their habits and activities, sir. It seems one, Kri Dza’tey, also has an interest in art but does not boast a collection as wonderful as yours, sir.” Clement was truly impressed with Linda, something very hard to do considering his upbringing and wealth. He took the datapad and dismissed her promptly. He would be late for his appointment at Ximino’s if he had taken time to get ‘fully acquainted’ with his aide like he usually did. Oh well… that will have to come later. He threw on his very fine jacket and headed back to his luxury speeder which would bring him to Ximino’s for his daily dinner appointment. He just hoped that there weren’t too many Senators there. It had become a haven for Senators recently and Clement thought many of these Senators were not as classy as he was. TAG: Saintheart, Anyone
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