Sins Of The Fathers

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Ceiran was never a big fan of parties. The massive number of people all in one place just set him off. He could never really handle all the pressure that parties offered. However, a chance to see the unholy blending of Imperial officers, New Republic pilots, Naboo nobles, and Jedi was an opportunity that came along once in a lifetime.

The party to celebrate Naboo?s victory over the pirate forces was held in the Ballroom of the Threed Palace. The room itself spoke of nobility: extremely tall ceiling, wide walls and floor, a beautifully crafted fountain as the centerpiece, and dark corners to hide out and conspire.

For some unknown reason, Ceiran spent his time in the corner, gazing at the main party, drinking in every detail. He knew others were probably looking for him, but the sheer pressure of the people?s thoughts was overwhelming. Of course, he could just be shy.

Yeah, that was it. No amount of Force babble could cover that one up.

As he stared at the party guests go about their business, Ceiran felt warm soft, hands enwrap him. Then, he felt soft kisses on the side of his neck and the spicy scent of perfume filled his nostrils.

?Leina,? He identified his assailant.

?Why are you hiding out here, Love??

?Just relaxing, dear. There?s only so much of this group stuff that I can handle.?

?Oh, you?re shy.?

Ceiran smiled, and turned to face his lover. ?Right on target. I guess I was raised in pretty closed settings. This type of grand gathering was never used much back at the Jedi Academy.?

?I can see.? She kissed him again. ?Come on, I?ll keep you safe. There?s nothing to worry about.?

?With you there, no one will stand our way. Speaking of which, do you think we should tell them??

?Sure. There seems no better time like the present.?

?Well, come on, let?s spill the beans.?

Leina took Ceiran in hand, and childishly pulled him into the crowd up to the main podium. She let off a bit to gain some regal air, but that was an ill attempt in the face of what they were about to say.

The young Queen activated the public address system, the smiled to the crowd. ?If I could have your attention, please, General Halcyon and I have an important announcement to make.? Silence quickly reigned. ?As of three weeks ago, Ceiran and I are engaged to be married.? There was a generous round of applause after that. ?The details aren?t worked out, yet, but that will soon change.?

Leina pulled Ceiran in, and kissed him in front of the assembly. Ceiran, so wrapped up in the moment, could do nothing really more than smile gently, and otherwise maintain the Jedi image.

?But, there is more news of importance,? Leina announced, ?As you all know, the New Republic is losing all authority and dominance in this region. Pirate bands have effectively neutralized all trade, travel, and authority across the galaxy. However, the Empire offers, and is able to produce solid protection, comfort, and order. Therefore, as approved by the Naboo legislature, I hereby rescind Naboo?s membership in the New Republic, and request membership in the Empire effective immediately.?

 

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Great post. Wonder when he'll figure out she's not really Leina. Post soon!

 

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To compound Ceiran?s uncomfort, hordes of well wishers swarmed over him after Leina?s announcement. He knew they meant well, but their imposing nature kept him from really building on that fact and managing a smile.

But, there was one well wisher that Ceiran couldn?t help but have the utmost admiration for: the Imperial Admiral Janiss Nurdo. She was the person who had single-handedly saved him and his squadron during the recent encounter, and now it seemed she wished to talk with him.

She strutted over to him in a precise, regal manner and clicked he heels in a way only an Imperial could. ?General Halcyon.?

Ceiran turned to her, cutting off a conversation with some minor and annoying Naboo noble. ?Yes, Admiral Nurdo? How may I be of service??

?I have reviewed your service record and piloting skills.? That was refreshing from talk with politicians. There was no evasion of the question, just a clear and straight answer. ?They are exemplary.

?Naboo is safe for the duration of this war, and your skills would go to waste here. I offer you a battlefield commission in the Imperial Starfighter Command, and the rank of General. Will you accept, and protect the lives of the people of the galaxy? Together, we can restore order to the galaxy, and bring peace and justice back to the New Republic.?

Ceiran was set back. He was not a stupid man. With every world the Empire rescued at the last possible second, they would find a loyal populace who fretted over the New Republic?s failing action to protect them. Already, the Empire had increased its territory by a factor of thousands. They now laid claim to a vast arc stretching from Bastion to the Unknown Regions, coming in to the charted galaxy at Bakura, Endor, Bespin, Hoth, Sluis Van, Sullust, Eriadu, and now, most recently, Naboo. The Empire had effectively returned to the galactic scene by sheer gratitude.

The Jedi Knights had served the Old Republic as the guardians of peace and justice. They had declined as Darth Vader hunted them down to extinction, and the Imperial Era had reduced the Jedi to all but a handful of individuals. Then, with the New Republic, the Jedi had returned to the scene, defended the galaxy against the Yuzzhan Vong, and prospered.

The Jedi never were a political entity, could joining the Empire foster evil into the galaxy?

The Admiral continued. ?Jedi Halcyon, the Empire is not the evil monster your grandfather fought. We harbor no anti-alien animosity, no longer use weapons of mass-destruction, we truly have changed for the better.

?I have already spoken with your fiancée, and she has released you from your duties here. Will you join me??

Ceiran paused once more, then shook her outstretched hand. ?I will, Admiral. The galaxy needs some peace, and I?m glad a Jedi will help bring it.?

 

Ohhh! Good post, Wattowatta!

 

He's joining the Empire? I forsee no good can come of this. Post soon.

 

Clad in a black uniform cut along Imperial lines with red stripes on the sides, collar, and wrists, General Ceiran Halcyon examined his reflection in the mirror in his quarters. He liked the way the uniform gave him a nobility and regal air. His lightsaber attached to the belt completed that look.

He smiled, and noticed that completely neutralized the stern air the uniform gave him. Great, he thought, now I have to be stern all the time; otherwise I?ll be a complete idiot in a uniform. Well, a small price to pay for image.

?You look fine, General.?

Ceiran turned around, and nodded to his hailer. ?Thank you, Colonel Fel.?

The trim woman before him flopped down in a couch, prompting Ceiran to laugh.

?Why the laugh??

Ceiran sat down beside her. ?You just dived on in, no real halt or pause in the process.?

?Yeah, I got it from my great-grandmother. Also got my name from her.?

?Jaina Solo??

Jaina Fel nodded. ?She was such the opposite of her husband. Jagged was so strict, grim, serious, unemotional, cold. Jaina was so open, friendly, warm, loose, and cheerful. They were opposite poles of a magnetic field.?

?Well, it?ll be an honor to have you on my wing. One question, are you a Jedi Knight??

?No, I haven?t had the chance to train. I?m probably too old to begin the training.?

?Well, I?d be happy to take you on as an apprentice. It is possible for a Jedi to take on apprentices without the approval of the Council.?

?You could really do that??

?Yeah. I?m already not in good with the Council, so this probably won?t hurt what relations I had with the damn Council.?

?That?s very kind of you. I?d be happy to keep you alive so I can have the honor of training with you.?

Ceiran smiled. ?So, when do I meet the other pilots??

?Well, you?re fifteen minutes late for your introductory meeting. I was sent to pull you out of your dressing.?

Ceiran coughed and nearly choked on his saliva. Crap.

?Just kidding, General. Just wanted to give you an escort to the meeting, which we?re fifteen minutes early for.?

?So, why?d you get here early??

?Well, first, to play that joke. Second, I did the same to your predecessor, and we had a routine down.?

?That?s understandable. And third??

?Third,? She laughed. ?This is funny. I really can?t say??

?No, tell me.?

?I can?t. I can?t. Do some Jedi trick and pluck it out of me if you really want to know.?

Ceiran sobered up. ?That leads to the Dark Side, Colonel. Now, please, just tell me.?

Ceiran?s icy tone apparently sobered her up as well. ?All right.? Her straight face broke. ?I wanted to catch you with your pants down.?

Ceiran?s jaw was about at his chest. ?What??

She smiled, a warm smile full of innocence, ?I wanted to catch you with you pants down.?

Ceiran closed his mouth, then ran a hand over his newly clean-shaven jaw. ?Great. You realize you can only keep that up for a few months.?

?I know. It would be even more funny if I caught you and the Queen making out.?

Ceiran had to crack at that. ?Oh, it would be funny for a second, but the fun would be cut tragically when Leina shot you.?

?So, are we just going to sit here talking about naked lower portions of the body, or are we going to get to actually get to your introductory drink-out??

?Ceiran stood, and helped Jaina get up. ?Lead the way, Colonel.?

 

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There's that installment! Whoa, with all the server crashes, I thought it was lost!

 

Well aren't you the lucky writer. Wait a minute we're the lucky readers.

 

Well aren't you the lucky writer. Wait a minute we're the lucky readers.

 

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?GENERAL ON DECK!?

Before the doors of his turbolift opened, Ceiran heard those words, followed by two seconds of hurried shuffling around. When the doors did open, he saw 144 clean-shaven, freshly showered pilots with boots shined, standing at attention, with neutral expressions on their faces.

Ceiran nodded to Colonel Fel, and they walked out into the hangar bay. Their boots made the only sound in the hangar as they crossed the distance to the pilot lines. He denied any emotion to come across his face. No smiles, no frowns.

He strode in-between the lines of men, women, Chiss, humans, and nodded randomly. Then, he sighed, and returned to the front to address them. From the pilots, he caught a heightened since of fear. They thought they had somehow failed their General, and expected punishment duty.

Ceiran smiled. ?Damn, it?s quiet in here.? The pilots broke down into laughter, then regained themselves after a few seconds of relieved joy. ?All right, getting serious for a moment. Today we begin the greatest quest a government can order upon it?s military. Today, we reach out with a firm hand to our allies in the New Republic, and reform the ties that bind. Today, the Galactic Empire returns to its mission to preserve peace, order, and stability to the galaxy.

?This coming campaign will pit us against the victors of the most powerful government in our time. The defeators of the people who defeated us are now our enemies. They are well trained, well equipped, and battle-hardened. But, we can be better. For the sake of the galaxy, we must be better.

?For those of you who believe in the Force, may it protect and guide you. For those of you who don?t, trust in your guns, your guts, and your wingman.

?I want you all to get in as much sim time as possible. Squad and flight leaders, organize group simulations as much as possible. Dismissed.?

The assemblage broke apart, and went to the nearest exit, leaving Colonel Fel and General Halcyon together.

?What do you think of them, General??

Ceiran simply stared into space. ?They?ll be fine. The future is going to be rough, but they?ll pull through.? He turned to Jaina. ?Do you think they?re ready??

?Well, they were trained extremely well under your predecessor. I have no doubt they?ll be ready for anything these bandits have to throw at us.?

?Good. Because I?m taking us out tomorrow.?

?What??

?I?m taking out your squadron for a mission, Colonel. They are the elite squadron in the Empire, correct??

?Correct, the 181st. But,?

Ceiran took an icy tone into his voice. ?But what, Colonel? This is war. Time is of the essence. We must strike quickly at the Pirate Confederation, or innocent people will die.?

?Well, nothing, I guess. It?s just that you just got here.?

?I know, Colonel. However, I am under severe pressure from the Moffs to bring a quick end to this war. Therefore, I will do just that. Not all the time I was dressing myself, Colonel Fel.?

She nodded. ?I understand, sir. Will you be using just the 181st, or will you be using more units for support??

?Just the 181st will suffice for this. Your unit does use Chiss claw-craft, correct??

?Correct, sir. They?re a bit more maneuverable than the TIE Defender, and a bit faster, but with less firepower.?

?Good, make sure I have one in my possession for the mission.?

?It will be done, sir.?

Ceiran sagged over, all the energy suddenly out of him. He managed to smile, but weakly. ?I hate being serious.?

 

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Oh man. I can't see the posts. I know they're there. Come out little posts. I won't hurt you all I want to do is read you.

 

They'r there, padawan3.

 

Yes. I can see them now. Way to go wattowatta. I love updates.

 

Thanks.

 

Thanks.

 

Wonderful! Looking forward to reading the new posts on the new board.

 

Last post here before the forums go!

 

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I'm working on it....It's pretty long.