SWRPF Archive The Cycle of Retribution

IC as Zeltros

Zeltros watched the bouncer, who nearly had his head cut off, rush over and aim his blaster at the Zeltron lying flat on the ground while the other bouncer got out of the Devaronian's grip when his own weapon had indeed hit him square in the face. The guard then aimed the blaster at him.

The beautiful planet finally turned her eyes onto the woman, wielding the red lightsaber against her own, hearing the clattering sounds of a dropped blaster. With a sudden, overwhelming force, Zeltros dove into the Lorrdian's head, weaving through her thoughts and emotions, and placing her own tugs of sleepiness in her mind. She would resist, of course, and who wouldn't at the sudden feeling of something alien in their minds, but Zeltros would hold the tired feeling for as long she could. She had no intention of wanting the fight to continue for any longer.

"Take these three into custody, if you would be so kind," Zeltros said to the bouncers, all the while keeping more than half of her concentration on the female sith, but having the rest of it focused on the room around her. No doubt one of her grunts would try to help her, so she had to be ready in case.

Tag: Troubler Makers

 

IC: Mandalore
Mandalore, Governmental Building, Sparring Chambers

?Hm...would blasters with a weak setting work? Otherwise, anything and everything is fine!?

A blaster he didn't himself possess, instead having only the beskad hilt that was converted into a lightsaber. He was thinking about adding a detachable beskad blade to the hilt, preferring solid steel over light, but that could be done later. For now...

"You're the challenger," Mandalore replied. "It's your decision about what you want."

A blaster, if it came to it, he could just grab from one of the training weapons that were off to the side. That wasn't what he was worried about. Did the child - Vrass Kordo - have anything up his sleeve? A child he was but it didn't mean that Mandalore should underestimate him. Still, even by Mandalorian standards, seven was still a young age. Could it just be the pre-mature impatience of refusing to wait the extra years and go right into men's work?

He'll see...

"We'll start whenever you're ready."

TAG: Darth_Elu

 

Tatooine
The Great Canyon, Tatooine

Tatooine was keeping her eyes on her mischievous children as Joss sat on the ground, taking her in uncertainly as well. Krag however had other plans...

?Alright...well, I don?t really know who you are and I no longer care. You?re so spaced!?

And suddenly he reached to his holster, pulled out his blaster at Tatooine. Her eyes hardened a bit at the sight of the blaster. Tatooine could be gentle at times, but when she lost her patience her attitude would change drastically. This was one of those times. She tried to talk to her children, but now she could see that was not doing any good at all. He has pulled a blaster out at her. This infuriated her, she felt insulted by her own child treating her this way. Although she knew they had no idea that she was the planet itself, she wanted to show them the same respect that they are giving her.

Her eyes looked on at Krag in particular with disdain.

"You no longer care, that you live or die I see for you pulling out that blaster only ensures you're death. Is this what you want? If so I will oblige."

The wind picked up again showing that irritation that Tatooine felt inside. She knew that punishment was the only way for her children to learn. She had no intention of killing Jeet or Joss for they seemed to only be following orders. She felt some sympathy toward Jeet especially, since both men were going to betray the poor jawa.

So if he pulled the trigger, Tatooine would unclip her lightsaber and directly deflect the bolt back at Krag. Ending her childs life is something she does not want to do, but will if the situation demands of it. Krag's course of action is a betrayal to her and Tatooine would not hesitate to end his life.

TAG: Darth Elu

 

GM Note: Update Coming Either Sunday or Wednesday...latter most probable. Sorry for potentially skipping this week, but I'm afraid DRL arranged the Week From Hell for me this go around. So hang in there everyone! I apologize for the inconvenience.

 

Rhen Var
Ruins

"Something like that?"

Her blade was lit in a flash, and with inhuman speed she was gone. She seemed to melt into the snow, the very walls themselves. To hell with the Sith and the Jedi, she thought. So concerned with trivialities. And then she was there, knocking away the man's saber, plunging her own into his stomach. The blade came out cleanly through his back, and she deactivated the blade and let him slump to the ground in shock, his last breath escaping into the icy cold.

"Something like that, yes."

She looked about at the rest of them.

"I'm perfectly safe. It's you who need my protection."

Tag: Elu

 

Dagobah
Galactic Federation Outpost, Dagobah

Dagobah simply folded his arms and waited. He listened to the conversation between the human and his superior, but he paid it no mind. It already knew the consequence of failure...and so, it opted to live.

?U-Um. Sergeant??

?Yes, what is it Private??

?Force User here to enter the Outpost. Says he crash landed a while ago....Letting him in.?

?Did he follow protocol then??

?N-Not exactly, s-sir. But I?m letting him i-in anyway....?

?Private!?

?Y-You?ll understand s-soon, sir...?

The connection was suddenly cut and the private was quickly activating the elevator to open and jumped in.

?C-Come in...Master N-Naga...?

The human was trembling visibly at this point as he waited.

Dagobah entered the lift platform calmly and without looking, he spoke.

"Calm yourself. I will not harm you if you are wise not to stand against me. Aid me, and I shall reward you."

Dagobah allowed for the private to take them down. The planet used a mere wisp of the force to settle the human's nerves a bit. Although fear was useful, he preferred that those he encountered arrive at their choices and conclusions after examining their conscience and their motivations.

In this case, the human was in the presence of a powerful being. It would behoove him to consider the ramifications of that reality.

Dagobah remained silent and expectant of his reception once they arrived at their destination. He might not know what these invaders were thinking exactly, but he would know how many of them would be there to greet him.

One big happy family.

Well, that remained to be seen.

Tag: Darth_Elu

 

OOC: Mortal Openings coming soon, but not just yet. Hopefully I?ll see more of them in the future soon enough. And welcome to the game, Imperial_Hammer!

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Hapes
Ta?a Chume?Dan, Hapes Herself

A slow intake of breath. Ah. Air. Her air. And then a slow, steady exhale.

It was just another day for Hapes and she was looking out across the capital city upon herself on a beautiful balcony attached to her luxurious city apartment...once her hosts. She had been getting used to her body, keeping quiet to the public, and feeling through the Force around her. Getting a rough idea of what was going on at home (the usual power plays and attempts at favor from the Queen Mother) and at large...the whole Tri-War affair between the Galactic Federation of Free Alliances, Imperial Remnant, & Chiss Ascendency.

Something she would be getting around to in due time indeed. For now, just another moment to herself and then perhaps to begin making some moves of her own. But what to do first?

Oh, there were just so many possibilities.

Tag: Imperial_Hammer

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Myrkr
Myrkr Orbit, Space

The pilots died swiftly from the unexpected attack through the Force amid the space battle. And Myrkr continued on her way through it; dodging, weaving, and letting her shields block some shots. She quickly enhanced her ion drives, which did indeed help avoid the fire from the freighters, though some were too close for her liking.

The hangar was there. She could see. Feel it. And she gained...gained...gained...and...the ship ran into the field!


....And was through!

Now she had to quickly evacuate her ship and begin whatever mission she had laid out for herself aboard the capital ship of the Galactic Federation.

And she had many marines, pilots, engineers, guards, technicians, and droids all over the hangar to meet initially when she did leave her vessel.

Tag: NickLitYouAFlame

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Vortex
Krinis-Zen, Vortex

"It is time we set the rules concerning this world and the Vors with the Chiss. If you are ready Chief Council we can proceed, and if you would deal with the way to speak with someone of authority here?"

So were the words of Vortex himself, to which the Chief Council among the Vors, his people nodded an agreement.

?Yes, I believe it is. And I will do. To let you know of the current situation further; a third of our economy?s financial income goes straight to the Chiss Ascendency currently. We are repaid with defenses, and increased trade with the other planets under Chiss rule. That?s it put shortly and simply; I do not know if this matters much to help you shape what you have in mind further or not...but I believe it needed to be given upon you,? a pause, ?Now let us proceed to the Central Government Building!?

This last sentence was for all those around them that were with them. The guards flanked them and some advisors huddled close to Vortex and the Chief Council.

It wasn?t long before they reached the steps that led into the building proper. They paused only briefly at some Chiss, and a few Vor, guards who asked simple security questions and had them wait for some reason. (Probably to give the Planetary Leader for the Chiss Ascendency more time to prepare for their arrival)

They were in swiftly though, all in all. And soon they were escorted into a private, and well-furnished, noble-looking antechamber.

?Wait just a moment here please, the Aristocra will be with you shortly,? an elite guard announced at the door leading to the room where the Chiss Official waited.

The Chief Council looked to Vortex then and whispered, ?While we do wait, I would like to know what you have planned, if I may have the honor? I want to be prepared. At least mentally speaking.?

Tag: Mitth_Fisto

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Zeltros
Dance Complex, Zeltros

It see

 

IC: Mandalore
Mandalore, Governmental Building, Sparring Chambers

Mandalore raised a hand and caught the blaster that was tossed to him before checking the charge and safety. The action wasn't wholly his own; when he had possessed his current form he had inherited some habits and, while minor, ingrained memories that were not only imprinted within the mind but the body itself. Even if it was the only time he had held one of these modern blasters, he flicked the safety off as if he had rehearsed the action a thousand times and held it in a grip that seemed to feel as if it was just right in the palm of this body's hand. Whatever unfamiliarity he had once felt with these much more newer blasters and weaponry that exceeded the ones that he had used thousands of years ago seemed to be mostly erased thanks to these imprints that he had obtained.

Mandalore looked back at Vrass as the youngling set up his own blaster. The planet held the blaster in a loose grip at his side, waiting patiently for the young Mandalorian. He had said that the young one would start whenever they were ready, which meant that he would wait until he fired the first shot.

?Alright then...?

Though it wasn't a test of strength, Mandalore still had several advantages that stacked the odds against the boy quite a bit. He still had his speed and most of all he had the Force. He already knew when the boy was going to shoot before he did it and where the bolt was going to go flying before it even left the barrel. It would only have required a tiny bit of movement to roll his shoulder back and let the bolt go flying past, but Mandalore went with a dive that matched Vrass's, dodging the bolt and already bringing his blaster up to where the youngling had moved.

Speedy quick draw, Mandalore had noted. A bit off on the aiming, however. While still having much to learn, the boy had the talent.

It was going to take effort to hold back so much to at least offer Vrass a fighting chance. But the boy deserved some bit of honor and none was going to be gained by just taking him out with one shot when the duel only just began. Besides, it would give Mandalore a chance to stretch out this body just a bit more, become familiar with it's limits other then just possessing the ability to hold a blaster right.

He made a last second twitch with his hand before pulling the trigger, firing off a shot at the Vrass that would also seem a bit high. To the onlookers it would just seem like a clumsy shot that he tried to make as he came out of his roll.

TAG: Darth_Elu

 

Tatooine
The Great Canyon, Tatooine

It was a stand off between Kragg and Tatooine. It appeared the result was inevitable for Krag didn't seem to care that he was trying to hurt the one he stands upon. Granted he didn't know that she was the planet itself, but Tatooine felt insulted by his lack of taste. A blaster...right as if that would kill her. It made her sad as well as angry for she can be forgiving, but this was not the time for what happened next sealed the fate of the young man.

Krag fired two shots recklessly. One missed Tatooine completely, being fired too fast to have good aim, the second was better....but the planet simply unclipped and ignited her lightsaber in the blink of an eye...or faster...and had deflected the shot.

Krag had died instantly, and although Tatooine never wanted to hurt him, she never showed remorse. To her remorse was a weakness that infiltrated many like a disease that attacks the immune system. No she simply handed out judgement out like mother or better yet goddess should.

The young man was disloyal,and tried to kill the very land that protects him. Tatooine would never allow such an act to be followed through no matter what.

Joss now stared at his dead comrade, having barely registered what happened. Slowly, and shakily, he stood up.

?O-Ok. Bomb is all yours....W-What do you want though? And w-why are you out here?? a small amount of fidgeting, ?I-If I can ask...??

Ah he is only now begining to understand. she thought to herself as Joss showed the respect that she wanted from Krag. Now that the bomb was not in anyone's but her posession, she had a few questions to ask.

She started to walk closer to Joss, ignoring the body on the ground of his friend.

"Wise choice I must say." her eyes glanced at the abandoned bomb.

First, I want you to swear your loyalty to me Joss, think of me as your mother. For I can create life and I can also take it away if I must."

She was now eye to eye with him as she continued to speak.

"Tell me, what were your objectives with the bomb? Did someone order you to use it and if so why and who ordered you?"

There were so many questions and if she could get down to the fine details of who truly wanted her beloved canyons destroyed, which would leave a scar on her emotionally. The canyons was something that she loved dearly. Tatooine looked at Joss with a cool demeaner, as she waited for his reply.

TAG: Darth Elu

 

IC as Zeltros

Drilling her overwhelming emotion control into the sith's mind, Zeltros finally smiled when the Lorrdian disengaged her lightsaber and clipped it back onto her belt, then proceeding to fall asleep on the spot. Gracefully, the planet moved to catch the sleeping form, who now looked so peaceful, and gently lay her out on the floor until more men would arrive to take them away.

?We?ll transport them to the local authorities as soon as possible, ma?am,?

It wasn't long later until they were taken by the authorities and as quickly as the people from the night club could, they flooded back into the room, pushing aside the commotion as if nothing happened. Most of the people partying applauding Zeltros for her brave actions. Thoroughly enjoying the spotlight she suddenly found herself in, she smiled bashfully and took a few bows.

?That was pretty brave of you, miss. And amazing too. Are you a Jedi? Or maybe, on a rare chance, a rogue that perhaps can join us here? Could always use someone like you to keep the party lively as well as to protect when the need actually arises!?

Zeltros turned her oddly colored eyes onto the Zeltron bouncer who had approached her. She had to admit, he wasn't half bad looking and had a bit of a brave streak himself. And depending on how brave one person was, it could either be to the point of being irritating, or if it was just enough, a bit of a turn on. And he was the latter, definitely.

She quickly threw on her sultry smirk and leaned as if to stretch, but was really showing off her sinuous curves, though to anyone watching, it was an innocent gesture. "Oh, I am no Jedi. I am force sensitive, but I do not play by the Jedi or the Sith's rules. They can be far too boring for me. And I will think on your proposal, however, I do have some friends that are...off world and would want to see me - but making them wait a little longer will not harm them."

Carefully and slowly, for him to not really notice it was her doing, Zeltros pushed into his mind and added a few emotions that would make her alluring and very desirable. Ah! To life live was the best thing in the galaxy and sure there was something probably going on by the way she was awakened, but it couldn't hurt to...prepare herself for whatever it may be. She would have a guilty conscious later. Maybe. But probably not.

Tag: Zeltron Bouncer

 

Vortex
Krinis-Zen, Vortex

Getting in had the necessary need and delay of one unexpecting the other's arrival. He gave a cool glance at the chiss he had to pass much as he did to a wall with a vocal grid, his way of not focusing on the hard fact so many were now on his surface and about him presently.

As they were put to wait in an ante-chamber to find those last precisious moments those with him decided to intrude and ask his mind, but since it was the Chief Council was the one talking he listened and gave it weight in his mind much as he had been doing to the earlier knowledge.

The Chief Council looked to Vortex then and whispered, ?While we do wait, I would like to know what you have planned, if I may have the honor? I want to be prepared. At least mentally speaking.?

Turning he looked at the man, knowing full well that they most likely were being watched and listened in on the entire time since they had entered the front of the park near the building.

In the end he decided he didn't care. "Give and take. I will offer what will ease them and bind us, free us and bind them. As any negotiation with an equal neither will leave fully satisfied but both in better situations. Belts will be tightened. My children will continue to flourish, and I will use my presence as a bargaining chip."

At that statement he reached out into the force focusing on 'seeing' this building all around them, and then looking at those ships that surrounded him or in his air. As with all negotiations with a military nature a demonstration might be necesarry...for that he would need to have a suitable knowledge to do so with.

TAG: Darth_Elu

 

Dagobah
Galactic Federation Outpost, Dagobah

The elevator descended down to the true Outpost for the Galactic Federation slowly, but surely. The human was now calm, as Dagoboah preferred. Only the soft hum of the descending lift was audible as both sentients seemed to muse on thoughts all their own.

There was a small ding as the elevator reached its destination and came to a gentle stop.

?This is it, Master Naga,? the guard announced simply, to which the planet nodded affirmatively.

The doors whisked open and there was suddenly about three dozen blaster rifles and pistols pointing straight at them. The guard yelped. Dagobah however, smirked underneath his shadowed hood. The planet did not moved, but patiently allowed the humans to indulge their need for dramatics.

?Private Wilkers...? growled a man from the back that was obviously the Sergeant from the comlink above. He was human as well, had short buzzcut hair and deep set brown eyes that were intense...for a mortal anyway.

The Force began to surge within the planet. If these humans were truly the fools legend made them out to be...

?Stand down, Sergeant,? replied another voice, someone of higher position and was currently shrouded by the troops facing the elevator.

A wiseman among a crowd of fools. How very fortunate for the lot of them. Dagobah made a note of the man's location and used a whisp of the force to get a sense of the man. Besides that, he made no motion. He did not need to. He was Dagobah.

?Private, exit the elevator slowly and move around your right of the room to us.?

?Yes, sir.?

?And as for you, Force User...if you are ally, then forgive us...but due to the peculiar conversation with Wilkers there, we had to take precautions. What are you here for? And please step out slowly and with your hands out. We will not shoot unless we?re forced to.?

Dagobah nodded slowly, to indicate his understanding. The Planet complied and slowly raised his hands where they could be seen. He didn't have to imagine the humans reaction to the green humanoid hands that ended in razor sharp claws. Before stepping out however, Dagobah issued a warning in his shadowy and raspy voice.

"Do not even pressume to disarm me and take my weapon. He who dares to try will not live to regret it."

With that having been said, the planet stepped forth without hesitation, hands still raised. He came up directly infront of the firing squad, clearly unafraid.

"You asked me why am I here? well, I came to ask you the same question. What is the meaning of this place, why are YOU here? Your presence on this planet is causing a disturbance in the Force...so you see, this IS indeed....force related business."

Dagobah kept his face partially hidden within the shadow of his hood for the moment. He wanted to see what this human was like, what kind of leader he was. He suspected they had many questions for him as he did for them. Perhaps they could come to a mutually beneficial agreement, that was, if they didn't somehow manage irritate him beyond measure first.

Certainly, that was something he was soon to find out.

Tag: Darth_Elu

 

OOC: Update Time Finally!

Mandalore
Sparring Chambers, Governmental Building, Mandalore

Vrass widened his eyes a bit, when Mandalore dodged the already high shot and matched his dive with his own, almost perfectly timed as well! Then he also fired a shot in return!

The bolt went flying by and the boy had froze, even if was just for a second. Still a boy.

The boy seemed to mentally shake it off in that second and quickly squeezed off two shots, starting to run back the direction he had dived from, though always watching his opponent. Trying to keep some distance apparently, which was indeed usually a good idea in a ranged battle.

Meanwhile, the other Mandalorians watched on quietly. No words being spoken. Not yet at least.

Tag: Sarge221

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Tatooine
The Great Canyon, Tatooine

Joss watched Tatooine quietly for a moment and also bewildered. Who was this person? And why did she speak in such a way?

?First, I want you to swear your loyalty to me Joss, think of me as your mother. For I can create life and I can also take it away if I must."

Loyalty? Mother? Create life? Take it away? Well, the last one he understood...but the others? Loyalty...Guess it couldn?t hurt for now...but the other two he had some trepidations about. Oh well.

?Sure...I-I?m loyal to y-you. But...Mother..? I?m c-confused, Miss.?

Then she was eye-to-eye level with him, making him stop talking and feel quite small amid her intense gaze. What kind of fraggin? woman was this?

"Tell me, what were your objectives with the bomb? Did someone order you to use it and if so why and who ordered you?"

Here, he fidgeted slightly. Ashamed.

?Um...n-no one ordered us. We were trying to...to be enterprising. With the whole Tri-War going on, we wanted to make a great weapon and then be able to sell it to the highest bidder...or all sides if we had to or could. I mean...it?s no Super-Weapon or a-anything, but it would have been useful!?

He looked down to the ground, ?So, was just us.?

Tag: JEDI_TEEGIRLOO

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Sarafur
The Great Nest, Sarafur

The Chiss watched on in horror as Sarafur tossed the twi?lek Jedi to the ground and ordered the Killik Colony to make him one of them.

?No!?

However, despite her brief outburst it was interrupted by another response from the planet turned Killik. A few actually.

"You do not understand us, clearly."

?We?re trying,? the Chiss replied with an almost growl.

"We are Sarafur. We have been Killik for thirty millennia. And now... we awaken - to find that your kind has destroyed us. Now I will return the favour.?

The Jedi was confused and it didn?t have time to think on it further, the last sentence had the woman widening her eyes then quickly turning on her own purple-bladed lightsaber.

Then he was upon her. Just like that. She yelped and quickly spun away from the blade, just barely...some hair was nicked off. But his pincer got her waist, gouging a large line. Blood poured onto the ground of the planet. He saw it. Smelled it. And felt it land upon his true form. Normally, she would be dead already. It would seem, he still needed to get used to his body a bit, though he was just about attuned to it.

Thankfully, the Colony was right there with him though as well. The Chiss Jedi stumbled a bit and whipped her lightsaber around to ward off as many as she could...two Killiks went headless quickly. She used a small Force jettison to push away some others. But right after, her eyes flicked back to Sarafur, knowing he would have another answer for her soon.

Tag: Sinrebirth

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Zeltros
Dance Complex, Zeltros

The man listened to the words of Zeltros quietly, though a smile that wasn?t altogether innocent start slowly forming on his face...partially natural, partially Force induced.

"Oh, I am no Jedi. I am force sen

 

IC as Zeltros

Being gently nudged by what felt like the Force, Zeltros found herself standing by herself on a quiet balcony. It was actually away from all of the partying and more towards the silent areas of the planet, how odd and not a spot she would have preferred, but when it was the Force telling her to come to this location...there was not much way around it. Oh well, I guess even one such as I could use a break every now and then. Just cannot let the others know it. She thought with a chuckle.

After standing for a bit, the Force seemed to impress upon her that she needed to reflect. Reflect what? a small pause, hoping for the impossible where the Force would actually say something to her. And of course, nothing happened. How unpredictable. Really, I am so shocked the Force tells me to do something and yet it does not tell me why or what to reflect on.

As if the Force itself was losing patience, if that was even possible, she felt it press the need to reflect only slighter firmer, just enough for her to notice and quiet down to do what it was asking of her. Though, still a little clueless on what, she closed her eyes as she leaned onto the railing of the balcony and thought back to the events since she woke up. Partying, drinking, some more partying, and of course there were those few Zeltrons that had caught her eye - and by a few, she of course meant those several. A grin came to her face, but then she sobered and now focused her mind on her awakening. And a sigh left her lips.

She was taking too much time to find the other planets. But...what about them? she opened her eyes, looking in the direction where the closest party was taking place, unseen but in hearing range. Deep in her heart, she knew something was happening, obviously, but she couldn't leave the planet again. This was her home...well, it was actually her, but now it was also her home. She paused and then pushed through the details - way too confusing.

Finally, Zeltros came to the decision. "If it is so important, I am more than certain someone will come alert me." She smiled and straightened herself, quite happy with her decision.

Tag: The Force...or someone

 

Vortex
Krinis-Zen, Vortex

As he felt the conditions around him he patiently awaited the audience with the local deciding factor of the Chiss. A most revolting idea in it's entirity and certainly so in the brief factors that it entailed from the past.

Bad memories. Something he dismissed with a slight twitch of his wing flaps, but still a plan had formed in more detail then his people knew.

Since this was himself in question he knew he could likely perform his earlier sonic feat on a grander scale to incompase one of the ene...chiss ships. The deal would be quiet the epitome of simplicity, at least at face value. As with most deals a large amount of small type would likely be added by both sides before the agreement was solidified.

The main points would be that he first: bargain for the decrease of owed funds with the agreement that unpaid funds would go toward the generation of Vors own defense forces that would replace the chiss presence for the most part if not eventually the entirety. In return he would see to the end of the rebellious qualities that some of his people showed toward the chiss.

Second: the Chiss would have to acquess to a much lower percentage of profits immediately and in the long run, perhaps merely eight or nine percent would be the goal range though he would begin by asking much less such as two percent to begin with, once that stage was settled he would then move on to stage three. Although part of him suspected it might be unfavorably ten, fifteen, or nearly twenty percent when all was said and done.

Lastly was that his people were to be left to their own wills and wants and not bothered in any way by their 'guardian chiss'. This was not to say that they would stop paying their do's just that they would be given a freer hand.

Himself as a bargaining chip was going to be easy enough to pull off, he would add his noninterfearance in matter's and his leaving for extended periods of time if both side's agreed to the terms. Also that he would not sway any battle he was involved in against the Chiss by destroying their weapons or ships in the conflict in any 'special' way as he had demonstrated earlier or could demonstrate again with one of the Chiss ships in his atmosphere by giving it a shake. That was his pure sabaac he would hold in reserve to help with any serious sticking points in the negotions.

TAG: Darth Elu

 

Dagobah
Galactic Federation Outpost, Dagobah

After speaking his declaration concerning his weapon, Dagobah proceeded to 'listen and learn' since that was the real purpose fr his visit. As he did so, one of the more noticeable details was the fact that most of the sentients present were of the human species, with the exception of one gotal female.

Despite noticing this, the planet gave the speaker his undivided attention.

The Commander stepped out into view. He had long black hair that ended in a ponytail, unusual for a Military Leader...but evidently not a detractor from his abilities as one.

?We will not, only if you force us to.? The Commander informed the planet concerning the issue of disarming him, to which Dagobah nodded in silent understanding.

"You asked me why am I here?" Dagobah declared pointedly to the Commander. "Well, I came to ask you the same question. What is the meaning of this place, why are YOU here? Your presence on this planet is causing a disturbance in the Force...so you see, this IS indeed....force related business."

The Commander blinked, but the confusion and surprise were momentary. His quick recovery hinted at his agile mind.

?I see...First things first. I am Commander Drelian of this Dagobah Outpost. And you are...Master Naga, correct??

"I, am he." The planet answered simply.

After hearing a confirmation, the Commander motioned and all went at ease.

The Commander recruited four escort guards and ordered everyone else back to their stations, including one Sergeant Drenn. Dagobah withheld a chuckle. He sensed that was not the last he would see of the 'good' Sergeant. If there was one thing he knew, the Force had a 'unique' sense of humor.

The four guards in question became tense and surrounded Dagobah and the Commander, whom looked back at the planet.

?I have a feeling we should talk more in private. Follow me if you please.?

Dagobah paid little attention to the escorts and acknowledged the Commander's words with a solid nod. Silently, he followed. He had very little choice in the matter actually, that is, if he wanted to get to the bottom of his own investigation. The 'prisoner/ infiltrator' tactic was an old and standard procedure for force users across the galaxy. Yes, it was considered 'radical' and 'risky', but it yielded results. 'No risk, no reward' as one StormBringer used to say during their frequent talks so long ago.

The group reached another elevator, where two guard took position at either side of it while they continued downward. How interesting and peculiar. Dagobah once again withheld a chuckle inspired by a thought involving mass entombment.

After a moment, the lift came to a stop. Upon exiting, they marched ahead to a door. The guards looked to the Commander and paused. After a moment?s thought, the Commander nodded in their direction and they took up positions on either side of the door. Finally at ease. A second later, the door whisked open.

Commander Drelian motioned ahead of him into the Office, ?You first.? He said to the planet. Dagobah nodded from within his hood. "As you wish."

Once they had entered, Dagobah heard the door lock behind them. A small smile crossed his shadowed face, but he said nothing. He only made mental notes. Drelian offered Dagobah a seat across his desk, which the planet declined as politely as he could. The Commander smoothly sat down in his chair, leaning back in it, scrutinizing.

?I?m not entirely sure why you?re here to begin with, Naga...if that is indeed your name..."

The Commander took time to speak with the planet and open the channels of communication, as it were.

"I?m guessing you?re pulling a Yoda out here...that?s my guess."

At this, the planet did chuckle out loud. If the man only knew.

Despite this, Dagobah found the following information of great interest to him. Hmmm. Communication relay point as well as observation post. In other words, information gathering. spying.

So, the Galactic Federation set-up a spy outpost on Dagobah to

 

Tatooine
The Great Canyon, Tatooine

Tatooine watched as Joss looked at her with confusion. She understood that he had no clue who she really was, but that didn?t matter to her. Right now she wanted to understand her children?s mischievous ways. Especially since it involved damaging the Great Canyon, which is so much a part of her.

?Sure...I-I?m loyal to y-you. But...Mother..? I?m c-confused, Miss.?

She was at eye level with him, her deep blue eyes stared intently giving a quite intimidating gaze to show that she was not one to cross. She asked him a question and while she waited for his reply she could tell that he was quite nervous. He was fidgeting as if ashamed.

?Um...n-no one ordered us. We were trying to...to be enterprising. With the whole Tri-War going on, we wanted to make a great weapon and then be able to sell it to the highest bidder...or all sides if we had to or could. I mean...it?s no Super-Weapon or a-anything, but it would have been useful!?

He looked down to the ground, ?So, was just us.?

Her deep blue eyes look at him with a gaze of intent. There was a moments pause before she spoke. Her voice was like a whisper but strong enough to capture the feeling of intensity that she felt.

?I have nothing against entrepreneurship, but at the expense of the Great Canyon and not to mention others that were placed in harms way.? She looked over toward Jeet, then turned her head toward Joss once again.

?It was quite foolish of you. This place, this planet is special to me and I will not allow anyone to destroy even a small part of it. I want your word that you will not do this again." Like a mother scolding her child she tried to instill the fear of failure to cooperate within him.

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