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Post by Whill Shaman Dažbog on May 9, 2013 15:14:41 GMT -8
The Golden Room is the throne room of the palace. It is circular in shape, framed by massive pillars and surrounded above by a catwalk platform that can be accessed by security and those with high clearance to view the proceedings within. Upon entering the large double doors at the peak of the palace, one will be facing the throne on the far end of the room and there is an archway passage to the left that leads to the treasury vault.
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Post by Death Angel on Aug 6, 2013 8:53:44 GMT -8
Excellent. This place has been well kept since my leave.
Angel walked in to see officials scurrying about their business. Kamy's room was still under lockdown, where his corporeal body was still in suspended animation. He walked up and sat on his throne. Spick and span. A Palace Sentinel, obviously new and oblivious, walked up and brandished a yellow saber pike.
Sir, you have no authority to desecrate our Lord Angel's seat with your presence. I must kill you now.
The Sentinel swung his gaff to decapitate Angel, but hit an invisible barrier. He did the same, and this time his pike shorted out from an electrical outburst of the invisible lightning shield, one of Angel's trademark moves.
And you, my friend, have no authority to desecrate the Lord Angel himself with your presence. I must kill you now.
The last thing that Sentinel ever saw was his own pike defying his control and its yellow blade moving at rather unavoidable speeds in a slashing motion at his neck.
Snip.
Now get this blood-spurting thing off of my nice, clean floor in the next thirty seconds or I'll have thirty more headless corpses for the palace scrubs to clean. Twenty-nine. Twenty-eight.
The Golden Room Sentinels panicked as they rushed to dispose for their lives, before they'd be disposed of their lives. "How pathetic", Angel mused, "that while everything is in order, order itself isn't."
After thirty seconds concluded, Angel got off his throne and walked out of the room, beheading the Sentinel that was the slowest.
Now clean that mess up, he said in the distance as he walked out. There needs to be some modicum of authoritative respect in this place too.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Jul 26, 2016 23:02:55 GMT -8
Larissa glided soundlessly around the catwalks above the Golden Room. Her bare feet hidden by the many skirts of her burgundy and black ballgown. She sensed the fear of the Council as she paced. A presence had tugged at her sub conscience, causing her entrance into the Golden Room. But the worry of the Councillors had clouded her mind as the enemy fleet above the planet had sent ships to the city. As the Councillors and assorted guards and staff scurried about there were troopers entering the Palace. As she walked, the presence that had peaked her interest earlier became clear and she smiled. She had not expected it to be Viox, but she was happy that it was. Her plans could be put into action far sooner than she had hoped. If Viox wanted to take the planet for himself, she was only too happy to help. She descended slowly from the catwalk, running a finger lightly over one of her lightsabers hidden in the many layers of her dress.
The appearance of Viox Savage on Iridonia had jumpstarted Larissa's plans. But the planet would be better off without half of its eight Councillors. Councillors Jamieson and Brach were Human and disposable. Their ramblings had done nothing for the citizens of Iridonia. Two of the Zabrak Councillors, Osmond and Merle, were just as bad as the Humans in Larissa's eyes. They only thought of their own pockets. The final four Zabrak Councillors were Larissa's favourites. Councillors Fitzwilliam, Danvier, Season and Amsel (the only female on the council) had been trying for the last several months to convince the others that they needed a better government. Whether it be another Emperor, or an organized civilian government.
"Lady Larissa, the enemy has broken through our defences in the Hangar Bay. A group has entered the Grand Halls. We cannot hope to stand against them."
Larissa tried not to smile as she addressed the Councillors.
"Send the servants away. They won't be harmed by the invaders. The guards can hold a defensive barrier in front of the doors. We can barricade the doors to the Golden Room and keep ourselves safe in here. We're safest together".
"Yes, I see the logic in that. Alright everyone, you heard her."
As the guards and servants nearly tripped over themselves to get out of the room, Larissa walked the perimeter, ushering those that lagged behind out of the room, and the wayward Councillors closer to the throne. Nothing was going to stand in her way. As the doors banged shut and the locks shot home, Larissa finally smiled. Everything was going according to plan. Only the eight Councillors and herself were in the room. She walked over to the throne and ran a finger along the arm. It would be hers soon enough.
"Now what do we do?"
"Now we wait. Pour yourself a drink. Enjoy your last hour in this world. The enemy in your Palace will not stop. So, either you bow down, or you die. Your choice."
Larissa poured herself a goblet of wine and surveyed the Councillors as her words sunk in. As their fear grew, so did her smile.
"Perhaps I should explain. The man who is overtaking the Palace is known to me. I regard him very highly. Make no mistake, he will be merciless. Any of you who prove to be unhelpful, will die. And if any of you make a single move toward the door, I will kill you myself."
Larissa reached into the recesses of her skirt and pulled out her crimson lightsaber. She ignited the blade and spun it casually in her left hand. The councillors all froze at the sight of the blade. The use of such a weapon marked her as a Force sensitive, which none of them had been aware of before that moment, as she had been masking her abilities since her arrival. Councillor Osmond shifted uneasily, turning himself toward the door. Larissa spun her saber, pointing it at Osmond's face.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Jul 28, 2016 19:04:30 GMT -8
Councillor Osmond froze, his terror evident in his eyes.
"I give you two options, Councillor Osmond. The first being that you move in that direction again and I cut you down. The second, is that you and your fellow Councillors stand beside the throne as I take a seat. What will it be?"
"So either I live under tyrannical rule or I die."
The anger in Osmond's speech made Larissa laugh.
"The planet is better of with me being one of it's leaders than it is with you sitting on the Council. But, if you would rather die, it can be arranged. I'll even give you a head start."
Larissa lowered her blade and sunk into a low bow.
"Your move Councillor."
Councillor Osmond turned and sprinted toward the door. Larissa smiled and called on the Force. She jumped from her crouched position and landed in a graceful rustle of skirts in front of Councillor Osmond. The Councillor had a split second to register Larissa's presence before she spun her lightsaber in her hand and cut off his head. As his body crumpled to the ground Larissa was already moving toward her next target. The Humans, Councillors Jamieson and Brach, had seemed to think that charging around the room in different directions would guarantee at least one of them their lives. Foolish men. Larissa spun toward Brach, who was coming up on her left. She called the Force around her again and jumped , flipping herself over Brach's head. She brought down her left hand, her saber cutting neatly through the Councillor's body. As she landed she turned toward Jamieson, who had just drawn even with the door. She ran lightly across the floor, her bare feet silent on the cold marble. Jamieson looked over his shoulder in time to see Larissa's lightsaber before it passed through his eye. She flicked her wrist up, slicing through the Councillor's brain. The sound of his fall was lost in the rustle of Larissa skirts as she move toward the throne. The remaining five Councillors had clustered there, cowering. Councillor Merle sunk heavily onto the throne. Larissa's eyes flashed as she leapt at him. She grabbed him by the throat and threw him off of the throne. She spun gracefully and cut him cleanly in two. His body landed with a hollow thud as Larissa took her seat on the throne. The entire scene had taken place in the space of two minutes.
"That's better. Much less clutter. You can all sit, you know. Nothing will happen to the four of you."
The final four Councillors took their seats quickly. Councillors Amsel and Danvier were on her right, while Season and Fitzwilliam took the seats to her left. Larissa lounged comfortably on the throne, her crimes lightsaber still ignited in her left hand. She spun it casually as she listened for sounds of fighting outside. It was only a matter of time until Viox made it to the Golden Room. She was eager to see his reaction...
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Post by Viox Savage on Jul 28, 2016 20:08:35 GMT -8
The doors parted and he strode out, lightsaber hilt in hand once more. Several guards, undoubtedly from the Throne Room, were there to greet him. He twirled the hilt in his left hand and activated the blades with a sinister grin. Several blaster shots rang out, but he effortlessly deflected them away. He then charged forward and impaled the first guard. As he held the guard on the end of his blade, he reached out with the Force and hoisted another one off his feel, throwing him in to the sealed doors of the Throne Rome, hard. A satisfying crunch could be heard. As the guard slumped to the floor, Savage withdrew his blade from the other guard, kicked him over with his booted foot, spun around and grabbed the next guard charging at him by the throat with his left hand. He spun the lightsaber in his right, deflecting a few stray blaster shots as he tightened his grip on the guard's throat. As the guards eyes began to bulge and his face turned a deep purple, Savage closed his fist with a satisfying wet squelching noise. He had just crushed the guards throat with his mechanical hand. As he tossed the limp body away, he turned to face the last two guards, who looked horrified. Grinning again, Savage charged forward, slicing out at the one guard, catching him in the abdomen. The guard slid apart and fell to the floor. The last guard turned to flee as he jumped forward and swung his saber, neatly slicing the head off of the guard as a loud click and hydraulic hiss could be heard. The doors to the Golden Room were opening. He turned to face the room, lightsaber hilt clutched in his now bloodied left hand. He was breathing heavily as sweat beaded on his brow. As the doors parted, he was completely taken aback by what he saw in the room...
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Post by Larissa Novax on Jul 29, 2016 20:09:46 GMT -8
Larissa sat quietly on the throne, listening for the sounds of fighting outside the doors. She smiled as the noises reached her.
"Danvier, Season, open the doors."
The two Councillors walked swiftly across the floor, dodging body parts as they made their way to the doors. As the bolts drew back and the doors began to open the two Zabraks took up positions on either side of the doors. Larissa continued to lounge on the throne, casually twirling her lightsaber in her left hand. When the doors parted she saw Viox, breathing heavily from his fight.
"Hello darling. Welcome home."
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Post by Viox Savage on Jul 29, 2016 20:41:03 GMT -8
Savage's eyes darted side to side, taking in the scene before him. Normally above such things, his jaw dropped when he saw Larissa lounging on the throne, several bodies strewn about. Taking it all in, Savage pieced together that those scattered about on the floor had opposed her. Those still standing were loyal. Larissa wasn't one to pussyfoot around things like that. Which was one of the things he loved about her. Questions were bubbling forth in his mind. Emotions that were normally repressed came flooding back in. As much as he wanted to drop his guard and question her, they would have to wait. He came here with a job to do, and seeing as how it was already done, that made things easier. He deactivated his lightsaber, extinguishing the orange beams, and clipped the hilt to his belt on the left side. He strode towards the throne, taking note of the four other Zabraks in the room. He stepped over various body parts as he walked. Heavy boots clicking on the highly polished marble floor. Aside from his own hearts beating in his ear, the room was silent save for the humming from Larissa's crimson saber. He stopped before the throne, looking Larissa dead in the eyes. He spoke, his whisper quiet tone somehow filling the room for all to hear.
"Officially, my occupation here is to enforce the First Order's will. But I have my own reasons as well. Iridonia is now under the control of Clan Savage. Anyone to oppose MY new regime will be branded a traitor and executed in the central plaza." He paused for a few moments, breaking his eye contact with Larissa to look around to room. "I assume you had a hand in this?"
His eyes glimmered mischievously as he glanced back up at her. He knew she had done it. But he wanted to hear her voice again. It had been far too long since he had last heard it. And with the way things had happened since then, he thought he'd never get the chance to hear it again.
Now that his adrenaline was wearing off, the burns on his shoulder were beginning to make themselves known. But his work wasn't done. Once he was finished here, he needed to ensure all of Malidris was secured by his forces and that anyone opposed to it was dragged out into the light and made an example of.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Jul 29, 2016 21:16:35 GMT -8
Viox's demeanour was what Larissa had expected. He was haughty, as always. But that fleeting look of astonishment when he entered the room had made her heart soar.
"The pieces you see strewn about were useless men. They needed to die for Iridonia's sake. The final four are loyal to me, and I am loyal to you, as always."
She deactivated her lightsaber and stood, stowing it away for the moment. She smoothed the skirt and took a step toward him.
"So you're with the First Order? Not surprising, really. You did always like power. But after all this time, you may have changed. You left me behind easy enough." Her eyes flashed angrily. She took a calming breath and continued. "But we can circle back to that later. It must have been a shock, to see me here. I knew you were alive, of course."
Larissa eyed Viox coldly. As much as she loved him, she wanted nothing more than to hit him for what he had put her through. But instead she slipped back into her diplomatic persona and moved on to business.
"Is there anything else you need in the Dark Diamond Palace? What other parts of the city have you hit? Is it just Malidris you're focusing on? The Sith Academy would be a good target, if you haven't planned that far yet."
She looked at him calmly and forced a smile.
"And if we could move this along it would be most appreciated. I would like to change, and there is someone waiting for me in my quarters that I would like to get back to as soon as possible."
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Post by Viox Savage on Aug 14, 2016 15:53:05 GMT -8
Savage watched Larissa carefully.
He had come much too far in his quest for power to allow his guard to be dropped around her, especially after all that had transpired since the fall of his father's empire. He was wary of her presence. It was an oddity, to be sure, finding her here after all these years, of all the places she could have went to. But she chose to come here. An interesting turn of events, but some thing he would delve into at a later time, when they had more privacy.
He watched Larissa rise from the throne. And then she spat barbed words at him. Inwardly he flinched, not being accustomed to such things, especially from her.
She resented him. It was a clear as day. But clearly, she wasn't completely informed. When he left Rhommamool after the final battle against his father, it wasn't willingly. He had been rendered near dead until such a time that he arrived in Kuat's orbit on the doorstep of Lord Sinistra's Galactic Empire. And Rampant had no records of what had happened after they had left. All ties with his father's former empire had been severed. Many had been assumed dead. Among the dead listed was Larissa. And that is what fueled his desire to become the living entity of the dark side. He wished to become more powerful than any Sith had ever even fathomed. But there would be time for that later. Right now he had a planet that needed pacifying.
His yellow eyes took all of her appearance in, still in disbelief. He did, however, maintain his air of authority.
"There is much that still needs to be done. With the pacification of the government, the planet should begin to fall in line. Malidris was my main focus. With the main seat of Iridonian power secured, the rest of the planet will fall into step shortly."
Savage continued to eye Larissa. At her last statement, his curiosity was peaked.
Someone was waiting for her in her quarters? The Larissa he knew would never have moved on to someone else, especially knowing he was still alive. As much as he wanted to know, he decided against asking and issued orders.
"I want the entirety of the Palace secured within the hour. All dissidents are to be rounded up and executed. Once the palace is secured, I want a planet wide announcement made, stating the First Order's acquisition of the planet as well as Clan Savage's backing and support of this movement. Made it known to the people that the time for suffering under the oppression of the failed Iridonian Empire is over. The First Order will usher in a new era of order and prosperity that Iridonia hasn't seen in centuries."
Savage glanced around the room, taking in the faces of the remaining loyal Zabraks. His eyes paused upon finding Larissa's pale face.
"Do what you must to ensure the announcement will be made on time. I have to return to my ship and report to Imperial Strategic Command. I will return in time for the announcement."
And with that, Savage spun on his heel and strode out of the Throne Room, heading towards the main turbolifts that would take him back down to the ground floor.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Aug 14, 2016 17:31:44 GMT -8
Larissa glared at Viox's retreating figure. As he entered the turbo lift she turned back to the assembled Zabraks.
"See that everything is arranged as Lord Savage requested. And have this room cleaned up. I'll be in my quarters if I'm needed. You can tell Lord Savage where to find me if he needs to."
Larissa walked purposefully out of the Golden Room. Her quarters were nearby, as were those of many on the Council. She quickly unlocked her door and slipped inside. She was greeted by Gemma, her lady in waiting.
"Milady, it is good to see you. I heard such noise. I thought the Palace was under attack."
"It is. Lord Viox Savage, my former lover, is here taking the planet for the First Order. There is much that needs to be done, but I need to change first. Draw me a bath."
She made her way to the bedroom, moving quietly to check on the sleeping form on the bed. The soft sounds of of her companion's breathing made Larissa smile. They always looked so innocent in sleep. If only they staid that way. She sighed and walked out of the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind her. She noted blood on the hem of her dress and angrily got out of the now ruined gown. It had been one of her favourites. She stepped into the bath Gemma had prepared and relaxed.
"If anyone wants to see me, tell them I am indisposed. If it is Lord Savage, I will meet with him in the sitting area. Until I am needed, I would like to be left alone. Stay in the front room unless I call for you."
Gemma curtsied and closed the doors.
Larissa thought over what had just transpired. The look on Viox's face when he entered the Golden Room still made her smile. The shock and awe in his eyes as he took it all in. And when she mentioned having someone waiting in her quarters, the jealousy that flickered there gave her chills of a second. She had never been one to stray, and she had known that he was still alive. It would only be a matter of time before he demanded to know what she had done since the Fall, and who was currently sleeping in her bed. But all that would have to wait for a time. There was much to be done, and she had played her part brilliantly so far. All that was left was for her to wait.
**continued in Dark Diamond Palace thread*
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Post by Viox Savage on Aug 27, 2016 20:58:21 GMT -8
Upon his arrival to the Throne Room once more, Savage noted the immaculate condition of the place. The marble sparkled. No trace of bloodshed or violence could be seen.
It was a show of pride. His people took pride in their appearances. Which suited him just fine, because as of this moment, the Dark Diamond Palace was perfectly set of the eventual arrival of Supreme Commander Delvardus. Knowing the pomp Imperial would like to see the splendor Iridonia had to offer, he would most likely be impressed. But for now, he needed to deal with the issues at hand. And that was the faltering resistance that was still pushing back against the First Order's supremacy.
Councillors Amsel, Danvier, Season and Fitzwilliam eagerly greeted him and began discussing the public address that was about to take place within the next hour. Savage lifted a gloved hand, signalling them to be silent.
Dressed in the neatly pressed black zeyd cloth Imperial High Admiral's uniform, Savage was, at that moment, the perfect visage of the Imperial First Order. His rank and code cylinders were placed neatly on the left side of his chest. A brilliant red sash ran from his right shoulder down to his left hip, then curled back up and around his back. The sash sported the First Order's insignia at the top, along with several campaign ribbons and service medals. His shoulders bore a gold braided epaulet, meant to show the wealth and power the First Order possessed.
Savage cleared his throat and spoke.
"Prepare the holo for my public address. Ensure that the entirety of Malidris will hear it. I also want it transmitted to all the ships under my command. If any other places on the planet are capable of receiving the address, make sure that they do."
The Councillors herded around him and acknowledged him as he spoke. Before they could pester him with more questions, Savage silenced them once more.
"I am not a diplomat. I am not a bureaucrat. I do not have the patience for such things. I am purely the leader. And that is all the public needs to know. The inner workings of our new government will function much as it has before, aside from anything Lady Novax wishes to change. She will be my eyes and ears while I am away."
Savage paused and glanced around, eyes darting across the room. And a quick extension of his senses confirmed that Larissa was absent from the gathering. He scowled and interrupted the Councillors as they prattled on.
"Where is Lady Novax?"
All of the Councillors shrugged, looking somewhat frightened at speaking up. A twinge of annoyance crossed over him as his frustration began to seethe. Before it turned to anger, a servant spoke up. The servant bowed upon approaching him.
"Mi'lord, begging your pardons. But Mistress Novax has retired to her quarters in preparation of the upcoming public announcement. She left specific instructions to not be disturbed."
Savage sized up the servant. Sneering, he formed a vise with the index finger and thumb on his right hand. The servant dropped the tray, which clattered noisily to the marble floor.
"I care not for your little life. Take me to her chambers!"
Holding the struggling servant for a few moments longer, he release the servant, who fell to the floor in a heap, gasping. Savage inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly through his nose. He smoothed the edges of his uniform and ensured his appearance was still immaculate. The terrified servant, still gasping and rubbing around their neck, rose quickly and motioned for Savage to follow. Savage fell into step behind the servant, drawing ever closer to Larissa's chambers.
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Post by Viox Savage on Aug 28, 2016 18:57:26 GMT -8
The reunited duo entered the Golden Room together. Savage, attired in his pristine High Admiral Uniform, Larissa, in an elegant gown. Savage waved off the servants scrambling to ensure his appearance was perfect for the announcement. With one last glance at Larissa, Savage stepped on to the holo-projector. It warmed as he stepped onto it. Once the tech nodded to him, he cleared his throat.
"Citizens of Iridonia, hear me! I am Viox Savage, of both Clan Savage and the First Order. I come to you as your new leader. Too long have the Iridonian people been ignored! Too long have we been exploited! Too long have we been repressed! I came here on peaceful terms to speak with your government in hope to create a new era of prosperity for Iridonia and her people. Unfortunately there were those in your government that decided to resort to violence. I come to you this day as your new Sith'ari, not as your conqueror. Unite under the First Order and Clan Savage and we will prosper! Together we will make Iridonia great again! You deserve leaders who look out for your best interests, not leaders that abandon you to your own devices! I come to you with those offers. No longer will you be defenseless! No longer will you remain unheard! And no longer will we be exploited! I am the new wave of change! Lay down your arms and rejoice, for I am your savior! Neither the First Order or Clan Savage wishes to see any more blood shed due to ignorance! Malidris had currently accepted this new way of life! I do not wish more death upon my people, but I WILL stand against those who wish to see our way of life threatened. Rejoice and prosper or revolt and die! In twelve hours time, Malidris will be secured and campaigns against resistance fighters in Wortan and the Sith Academy will begin. And I will not stop until Iridonia is completely under the rule of Clan Savage!"
And with that, Savage stepped off of the transmitter. The room was silent for a few moments. He scanned the room and it erupted with cheers. As people crowded around, cheering and chanting 'Savage', Savage himself, peered through the crowd, finding Larissa's eyes. He locked his gaze with hers and grinned malevolently. It was all coming together, just as he had intended.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Sept 6, 2016 20:00:46 GMT -8
Larissa smiled as Viox waved away the servants and stepped onto the holo-projector. He delivered his speech confidently and commandingly. Larissa saw in those few minutes the man she fell in love with all those years ago. The cheers that echoed around the room following Viox's speech were near deafening. She locked eyes with him as he scanned the crowd. The grin he gave her was slightly unsettling, but he had just attempted to bring an entire planet under his own rule. And, from the sounds in the Golden Room and what Larissa could hear down below, he might not run up against too much opposition. She smiled back at him and moved through the crowd. She reached his side and reached for his hand.
"A fine speech. You catered to the dissident rather well. You should be proud. I am."
She turned to those in the room and held up a hand for silence.
"As you know this is only the first step. We must meet with the Council to discuss the current state of the planet. All unnecessary personnel are excused."
Larissa suppressed a smile as the servants scurried around, setting the table for Council. She noted that a small spread of fruits, cheese and crackers were set in front of Viox's seat at the head of the table. As the council was now half of its original size, it could be easily reached by all, but the intent that it was first and foremost for Viox made Larissa proud of the staff. They learned quickly.
"Shall we sit?"
Larissa took her seat to the right of Viox. The others filed in, notably leaving the seat to the left of Viox empty. He would have to appoint that position himself.
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 7, 2016 14:33:17 GMT -8
Savage made his way to his seat and sat down. As he did so, so did everyone else. Once everyone was seated, he turned to Larissa."You've been here long enough to know the situation well enough. Update me on the political scene on Iridonia. I need to be well informed in order to make a decision on who goes where and does what."While normally above eating during such meetings, he summoned over three pieces of Jogan Fruit over to his plate and began to eat while we waited for updates. If he was to control Iridonia as his own, with the First Order acting as the legitimate owner, he needed to make sure his people were taken care of. Otherwise he would be doomed to failure.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Sept 7, 2016 18:02:15 GMT -8
Larissa place a piece of Groat cheese on a Gamorrean snack cracker and nibbled on it before speaking.
"There has been no leader on Iridonia for far too long. The Council has done what it can to keep everything running, but it's been far from smooth. Those you see at this table have done everything possible to keep the planet from tearing itself apart. Trade has, thankfully, continued. But the actual running of the planet politically has been at an almost stand still for the last several years."
Larissa paused for thought, eating her cracker and cheese.
"She is right, Milord. The people have grown restless. The absence of a true leader has caused chaos in many of the poorer neighbourhoods. Crime runs rampant through these places. There is no one person who upholds the law. If I may be so bold, I think we need to reinstate public hearings. And allow some of the citizens to bring grievances directly to the Council."
Amsel was right. The law enforcement agencies had grown lazy. The major crimes were dealt with, but small thefts and non lethal beatings seemed to slip through the cracks.
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 7, 2016 20:18:24 GMT -8
Savage ate his pieces of fruit while he listened carefully to Larissa and Councillor Amsel.
The leader aspect was already taken care of. He was already intending to fill that position himself. But the High Council needed to be replenished with new members that supported a better Iridonia.
He finished chewing the fruit and swallowed. He cleared his throat and spoke.
"The absence of a strong ruling figure has been filled. I fully intend to take the position. I have decided to pull the position of Emperor and replace it the the position of Sith'ari. Essentially it crowns myself as King of the planet. As for the vacancies on the High Council, I have several powerful figureheads to step in, temporarily. I will pull them from the ranks of my fleet for the time being. I want elections to fill the vacancies as soon as the dust has settled from the invasion. Larissa, you will handle that. You have ingratiated yourself into the inner workings here for some time. I feel you will be best suited to make the screening process and final selection of candidates appropriately. You will retain your seat on the Council, however, it will now become public. Amsel, proceed with your proposition. I am here to help our people, not oppress them. Now, are there any more suggestions before I take my leave?"
Savage peered around the table, watching and waiting to see if anyone else had any suggestions. If there were none, he would take his leave. The rest of Malidris needed to be secured and campaigns needed to be started in liberating Wortan and the Sith Academy.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Sept 19, 2016 19:14:52 GMT -8
Larissa smiled as Viox made his speech. This was going rather well at present.
"We need a Justice Minister to oversee the running of our law enforcers. I think Amsel would be a good candidate. She is patient enough to deal with public hearings, yet scary enough to keep the enforcers in line."
"Seconded."
"We can begin preparations immediately. The leaders of each squad will be brought to the Palace and informed of the changes. We need to be swift and unyielding when dealing with them."
She reached for another cracker and took a quick bite before turning to Viox.
"I think that's all for now. If you need me to assist with Wortan or the Sith Academy, let me know. I have contacts within the Academy."
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 19, 2016 19:38:44 GMT -8
Savage listened as everything proceeded. Everyone was open to suggestions and able to agree to the terms. If running the government of this planet was going to be as smooth as this discussion, then everything would be a lot easier then he anticipated.
"Excellent. We are in agreement then. Councilor Amsel is no more. Your new role will be Minister of Justice. I have similar ideas as well, for other positions. For example, we will need an Army Minister, Armada Minister, Minister of Intelligence and an Acquisitions Minister. Those can be decided upon at a later date, however. And then there will be the Dark Council. The purpose of this is to have a Council between myself as Sith'ari and the Ministers. The Dark Council will consist of four members including Larissa. They will be my eyes and ears for everything going on. They will also act a mediators if there is ever a disagreement between myself or the Ministers. But again, that will be decided once the entire planet has been pacified and everything calms down. As for moving on Wortan and the Sith Academy, those campaigns will be beginning shortly. Once the orbital engagement has been finished, I will assign Grand Admiral Bennette to the Sith Academy campaign and Fleet Admiral Harper to the Wortan campaign. They will provide air support as well as supply the ground forces for the pacification of the people. I will personally brief them on their assignments. Larissa, I would like it if you were to head up the Academy campaign. But I would also like to assign you a recently acquired...asset."
Savage glanced in Larissa's direction, smirking slightly. He of course, was referring to the young Force user he had fought against in the Grand Halls. By now, his surgeries would be complete and he would be awaiting interrogation from him. If he proved valuable enough in the Academy campaign, then perhaps he would keep the boy around. After all, simply slaughtering the enemy wasn't the only form of entertainment he enjoyed. There was something about converting them, making them see his way of thinking, that was just as satisfying as slicing them open with a lightsaber. Savage waited for Larissa's response and that of any of the Councillors before he would take his leave.
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Post by Larissa Novax on Sept 19, 2016 19:58:22 GMT -8
Larissa listened to Viox as he listed off their duties. She would be heading to the Academy, after all. Hopefully not immediately, as she had Lysandra to think about and Amsel would need her help setting up the Ministry of Justice.
"How soon will I have to leave? I would like to help Amsel set up the Ministry of Justice first. And my other considerations."
She frowned slightly at Viox's last statement.
"And who, exactly, is this "asset"? If you saddle me with someone undesirable, it will be dealt with swiftly. Just stating the fact."
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 19, 2016 20:08:22 GMT -8
Savage watched Larissa's reaction. Definitely not how she used to take assignments, but it was to be expected. And she did have their daughter to think about as well, so it was understandable.
"I will get a status update from the fleet and coordinate with Bennette and Harper, but within the next few hours. As for the asset, I am sure you will find him most intriguing. A young Force user that attacked me after I slew his master. The boy has potential and he yielded to me after he was defeated. I intend to see how he operates in the field. If he is successful, I will place him at the Academy. If he fails me, I will leave him for you to deal with. Now, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
Savage waited to see if there was anything else before he excused himself from the table and left to deal with the rest of the First Order occupation.
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