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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 1, 2013 9:09:08 GMT -8
Nicademus sat in his chair, listening once more to the words of the High Lord. It was indeed an interesting proposal. A triumphant Imperial victory over the Sith, a sign of waning power and authority for the Dark Side and a rise, once more, for the Imperialists. The Order would fall into the shadows, making it seem that the Imperial Remnant had totally defeated them. However, it would be the wonder if the Jedi and Republic would believe it. In the past, they always believed it once the Sith were totally annihilated, but Nicademus wasn't sure if this generation was the same in thought as the Old Orders.
I believe what you propose is a rather interesting idea. The means to have your order vanish from the public eye as well as showing the Imperials as a champion for good. To have others look away from us as they think they are aware of our noble intentions. To attach the remnants of your fleets to ours would be indeed be a great boon. We have the necessary force to properly defend our holdings, but not to really expand. Only a few fleets are fully operational while others are undergoing refitting at Foerost. On behalf of the Imperial Remnant, we thank you for this generous offer. The Order of the Eye will always be trustworthy allies to the Remnant. I believe it is alright to say that if you need any assistance, you need only ask and we will do our best.
The Head of State pondered once more for awhile, glancing at Xeonon then the sigal ring in his hand before looking at the High Lord.
Tell us, High Lord. Tell us how this scenario will pan out as well as where it shall happen. I am suspecting that your superiors would want it to be a good and convincing show to the universe.
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Post by Dragus on May 1, 2013 10:33:11 GMT -8
"I have no sssuperiorsss; the Order ssservesss me." He quickly retorted. "But yesss, the high council would like to make thisss az believable az posssible. To that end the ssstaged ssscenario ought to look az though the Imperial Remnant intervened during a planetary invasssion by the Sssith. Perhapsss a world in the Deep Core that the Remnant doesss not have complete domain over yet. We attack with the might of the fleet elementz we wish disssposed, then the Remnant arrivesss shortly after, anssswering the world'sss plea for asssissstance. To avoid otherz from ssseeing through the deception, we will not inform our fleet commandersss or forcesss that the attack iz a russse. For obviousss reasssonz that increassses the risssk of fatality and danger, but thessse thingz are unavoidable. Our numberz will be reduced, whereasss yoursss will have the full might of your fleetsss and overwhelming number. It will be a one sssided ssslaughter in the Remnant'sss favor, I asssure you."
It went to show just how cruel and heartless the Sith really were, that they would be willing to sacrifice the lives of thousands of their loyal soldiers, all for the sake of covering their tracks. More so, they were willing to use an entire planet and its inhabitants as pawns in their deception. Many beings would blanch at such a notion. Dragus didn't even give it a second thought. The Order's sacred duty was more important than the lives of men. Famine would have sacrificed a billion or more if he thought it was necessary.
"Thisss one will sssee to it that the Sssith forcesss are properly motivated to fight to the death. We need not worry that any will essscape."
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on May 1, 2013 11:56:31 GMT -8
Letting his head of state speak for him Xeonon listened silently as the idea was hatched and to say he was impressed was an understatement. These mighty warriors were willing to sacrifice men and women who pledged their life to their cause, all to further a goal which at present was not clear. Perhaps it was this group that his vision if that indeed was what it was; would take over the galaxy and oppose the Empire, then again it could have just been a dream. Back to the point however, just as Delvaradus was once a General Xeonon was the one best suited to lead his Knights and he was already coming up with ideas to cripple the Sith. The Knights will participate in this attack.
Looking over at Nica, Xeonon spoke up through the force a bead of sweat forming from the effort. He was unable to form words just pictures and impressions but the question was obvious. Are we going to do this and if so where?
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 1, 2013 18:30:15 GMT -8
A public transport landed after a long clearance process, several people left the transport while lugging personal belongings behind them. One was cloaked in black with a hood over their face, with a suitcase seeming to pull itself behind them. As this person made their way across the platform, they lowered their hood to watch the transport taking off, short(ish) silver hair freed from its fabric prison to rustle in the soft breeze. The woman sighed as the transport entered the upper atmosphere and looked around, wondering when Valstrol would come for her. He had sent her the invitation a few weeks ago, but she had been too busy to reply.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 1, 2013 19:25:46 GMT -8
OOC: Don't know how to multi-quote, so gonna use the @ sign.
@ Dragus and Xeonon
Nicademus glances at Xeonon as he speaks to him through the force before his gaze turns back to the High Lord Famine. The Imperial knew that the Knights would take this chance to increase their own status as defenders of the Remnant and conquerors of the Dark Side. He leans back in his chair, pondering upon the scenario at hand. His mind reviewing the planets they had and the planets that still needed to be secured. After a great long time of thought, his mind came up with the perfect location for this great battle. The Head of State leans forward, tapping his fingers upon a panel. A holoprojector comes up from the floor as the windows are given a layer of shaded glass and the lights dim. Within seconds, the image of the planet Prakith appears.
Prakith, High Lord Famine. The planet of Prakith will be an ideal location for this to happen. A former world of the Sith Empire and the tomb of Darth Andeddu, the Immortal God-King of Prakith. The location is enough of a motivation for an invasion by the Sith, to reclaim such an ancient world of their former Empire and to regain its lost knowledge. And would be an ideal place for this final battle between the Order and the rising Imperial Remnant. Do you not agree on this, High Lord?
@ Tyrana
A very pale man in a rather elaborate purple Imperial outfit that was similar to the uniform of Grand Vizier Sate Pestage. He adjusted his head cap as he walked down the steps with a few Stormtroopers. His black hair had been slicked back and underneath his head cap. His alias was Imperial Adviser Raltharan Rex, but his real name, known to only a few people of the Remnant, was Valstrol Horica, the former Emperor of the Horica Sovereign Empire. He walked down and bowed to Tyrana, offering his a clear smile. His dark and false blue eyes gazing at his wonderful daughter.
I am glad to see you here, Tyrana. I was hoping to introduce you to the Head of State, Nicademus Delvardus IV. Just address him as the Head of State, my dear. And you chose the right dress for the occasion. Many Imperial dignitaries, government officials and military staff are here. As well as members of the Imperial nobility. Come come, let us head inside. The Head of State is currently in a meeting with a dignitary from one of our allies, so we will have to wait near the door of his meeting chamber.
He snaps his fingers a few times as the Stormtroopers bow their heads and step aside. Valstrol then walks up the stairs, escorting Tyrana inside with the Stormtroopers following behind them in a backwards diamond formation.
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 1, 2013 19:42:24 GMT -8
Although he only offered her a bow and a smile Ty was no where near that formal and threw her arms around him
Papa!
She
pulled away guickly and with a flourish her cloak was gone from her
body, gracefully hanging over her suitcase. Ty nodded to one of the
stormtroopers who took her bag as she took her father's arm and looked
around her
This place is beautiful Papa, I can see why you came here... but what's happened to our home? I flew over Alzoc, but got no response, other than a few shots fired at my ship from someone down on the surface. That wasn't you was it!?
Her smile betrayed the mock-seriousness of the accusation
as she looked at Valstrol. But as he spoke of all the important people,
she looked nervously down at her dress, which he would notice mirrored
her old personality and was pretty revealing
Papa, I don't think I should meet these people... I mean... You know... I'm horrible at saying the right things... I pretty much started war on Endor a few months ago just by talking to the little teddy bear things.
She
started to fidgit with her clothes and her hair, clearly uncomfortable
with meeting new people, a complete reverse from her old personality
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Post by Dragus on May 2, 2013 5:50:30 GMT -8
Prakith, an inspired choice. Famine had no real preference as to which world the Order attacked, but he could not fault the head of state's logic. Admittedly he despised Andeddu, for the tales of his necromantic power reminded Dragus too much of his much hated brother Mortale. His own reservations aside, it made perfect sense that the Sith would be interested in such a site of ancient Darkside power. That the Imperial Knights would also be involved in the ploy strengthened his belief that the ruse would be pulled off successfully. Lightside versus Darkside, it was all very melodramatic.
"That iz acceptable. Expect thessse eventz to occur roughly a month from today." IC time, OOC I doubt it will take that long to setup. "Thisss one will sssend you a lissst of the approximate number of shipsss involved. We will fill the comm-relaysss with the desssperate pleasss of Prakith'sss people. It will be clear when the invasssion iz underway."
From what he understood about Prakith, prior to past attempts at Imperial colonization, it was populated by a rather unsophisticated culture. Mostly remnants left over from the days of Andeddu's reign. Until the Imperial forces showed up, no doubt it would be a slaughter of the most brutal proportions. A delightful bit of fun before saying farewell to his most loyal Sith acolytes.
"Unlesss there iz sssomething elssse, I will not infringe on your fessstivitiesss any longer." His forked tongue flickered. "Keep the ring. Should you need to contact uz again, I will know."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 4, 2013 16:26:00 GMT -8
Tyrana Letta-HoricaThe impostor Imperial Official who was Valstrol Horica listened to his daughter as she was escorted into the massive complex that was a part of the many Imperial-funded projects to revitalize the city of New Escrow. He sighed lightly, rubbing the back of his neck. The disguised Sith Lord had learned of the chaos that reigned upon Alzoc III since his sudden departure. Warlordism ruled the planet and the people were enduring the darkest moments of Alzoc's history since the last of the Civil Wars. His eyes glanced at Tyrana as he smiles lightly.Everything will be alright, Tyrana. Just relax and be yourself. You only are going to be meeting the Head of State and members of his personal Cabinet. I will be right beside you the whole time, so you need not worry. Nicademus is aware of you and has a great interest it seems in meeting you.DragusThe Head of State stroked his chin, listening to the words of the High Lord. His eyes glance around the place, noticing and feeling the various gazes of his trusted advisers. Nicademus then waves his hand in a dismissive manner before standing up. He approached Famine and gave him a proper Imperial salute.I believe this is everything we needed to talk about. The Remnant will begin to refit its fleet and expand the number of vessels for this specific scenario. We will do our best to make this a good testing ground for our military as well as a good show for your Order, but also a good performance for all of the galaxy to witness. On behalf of the Imperial Remnant and Aargau, we extend any form of hospitality to you if you and your entourage wish to stay and enjoy a good Empire Day.
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 4, 2013 18:05:38 GMT -8
Ty scoffed softly under her breath and looked at her adoptive father
Need I remind you, papa, that "myself" entails gallons of tihaar and wild, unnattached sex with the first one to offer?
Yet as she looked over to him, he would see the change of the way she carried herself, a hardness in her eyes that hadn't been there the last time they had seen each other
I would be better off just going to the local bar and sitting quietly by myself, drinking away my sorrows like any other poor soul. Besides this... Nicademus, was it? How is he aware of me?
For a brief moment her eyes widened then narrowed suspiciously as she stopped and grabbed his arm softly, looking at her father, speaking in a low tone.
You've been medling haven't you... what did you tell him?
Her whole demeanor seemed to change from nervousness to defeat as she looked down at the ground and smoothed the front of her dress down, before gazing back up at him with a sadness that hadn't been there before
Papa.... what have you said that makes this man so interested in meeting me...?
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Post by Dragus on May 5, 2013 5:39:01 GMT -8
DragusThe Head of State stroked his chin, listening to the words of the High Lord. His eyes glance around the place, noticing and feeling the various gazes of his trusted advisers. Nicademus then waves his hand in a dismissive manner before standing up. He approached Famine and gave him a proper Imperial salute.I believe this is everything we needed to talk about. The Remnant will begin to refit its fleet and expand the number of vessels for this specific scenario. We will do our best to make this a good testing ground for our military as well as a good show for your Order, but also a good performance for all of the galaxy to witness. On behalf of the Imperial Remnant and Aargau, we extend any form of hospitality to you if you and your entourage wish to stay and enjoy a good Empire Day. "Your offer iz appreciated but there iz much to do and I fear it will not get done properly without thiz one there to sssupervissse. Good day, your Excellency." He turned to Xeonon, and bowed again. "Lord Knight." And with his business concluded, the Sith departed the festivities and returned to his ship. The Grimblade took off from the starport a short while later and was last seen streaking into hyperspace. |
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 5, 2013 10:30:56 GMT -8
Ty scoffed softly under her breath and looked at her adoptive father
Need I remind you, papa, that "myself" entails gallons of tihaar and wild, unnattached sex with the first one to offer?
Yet as she looked over to him, he would see the change of the way she carried herself, a hardness in her eyes that hadn't been there the last time they had seen each other
I would be better off just going to the local bar and sitting quietly by myself, drinking away my sorrows like any other poor soul. Besides this... Nicademus, was it? How is he aware of me? For a brief moment her eyes widened then narrowed suspiciously as she stopped and grabbed his arm softly, looking at her father, speaking in a low tone. You've been medling haven't you... what did you tell him?
Her whole demeanor seemed to change from nervousness to defeat as she looked down at the ground and smoothed the front of her dress down, before gazing back up at him with a sadness that hadn't been there before Papa.... what have you said that makes this man so interested in meeting me...? |
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 5, 2013 10:38:32 GMT -8
As the head of state bent to kiss her hand, Ty shot a glare at her father, opening her mind to his
Don't think this is over papa. you're gonna tell me what exactly you've told him!
Turning her gaze back to Nicademus as he straightened himself she offered a reserved smile
The pleasure is mine, your Head of Stateliness.
A blush coated her cheeks and she waved her hands dismissively in front of her, her eyes wide
I mean-! I- and-... you-...
she put her face in her hands in embarassment and sighed, composing herself before looking back up at him
Forgive me, I don't normally speak to... well... normal people
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 5, 2013 11:02:11 GMT -8
As the head of state bent to kiss her hand, Ty shot a glare at her father, opening her mind to his
Don't think this is over papa. you're gonna tell me what exactly you've told him!
Turning her gaze back to Nicademus as he straightened himself she offered a reserved smile
The pleasure is mine, your Head of Stateliness.
A blush coated her cheeks and she waved her hands dismissively in front of her, her eyes wide
I mean-! I- and-... you-...
she put her face in her hands in embarassment and sighed, composing herself before looking back up at him
Forgive me, I don't normally speak to... well... normal people
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 5, 2013 11:16:57 GMT -8
Although it was all in good nature, the laughing caused Ty to become more embarassed, and the redness in her cheeks darkened, once he took her away from the group the blush died down slightly but she kept her gaze to the floor
I am no heiress, I am horrible at politics... I'm not normal...
She bit her lip and gazed over to her father for a moment before looking down at the parade
He adopted me a few years ago, I was welcomed into his family with no protest on their part... I am not worth of such a prestigious title as heiress... but please, if I am to call you by your name, at least call me by what I am known, and that is Tyra. Or Ty if you wish...
Smiling shyly she looked back at him, tilting her head in a way that caused her silver hair to shift and catch the light
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 5, 2013 11:28:35 GMT -8
Although it was all in good nature, the laughing caused Ty to become more embarassed, and the redness in her cheeks darkened, once he took her away from the group the blush died down slightly but she kept her gaze to the floorI am no heiress, I am horrible at politics... I'm not normal... She bit her lip and gazed over to her father for a moment before looking down at the paradeHe adopted me a few years ago, I was welcomed into his family with no protest on their part... I am not worth of such a prestigious title as heiress... but please, if I am to call you by your name, at least call me by what I am known, and that is Tyra. Or Ty if you wish... Smiling shyly she looked back at him, tilting her head in a way that caused her silver hair to shift and catch the light
[/font][/quote] Nicademus sipped his drink quietly, gazing at the parade of the Stormtroopers and various vehicles as people cheered to them and waved the flags of the Empire. His eyes now turned to Tyrana.Nonetheless, your father saw your potential and has witnessed it. That is why he calls you an heiress, Tyra. He believes in you as much as I believe in the rebirth of our forefather's glorious Empire. You not only caught my eye by your beauty, but also by the praise of your father.[/font][/quote] The Head of State calmly gazes at Tyrana as her silver hair catches some light before returning his gaze to the parade. A servant arrives, carrying a tray of various beverages, offering them to Tyrana. |
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 5, 2013 11:34:54 GMT -8
Without thinking, Ty took a glass of tihaar and slammed it back before putting the empty glass on the tray and reaching for another glass. Stopping short, seeing the servants widened eyes she dropped her hands to her side and turned back to the window, a fresh blush playing at her cheeks
I am not beautiful, Master Nicademus. I am merely a tool to be used to the advantage of my master. A weapon to destroy the light as well as any dark that would stand in the way of progress...
It was obvious that she had been told that more times than not and was beginning to believe them, leaving others to wonder what her training had truly involved
And it doesn't matter if he believes in me or not. I will never be a good leader. Again, I am just the tool...
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 5, 2013 19:08:33 GMT -8
Without thinking, Ty took a glass of tihaar and slammed it back before putting the empty glass on the tray and reaching for another glass. Stopping short, seeing the servants widened eyes she dropped her hands to her side and turned back to the window, a fresh blush playing at her cheeksI am not beautiful, Master Nicademus. I am merely a tool to be used to the advantage of my master. A weapon to destroy the light as well as any dark that would stand in the way of progress... It was obvious that she had been told that more times than not and was beginning to believe them, leaving others to wonder what her training had truly involved
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Post by Xeonon Solomon on May 6, 2013 5:07:34 GMT -8
Once Dragus left Xeonon was going to talk to Nica about tactics and shit but instead a beautiful woman walked in. Listening to them talk to each other Xeonon stood on guard on his right. Looking out in the crowd for any possible threats, it may be a day of celebration on a pro Imperial world, but the old Fels though Bastion safe when they were attacked years ago. He is right you know, you are striking. It wasnt much but it was true, looking over at the exiled ruler of the Horica Empire he nodded. It was odd. Xeonon was an Imperial Knight a practitioner of the light and yet despite this he worked alongside more Sith than Jedi or any other lightsider for that matter. Even with the Horicas he had been trained as an Inquisitor someone who would hunt down lightsiders in days gone by, he used his trained for the opposite.
Looking over at Nica he motioned for the ring. The guy said he would know if we needed to contact him mayhaps it needs a force user for him to know. It was a long shot but there was something about the ring that made him want it and crave it. Of course Delvaradus would have no way of knowing or any of the others it was just a weird thingy that he felt.
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Post by Tyrana Letta-Horica on May 6, 2013 18:54:20 GMT -8
Hearing Nicademus speak of her being beautiful again brought another blush to her already reddened cheeks, but the moment the other man, the one standing by Valstrol piped up his opinion, Tyra was overwhelmed. For the briefest moment, Ty made eyecontact with Valstrol, and her eyes hardened as a sneer spread on her lips. This one simple act transforming her face to the mask that her father would recognize as the look she used to wear every day in her persuit of pleasures of the flesh
Well now, give me a few hours and I could show both you boys just how... beautiful I can be
Her tone was harsh, and loud, no longer shy and by no means caring who heard or took part in the conversation. Her entire stance changed as she placed her hands on her hips and took on an demeanor of one skilled in the arts of seduction. Her gaze traveled over the entirety of the crowd and she flashed a dazzling smile before returning her eyes to Nicademus
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 6, 2013 19:05:24 GMT -8
Hearing Nicademus speak of her being beautiful again brought another blush to her already reddened cheeks, but the moment the other man, the one standing by Valstrol piped up his opinion, Tyra was overwhelmed. For the briefest moment, Ty made eyecontact with Valstrol, and her eyes hardened as a sneer spread on her lips. This one simple act transforming her face to the mask that her father would recognize as the look she used to wear every day in her persuit of pleasures of the fleshWell now, give me a few hours and I could show both you boys just how... beautiful I can be Her tone was harsh, and loud, no longer shy and by no means caring who heard or took part in the conversation. Her entire stance changed as she placed her hands on her hips and took on an demeanor of one skilled in the arts of seduction. Her gaze traveled over the entirety of the crowd and she flashed a dazziling smile before returning her eyes to Nicademus |
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