Seth Gentry
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Post by Seth Gentry on Nov 24, 2017 14:52:34 GMT -8
The Sentinel-class landing craft, "Calm Before the Storm" touched down. Fresh plasma scaring was telling of a narrow escape from an otherwise successful mission. The ramp lowered slowly and down it came a number of Scout troopers. At their lead was Seth Gentry, his helmet tucked under his left arm, while his right arm waved over some technicians. Informing them of the repairs needed for his shuttle, and the bikes loaded on it, as he walked briskly toward the entrance to ImpCom. Seth had a lot of paper work to do, which he saw little point in since most of the contents were redacted only days later. But it was his job, and he loved his job.
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
Blackguard Imperium
I do not require glory; only results for my Emperor.
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Nov 30, 2017 15:38:27 GMT -8
The X-70b Prototype set down on one of the landing pads. As soon as the ramp had lowered, Vlusu strode out of the ship along with two guards and Artemis. They quickly entered ImpCom.
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Viox Savage
Blackguard Imperium
"You want the same as me. My redemption, eternal ascension. Setting me free."
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Post by Viox Savage on Dec 10, 2017 14:50:02 GMT -8
The shuttle that was carrying the current High Admiral, Viox Savage, and the soon to be appointed High Admiral, Harlan Petrovsky, touched down at the landing platforms. Rising from his seat, the cloaked Sith Lord strode out of the shuttle, followed by Petrovsky. Despite the size of Imperial Strategic Command, it would only take the duo several minutes to get to the Supreme Commander's Office...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 28, 2017 16:41:31 GMT -8
The Trajan set down on the landing pad, and opened the boarding ramp. Standing on the ramp was Cicero, along with a company of Death Troopers. He wasted no time in striding up the landing pad and entering the complex.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 23:19:09 GMT -8
Cicero and his men boarded their shuttle and raced off into the atmosphere.
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Tasot
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Post by Tasot on Jul 14, 2018 14:12:55 GMT -8
No sooner than when the boarding ramp was down, had Mrot’asot’nuruodo disembarked alongside a single IG-1000 Magnaguard. The robot was simply there until someone’s came out to receive them. As he stood waiting, a small gust of snow caught his attention. Apparently a snowstorm (albeit a small one) was brewing in this part of the planet. It was of no concern to Tasot. It, in fact, made him feel quite at home as he stood, readying himself to meet with the man who was apparently related in some capacity to the Emperor.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 14, 2018 14:24:03 GMT -8
A squad of stormtroopers was seen approaching the transport of Mrort'asot'nuruodo, led by a male with brilliant orange hair and wearing a black First Order Officer's uniform. The emblems on his chest indicated his privileged and earned rank of Field Marshal. Baltasar Delvardus was the younger brother of the Emperor and the youngest child of the Delvardus family, fathered by Cyrus. He was also the younger brother of the First Commissar, a high ranking official within the First Order. He approaches where the Chiss stood, the Stormtroopers forming a wide crescent guard behind him as he approached Tasot.
His Imperial Majesty welcomes you to the capital, Tasot of the Chiss. Though he wonders what is so important that you wished to speak with someone from High Command. He has done much for the Chiss and this is the first time, in a long time, that such a request has been made.
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Tasot
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Post by Tasot on Jul 14, 2018 16:36:00 GMT -8
Tasot stood at attention while the Major addressed him. It was a force of habit when senior military staff were addressing you. Part of him was surprised that a man of the military would color his hair such a shade of orange, but he supposed that he should not question him. Chiss were a more mature people after all.
“Indeed. We have evidence of a major incident in the works on Csilla that needs to be dealt with. Myself, along with the Aristocras, are putting forward a plan to deal with this in the quickest, most efficient way possible. We are hoping to secure the cooperation of the First Order in this matter.”
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jul 14, 2018 16:46:52 GMT -8
Baltasar's eyebrow goes up slightly. A major incident in Chiss Space?
Follow me then.
He gestures to Tasot and heads back towards the interior of the Imperial Strategic Command complex.
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Tasot
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Post by Tasot on Jul 14, 2018 17:02:34 GMT -8
Tasot followed him, gesturing for his magnaguard to stay behind. He could read the man’s expressions thanks to the fact that the Chiss see in infrared as well as regular spectrums of light, and unless he had somehow trained himself to hide even subdermal changes in heat, he was telling the truth, and was more concerned with the maintaining of the integrity of Chiss space. In addition, it would serve to set him and others in the base at ease, if nothing else.
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Shel Hu
The First Order
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Post by Shel Hu on May 7, 2019 14:58:18 GMT -8
The Lambda class shuttle that had departed from Dubrillion arrives after word had been given of it's passengers to the air traffic controllers. Shel disembarked followed by her following of 10 Shadow troopers, 10 other officers (mostly navigations and aides to Chief Blant), and Blant himself with a large number of data pads. Now for the first time, in her red and black, could it be seen that Shel was in fact a Miraluka. She could not hide her sadness and disappointment about what she had returned to in this galaxy. The woman stood and waited for those who would escort her and her party to the person she had come to meet.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 7, 2019 15:31:36 GMT -8
From the main entryway onto the landing platform, ten Stormtroopers in the upgrade phase from those of the Stormtroopers under Shel's command, appeared, escorting an individual in a high-ranking military outfit. Field Marshal Baltasar Delvardus was one of the closest advisers to the Emperor. Not because he was his younger brother, but because of his status among the armed forces. He approaches Admiral Hu, halting with a respectful distance between him and the visitor.
His Majesty has been made aware of your arrival, Admiral. He is ready to meet you in his office.
He gestures for her to follow him.
You may come alone to meet him.
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Shel Hu
The First Order
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Post by Shel Hu on May 7, 2019 16:02:55 GMT -8
Nodding to the man, she could 'see' the gray auras of each of the eleven individuals who arrived to escort her. However she was a little apprehensive about going in alone. But she held out a hand and Blant passed her one of his many data pads. Shel also motioned to her Shadow troopers to stand down, that she did not foresee any harm. After all, the fleet that they had first encountered would have likely been more than enough to to put an end to her fleet if this man truly wanted her dead. Stepping foreword she followed the officer. On their way she did speak, softly though, once more a little unsure of her new situation.
=Shel=
Forgive me, but what is your rank and name? She gestured to her eye cover, I can not distinguish your insignia. Though the way you carry yourself, I can see you rank very highly.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 7, 2019 16:48:50 GMT -8
Baltasar pauses in his stride when Admiral Hu speaks to him once more. He looks at her eye cover for a moment before turning fully.
=Field Marshal Baltasar Delvardus=
I am Baltasar Delvardus, Field Marshal of the First Order's Armed Forces and the younger brother of the Emperor.
Since she couldn't physically see anything, the Imperial turns to one of the Stormtroopers.
=Field Marshal Baltasar Delvardus=
Trooper, remove your helmet and let our guest feel it. After all, she has been gone long and does not know of the evolution of our soldiers.
A clicking was heard as the Stormtrooper removed his helmet and marched over to the Admiral. She would soon feel the helmet being placed within her hands before the Stormtrooper steps back, keeping at attention. After a moment, the Field Marshal speaks up.
=Field Marshal Baltasar Delvardus=
As you will soon learn, Admiral, the First Order is the pinnacle of Imperial power and progression not since seen in many decades.
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Shel Hu
The First Order
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Post by Shel Hu on May 7, 2019 18:00:14 GMT -8
Feeling the differences in the helmet, but also the similarities. This seemed to ease Shel's mind, as it showed her that this was in fact a successor state to her Empire. A small smile crossed her lips as she approached the trooper, and returned the helmet to his hands. Turning back to the Marshal, with a softer look, she nodded.
=Shel=
Very impressive, Field Marshal. You have eased my mind a great deal, thank you. Returning to her place in the marching order, she motioned forward. Please let us continue, I am eager to meet your brother next.
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Lucien Needa
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Post by Lucien Needa on May 17, 2019 18:02:33 GMT -8
The Theta Class shuttle Heritage punched through the thick, grey cloud layer that had enveloped Harnadian as it sped towards the Imperial Strategic Command, vapor trailing in thin streaks off the forward swept wingtips and dorsal fin of the craft. Light showers of rain were blasted against the curved front viewscreen of the craft, and sheets of rain sheered off the craft. The small shuttle eventually came upon the Imperial Central Command, which slowly loomed into appearance from the thick cloud cover. Instead of heading towards the usual landing pads, it deviated towards one of the enclosed hangars used for high priority transports. As the legs of the craft folded open, the ship touched down lightly onto the ground. The ramp of the ship opened up, and a group of Death Troopers stepped out of the craft, alongside a crisply dressed Lucien, who was in energy binders. They had been ordered here by Admiral Needa, who had supposedly made arrangements with someone of importance for his son to speak to.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on May 17, 2019 18:15:15 GMT -8
Field Marshal Baltasar Delvardus was waiting on the landing pad with a group of Stormtroopers, from the Emperor's personal guard, and four Imperial Knights, all situated and ready to escort the captured Lucien. Baltasar had been made aware that this was the force sensitive individual that encountered a small First Order force on the planet of Malastare. It seemed the Grand Admiral had ensured that this one was well protected and secure for his transit to Muunilinst and the Imperial Core. The Field Marshal gestures to the Deathtroopers as the Imperial Knights take over security and lead Lucien inside.
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Lucien Needa
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Post by Lucien Needa on May 17, 2019 18:33:10 GMT -8
Although he was typically defiant, Lucien realized now wasn't really the time for a struggle, as it was like he would simply be killed on the spot. Instead, he merely stayed detached from the situation, complying with the man's orders. The time to attempt a breakout would be when they least expected it, and snow was not that time. In the meantime, he would have to play the role of the submissive prisoner. As such, he followed the armor-clad soldiers into the base, ignoring the showers of rain outside the building.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2019 18:01:09 GMT -8
Bringing her ship down, Anya watched as she approached the Imperial Command building. Even now, she could recall the few times she came and went from this place, a place she once called home. Her approach seemed practiced as memory took over, finding the clear landing zone and bringing the vessel down in a smooth grace.
Powering down the systems one by one, the nervousness once again rose up within her as she continued to realize what was going on, beginning to wonder if all she thought she had gotten over had been moved on from. Reaching the last switch, she held it for a few moments more than the others, her mind telling her to stop thinking and just getting moving. Forcing that last action, the ship shut itself down completely as she made her way towards the boarding ramp.
As it lowered, she took in a few deep breaths as she centered her mind. She couldn’t let herself be so exposed right now. As the ramp touched the ground, she pushed forward. First step, the second, the third. By then she was moving without thinking until she was a few feet away from the old Corellian vessel. There, she waited.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Aug 10, 2019 19:16:34 GMT -8
She did not have to wait long though. Just a few moments after her vessel landed, a party of Stormtroopers, led by the Field Marshal himself, were making their approach to the descending vessel. Ten of these elite Stormtroopers of the Emperor's personal guard were present as a detailed security. Their markings evident with their black armor and red decals. However, there were two others present with the Field Marshal; two red armored beings. However, they did not seem like the Imperial Knights, but at the same time, they yielded a strong and vibrant presence in the Force. They were neither Dark nor Light Side in nature too, something that seemed to connect them to the Knights possibly.
Marshal Baltasar Delvardus gazes at Anya when she disembarks. He lifts up a datapad, examining its screen quietly. His eyes darting between the female and his datapad before it was lowered. Her facials seemed to match the same Anya Seyn of before. Baltasar then turns to the side, causing the soldiers present to turn as well, creating a means for Anya to move forward.=Baltasar Delvardus= His Majesty awaits you.
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