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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Sept 9, 2020 10:36:01 GMT -8
Once the room was filled with men and women from the more important departments, the Grand Moff started her audience in her usual cold tone, leaving no doubt that she was serious in what she was about to say. Her eyes fell on most officers, but as well on some of the higher ranked Stormtrooper captains, who attended the meeting. Most notable were some of the Deathtroopers, which accompanied few individuals among the Imperial Intelligence on Muunilist. Troopers, probably as expierienced as Jenia's own Novatroopers - each in their own regards.
"It was here, that the First Order was formed, here at Muunilist.
Most of us here probably witnessed its founding, may it be as a bystander, one of its highranking officers or by other means.
Our Emperor, Nicademus Delvardus has achieved what even the Fel Emperors could barely achieve:
A united Empire, created by a bloodline of non-force users, which has claimed Coruscant and most of Imperial space for its own.
A magnum opus, made possible by our new ideas and beliefs.
The First Order has surpassed the Empire.
And we shall ensure that this legacy lasts longer than the Galactic Empire of old."
Before anyone could applaud regarding this first touching speech in honor of the First Order's achievements, the reminder of why they all stood here, she eventually continiued on.
"I was sent by his grace, the Emperor himself, to administer the newly formed oversector, which shall be adressed as the Muunilist oversector, taking over the duties of Grand Moff Needa, whose expierience as a Grand Admiral is required by the First Order for other more urgent projects. I value his work being done so far on the sector and solely do as I was tasked by the Empire I serve, thus I will require any information I can get what agendas to continiue and where there is potential room for improvement in order to honor my predecessor's work here."
Jenia neither knew why the Emperor decided to transfer Needa into another position, but from what she had heard it wasn't necessarily striping him of his hard-earned titles. Given his achievements it would hardly be possible and to some point Jenia presumed that it was potentially tied to one of the projects, discussed at the last Moff council. Conflict between the Corellian Coalition and the First Order seemed inevatable, previous reports from the Imperial Star Destroyer Regalia confirmed even more that the Coalition might become a bigger threat like the Galactic Alliance towards the Imperial systems, given that their fleet strength seemed to combine Corellian technology with the knowledge of the Mon Calamari engineers. With the rumored new shiptypes still being in construction, Jenia wouldn't be surprised if the Emperor trusted the old veteran quite enough to test them in order to carry out a decesive strike against this opposing gouvernment.
"First and formost we will have to ensure the planet's prosperity for it is one of the most vital worlds for the First Order", she eventually continiued, her sharp eyes mustering most individuals in the room, "Thus it will be in our interest to keep ties with the Imperial banks and their Muun coordinators on Harnaidan as we did in the past, while improving the relationships. The Muun worlds will always remain problematic towards the Imperial doctrines, for the Galactic Empire under Palpatine has created a non-desirable system of racism, which even the Fel Emperors and the Empire of the Hand couldn't overcome.
In response to the abolishment of slave trade within First Order systems as it was decreed by the Emperor, I wish to pursue those, who defy these laws still and charge them with huge fines, as long as they continiue to resist the Emperor's law. Slaves are to be freed by the local Stormtrooper corps, if their previous owners refuse to do so, while we need to overcome the racial differences.
Like the Fel Empire I furthermore wish to decree more propaganda in order to enlist soldiers and officers from every race into the military for they are all First Order citizens. Like the Chiss the Muun can proof their worth to imperial society, as bridging the gaps between the races will ensure that we do not repeat the mistakes of the old Empire."
Although most of the men and women nodded in agreement within the room, the Grand Admiral knew that not all of the present officers would share the same beliefs as she did. Some of them would still be imperial hardliners, no matter if a majority, who solely knew the First Order and its values, which originated partially from the Fel Empire, actually agreed to the idea of an Empire where humans and other humanoids served side by side.
Giving the main population all reasons to hate the Imperials, because they solely occupied the system for strategic purposes won't allow the First Order to maintain controll. Like with in the Galactic Empire it will start with rebellion, one spark becoming a torchfire until they would require superweapons to keep those rebell cells in check.
Jenia learnt enough from the history lessons to knew to where this road would lead them.
"At the same time, we will improve the current security system on Harnaidan and other cities within the oversector, offering support to Imperial Intelligence, ComsarGuard, the local police forces and our ground forces in general in order to ensure that crimes upon local citizens are not solely punished, but also prevented. From the Adumari Riot trooper training, I have seen reports that the cultural traditions of duel doctrine enhanced the skill of present troopers within the program. Similiar programs like these should be launched in the future on Harnaidan as well in order to ensure that one Stormtrooper is capable to disarm terrorists and criminals in close combat, should the situation require it.
Additionally the Navy is tasked to provide TIE Harbingers and TIE Signals to the sectors in order to set up an intelligence network on both planetary and interstellar routes. The projects have been deemed so far a success by my own side and were also successful at pursueing the ships of an entire smuggler operation. TIE fighters like these will make it easier for us to deal efficiently with pirates and all sorts of smuggler vehicles within planetary atmosphere, giving our main fleets more room to focus on more urgent purposes like defending our systems from outside threats."
"Like the Mandalorians?"
The question came from one of the military officers, obviously more sceptic than most of the officers in the room. To some point Jenia was thankful that men like him existed, as "defense" was more of a keyword for most military commanders present than the rest of her planned agendas.
"If they break the treaties and raid our borders, yes", the Grand Admiral promised, her voice being serious, "But there are other forces in the eastern parts of the galaxy, which concern me more than the proud Mandalorian Clans. Given our agreements with Clan Bralor and the First Order, I hope to maintain these alliances and will discuss several diplomatic matters with them as well. For now we will have to wait whether we will move against other menacing factions within the galaxy, who threaten the existence of the First Order directly and do not repeat the follys of the past like the Naboo incident.
If the Emperor words it, we will pacify these worlds, but sometimes one word is enough to dismiss any conflict."
The general in question solely nodded, so far looking pleased with Jenia's answer. He knew like many in this room now, that the Grand Moff wouldn't hesitate to defend the First Order's very borders, if she had to while not starting an unprovoked conflict easily.
Stability at its core.
"Other than that I'll require information on buildings within the Imperial complex regarding their function and current purpose", she then ended the initial speech, "This concerns locations like the former quarters of the Imperial Knights and the Knights of Ren, structures like the Dome and the tower complex outside of the complex to which I found barely any information in the official log books and other departments, which were once founded in the wake of the First Order, but serve currently no further purpose. Space within Harnaidan is sparse and some of these places might recieve from my sides a new practical purpose. We have all the rescources we can get, but the key of maintaining an empire is to utilize them wisely.
Any further questions?"
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Sept 9, 2020 16:31:30 GMT -8
Agent Seneca made mental notes for Quasar. The Grand Moff's interest in decreasing defunct and bloated departments and re-purposing unused imperial space in the Imperial complex would likely mean that the SSE would not be able to use the OSS as cover for too much longer. They would likely have to move to a larger Imperial intelligence communication hub so they could continue building their super secret operation with out attracting more attention.
Seneca didn't have any. Her eyes looked around the room to see if anyone else did.
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Sept 9, 2020 18:37:41 GMT -8
"Is it necessary to promote the recruitment of individuals from other... species into our ranks? For me it seems like an unnecessary step, given our military size..."
The officer, who spoke up barely was able to hide his true thoughts, as he could feel a few other suspicious glances over towards him from some of the other officers. The usual problem within the First Order. Conservative elements clashing with the new ideologies. Jenia didn't necessarily blame the man for it, even though his thought process disgusted her.
He failed like many to see the greater purpose.
"Before I came here, I had already informed myself when it comes to the current situation on the capital of Muunilist", the Grand Moff spoke up in a neutral tone, before showing various articles from the holonews on the holotable, "From what I have heard, the news are talking about one or many serialkillers roaming the street. Targeting mainly Imperial citizens-"
"Oh, the Muun incidents-"
"TARGETING mainly Imperial citizens, as I was about to say, Colonel, thanks."
Not solely Jenia's cold stare rested upon the officer from before, who tried to talk down the incidents and even dared to interrupt the Grand Moff. Most of the high-ranked officials then looked expecting towards Jenia herself, assuming that she would carry out a verdict straight herself - which didn't happen though.
"You may be correct, that local citizens from other species wouldn't be seen as Imperial citizens, if we go by the outdated rules of the Galactic Empire under Palpatine", she concluded, nearly bittersweet, "Therefore be lucky that we have left the past, for interrupting your superior, as in example Vader or Tarkin, might have costed you more than your career, Colonel. Given the hard day you had, you should take a break. Feel yourself dismissed for the moment and think about what you have done, then report back to your station."
At first the man was baffled, before he gratefully saluted and left the room. Order was restored within minutes, once the individual in question was away.
"I do not blame the officer in question, for we will all have to learn overcoming our weaknesses and false beliefs within an imperial doctrine, that shaped our ideology, but hardly is capable of reflecting the reality, ladies and gentlemen", Jenia then continiued, highlighting some of the articles, "Those murders will fuel the ground for potential rebellions, making us realize the torchlight too late, when everything is already set ablaze.
The Tarkin Doctrine alongside the Death Stars had been proven a failure as the history records show us, for the desire of resistance against the working system is fed by those, who give them reasons to resist us. I wouldn't say this, if I hadn't myself once been in the situation, where I was nearly killed by Muun terrorists at Mygeeto, if it wasn't by the intervention of another ISB agent.
For we controll these worlds and are blind to the problems, we tend to ignore."
Another pause, as most of the present officers got this logic, realizing that the Grand Moff herself argued in the favor of keeping the First Order within these oversectors stable, giving any local opposition barely any reasons to attack them.
"Therefore our forces will support local police forces as best as possible to get these cases solved, whether it be by conventional means or by other means", she continiued further, now stern, "If it has to be even by sending a Knight of Ren to settle this once and for all. Criminals like these threaten the peace of the population and thus need to be hunted down in order to show the locals that there is truth to what we proclaim.
Improve their situation, make them join the Imperial Army, let them fight our enemies and share our beliefs within a stable Empire.
A benefitial Empire.
A united Empire."
There was no applause but Jenia could see that her words have caught the interest of most Imperial officers. Even if they didn't share her ideological beliefs, the desire of a Galactic Empire, which would do better than Palpatine's Empire united them all in the end. The Grand Moff's actions surely wouldn't end the chain of hatred and racism, which was often shown towards the Muun population on the planet... yet she knew that her reforms would be a necessary and well-placed step in order to ensure that the oversector remained stable, even when the First Order would have to face several threats on its borders. And maintaining allies was the key to victory - the Battle of Dac had taught her this lesson already, as without the local's supports the siege of the planet would have taken longer than necessary.
After noone else spoke out any further questions, Grand Moff Kasalle eventually asked for a brief status report in terms of the current activities on the oversector and its military forces. With the present naval officers and generals on the ground giving her a rough idea of currently stationed forces under their command, she would then continiue to go through the routine when it came to present installations within the sector, including as well the High Port and it's status.
Overall the reports went on smooth without further questions from sides of the Grand Admiral.
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Sept 10, 2020 4:54:34 GMT -8
Agent Seneca took additional note: the Grand Moff was in favor of wiping away the vestiges of institutional species-ism and xenophobia that haunted the imperial ranks and prejudice towards non-humans. This was gratifying to hear: Seneca, as a cyborg, was also treated at times as if she was a non-human. Her experience was unpleasant.
Based on the rising species tensions in Harnaidan, Seneca calculated the Grand Moff's policy would likely bring a 74% increased stability in the sector in the long term, even if it would cause some conflict in the short term, as prejudice was rooted from the ranks and prosecuted among civilians.
When the meeting wrapped up, Agent Seneca left the conference room.
Outside, as she was walking away, someone touched her arm. She turned to face the Death trooper Colonel. He was touching her arm. He spoke: "Excuse me, I noticed you're with Imperial Intelligence." He motioned to her I.I. insignia. "I did facial recognition on you, and found you're with the Office of Secret Services."
Agent Senca blinked. "Yes, I am."
"Great. Because today, I found out that I, along with my entire project, was transferred to the OSS." The colonel did not seem happy.
"Imperial Intelligence is a large organization and we do many things. I do not intend rudeness, Colonel, but who are you?" She turned her body to face him full-on.
"I am Colonel Romm'el. Tahbruk Romm'el, I am with Project DarkWing." He seemed agitated.
"Give me your code cylinder, Colonel."
The death trooper officer produced a miniature code cylinder that extended from his index finger.
Agent Seneca interfaced with it from her datapad and confirmed his identity and clearances. "Your orders have been confirmed. Follow me. I will take you there and you can discuss it with them."
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Oct 7, 2020 11:18:38 GMT -8
With the meeting concluded and the Grand Moff's agenda being known by present high-ranked imperial officials, plans are drawn out to utilize unused installations within the High Command complex for better efficiency. While the training of new Stormtroopers flourished so far on Carida for both Imperial officers and Stormtroopers, the proper management of present facilities had to be maintained with most of the First Order's direct assets of the Emperor having been relocated to Coruscant.
Plans for the near future involved to annex unused properties like the Dome of Darth Sen and the so-called Tower of the Hands into facilities for the Grand Admiral's project, leaving the work to both the Commissariat and the Imperial Intelligence to dispose safely of any leftover attrocities, which the previous owners left there.
For the future the Dome is planned to become the headquarters for a new Novatrooper-program in order to bolster the ranks of the regular Legions with elite troopers as a backup, should the oversector ever be threatened by outer or inner threats.
No plans are so far made regarding the tower, but in time Jenia was sure that she would find a purpose.
Furthermore, improvements and promotions towards the local Medical Department are planned in order to increase the infrastructure on Harnaidan. Overall this institution seemed to fare better than the other two installations, yet it was in the Grand Moff's interest to grant them more funds, as their work for both the military and the civil service would be of immense value.
Overall the production of new walkers and other military vehicles is further increased. Troop transporters and ISPs would soon become a common sight within the complex, while a few HAVw A6 Juggernauts would also patrol the outer areas of the complex.
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Jan 18, 2021 8:19:00 GMT -8
>>> Coded DISPATCH: created on encoded and secure server. From OSS, I.I.: Code Name [redacted] To: GRAND MOFF KASALLE, Imperial High Command: MUUNILINST SECTOR >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Double Encrypted >>>BEGIN Madam Grand Moff Jenia Kasalle, Salutations. Imperial Intelligence congratulates you on your appointment to your present station. As a present to celebrate the occasion, one of our agents has taken the liberty of transferring two prisoners into your custody. You will find these prisoners participated in the terrorist attack on your ships over Ilum. We have attached their certified holovideo confessions. They await your dispensation of justice. We recovered and retain the 100 kilograms of kyber crystals found in their possession. Long Live the Empire! Signed, [codename redacted] Imperial Intelligence, OSS. >>>END The Dispatch was delivered by a squad of storm troopers, along with two prisoners and their confessions. A human male, Ickard Archauser, AKA Chaser, and co-pilot a Durosian Iman Dong Xijung AKA “Yung;” Both of who were on the YT-2400 “Hopper” as it ran the blockade above Ilum. |
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Jan 19, 2021 8:34:48 GMT -8
The report from Imperial Intelligence arrived, when Jenia Kasalle was studying previous report logs from all military branches within the Muunilinst oversector, one of the rare occassions, when she wasn't present either aboard her flagship, the Yaga Minor Shipyards or on mandatory events, which required her presence as a Grand Moff. Where her brother Salvatore would have probably enjoyed the pompous events, she herself saw her position and her status as a Marquess of the First Order more as a necessary evil she would have to endure for the maintenance of peace.
This hadn't always been the case, yet she had also grown more confident in herself since the gala aboard the Emperor's Executor-class flagship, back when she was Rear Admiral.
Reading the message briefly, Jenia pondered why Imperial Intelligence would even bother her with a report about kyber crystal smugglers, when she remembered that those were most likely the missing ones, who made the jump to lightspeed just narrowly, before they ended up like the rest of them within the grav wells of the Charybdis. Although she remembered the tragedy, that occured aboard her flagship, as the terrorists had not only endangered the life of her crew, but also killed some of the present Stormtroopers, who were sent to arrest the trespassers, Jenia never bothered too much about the last ship, which evaded as sooner or later they would be found and brought to justice by other departments.
It seemed that this was the case now.
Standing up from her seat, she activated the holo emitter to contact Lieutenant General "Ares", NTM-001 of the Muunilinst Novatrooper Division to arrange an escort for the prisoners towards the arrest blocks and to request the Commissariat checking the case files alongside the prisoners. Given her own time schedule the Grand Admiral knew, that this matter was best resolved by those, second to her in command, as her attention was currently set on other matters.
With most illegal buisenesses of Imperial corporations being freed from slavery and successfully sued, there is still unrest within her own oversector, caused by many smaller factions. Terrorist attacks from radicals in order to destabilize the state were a major issue on which the Grand Moff had already tasked the Commissariat and Captain Aureate to pacify the situation... more unusual were the sightings of religious sects within the streets of Harnaidan where already orders were given out to all Stormtrooper and law enforcement departments to arrest and detain those preachers, should they continiue to cause more unrest.
Given other intel reports, which the First Order had recieved from Mon Calamari, the warning of cultists attempting to destabilize existing gouvernments within the galaxy has already been given out towards the Moffs. Further reports of the newly arisen Quarren Dominion's ships being seen across both the eastern and the western Outer Rim make it even more troublesome, given that their intentions aren't known despite Mon Calamari being on paper a tributary, yet independent nation towards the First Order under Quarren gouvernment.
Additionally rebel reports from Dantooine had previously reached the Navy headquarters at Muunilinst, requesting the potential assistance of the Grand Admiral within this matter. Tied in with current projects, she was currently overseeing at the Yaga Minor Shipyards and an intern conflict between the nobles of Adumar, which might escalate into a greater war, should the First Order not find methods to calm down the dispute, there was barely any time left for herself to personally oversee a trial, that was most likely decided already.
Once the orders were given, Jenia left her bureau, accompanied by her personal guard of Novatroopers, that would escort her towards her shuttle.
Some time later, after the prisoners were delivered, Commissar Avier Jaxx arrived at the cells with a squad of ComSar Elite Guards and two KX-series droids in his back. The footage, delivered by Imperial Intelligence was eventually checked by the middle-aged Stormtrooper captain, before he would request the prisoners to enter the interrogation chamber.
Avier was a calm man, diligent and loyal towards the Empire he served, yet intelligent and charming - qualities, which weren't necessarily required by the regular Stormtrooper divisions, but were helpful for a career within the Imperial ComSar Guard, the conditioners and wheels of propaganda within the First Order. Although his loyalities lie with the Emperor and the First Commissar himself, he respects Grand Moff Kasalle's attempts to improve the Stormtrooper legions within the Muunilinst oversector, the former core of the First Order's territory, and thus had accepted the task volunteerly, when he was contacted about the Grand Moff's request.
With his helmet hiding most of his emotions, he would look through the paperwork, before he decided to open up the intern trial.
There was noone else present, just the expierienced Stormtrooper squadron, a code-locked steel door and the empty corridors beneath the Imperial facility complex on Muunilinst, that was patrolled by a few units of the 187th Legion.
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Jul 23, 2022 7:40:03 GMT -8
Imperial High Command
~~Muunilinst, Capital of the Oversector~~
The reports from the Deep Core regarding unidentified probe droids within the Byss system and a foreign space facility would eventually arrive at Muunilinst within the headquarters of the oversector.
With the entrusted agent showing Admiral Kasalle the data, which the Grand Admiral was able to access with her own code cylinder, Imperial Intelligence had done a good job of tracking down the position of those, that had interests within the systems.
Given current evidence there was hardly any doubt of military activities conducting within the sector, which was why she was informed about the situation.
"The Emperor is already informed about the threat?"
The officer nodded.
"We have reason to believe that old enemies of the Empire might be behind the attack", the agent stated firmly, "While Byss is a holy site for many of the first Emperor's followers, others had already laid claims upon it in the past.
According to our reports a fleet of various ships was sighted. Not all designs are known but some vessels are close to the Mandalorian's ship architecture or at least show signs of these."
The Grand Admiral pondered over this for a while, before she nodded.
"So it seems we are up against one of their warlords."
"That is correct. Due to some research onto the Coalition's archives at Fondor, we have obtained some intel, that might be related to the situation. In either case we doubt that the Mandalorian gouvernment is threatening us, but rather a single clan of individuals."
The look of the Grand Admiral becomes stern.
"One individual does not simply assault Byss", she concluded out of what she had heard, "Are there any clues of a contact man behind the warlord and his forces?"
"Negative, mylady. Our investigations still continiue on and so far no activities of Force users and their assets could be found. We can only say, that it is unlikely for any of the major Sith factions to be involved. Either we deal with an older enemy, who wishes to obtain something from the planet and works from the shadows or an entirely new threat, that might have broke away from one of the aforementioned factions.
In any case we advice to be careful, as whoever is in charge of that fleet seems to be meticulous to hide their efforts from us."
"Then there is certainly more to that."
She closed the report file, moving away from behind her desk in order to leave the room.
"Tell the Director and his grace, that I will be on my way", she told the man briefly, "We will have a similiar approach on this like the Fondor situation, making the enemy feel safe about their decisions.
Report any unusual situations within and on Byss, react only when it seems like minor occurences.
Unlike Kuat we are at least prepared this time, so be certain that the Imperial Navy can react onto this appropriately."
"Aye madame. May the Emperor protect! Ad gloriam! Ad victoriam!"
With a brief salute the ISB officer left the bureau, leaving the Grand Admiral pondering.
After some time though she left as well, instructing Admiral Thax with a few requests regarding ships, she wished to see assembled within the next twelve hours in various systems beforehand on a private communication channel, before she headed towards her private quarters.
Her main concern was these days not necessarily within the safety of the inner borders of the Empire but rather someone, whom she held nearly as high in regards as the Emperor himself. |
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Post by Rieva Kasalle on Jul 23, 2022 9:12:43 GMT -8
Rieva shrieked up as her mother entered her room, standing up like a cadet.
With her own clothes resembling nearly that kind of uniform, it felt even more awkward for her, especially when staring into the eyes of her mother.
Mother...
Still there was so much that made hardly any sense about all of that. Her memories... where even was she in her memories?
Was this all a lie? Her own life... why was she here now and not at the Academy?
Since she was brought here, there were so many doubts that bothered her, even drove her sometimes crazy.
Back then on the cold laboratory, she was escorted back by the black-armored Stormtrooper and his men to a shuttle, then to a ship. She remembered at least the shuttle, when she woke up in surprise and remembered...
oh god, something tossed one of the soldiers aside. A mental force, something...
All that she remembered was the scream of a woman and then her passing out again. Had she been that woman?
She had seen space and the icy cold world, that was supposed to be the academy where she had lived before. No, not the academy.
The Stormtrooper told her, that she had been in a medical facility, that this was not Kuat, when she asked why she wasn't back at the academy... well, maybe he spoke the truth. How else would he know from where she came?
But... why had she been there? Why this isolated world of which they didn't tell her the name of?
This all seemed so surreal.
Keep calm, when you wake up in a place you do not recognize.
Her mind relaxed, whenever she kept telling herself that rule, which the instructor had told her.
But yet... so much has happened since then and while Rieva - as she tended to call herself, given that even by now, she hadn't recieved an identifier - remained patient, the journey ended once more on another planet. This one less icy than before.
Muunilinst.
That one at least she knew from classes. Capital of the First Order, seat of the Emperor. Prior known as the Braxant Empire.
Was there her new academy?
But instead of an academy, she was rather confronted with another foreign imperial complex. The Imperial High Command.
Headquarters to the highest members of the Empire.
Again she had these outbursts, as one of the Stormtroopers had saluted in front of her, seemingly having mistaken her for someone. Someone who looked familiar.
What did he say... Grand Admiral?
Another foggy memory she tried to surpress. She didn't knew why, but when she woke up again in this isolated room, there was noone familiar there.
Not even the dark trooper anymore. One was daily visiting her, talking to her as he introduced himself as Bullet. According to the few talks they had, his designation was that of a Novatrooper. An elite soldier of the Empire.
But he wasn't the same one that brought her from the lab. He was at least more friendly, less cryptic.
Still... all she knew was his voice... just like with the people before him.
She had no reason to trust him.
And neither did she, when it came to the person standing in front of her. The person they had told her to be her mother.
Jenia Kasalle, famed Grand Admiral of the First Order, who had recently returned from Fondor, having subdued a larger rebellion against the just order of Nicademus Delvardus.
Rieva had never heard of her before.
But apparently this was now the reality with which she was faced. Sometimes she still wished, when crying herself to sleep, that this would all turn out to be a nightmare and that she would wake up in her chamber at the Hesperidium Institute. Yet... if this was a nightmare, it never seemed to end.
"You are the girl, that goes by the name of Rieva?"
It was less of a question, as those icey eyes looked at her, seemingly cold. It unnerved Rieva, as it made her feel uneasy. These eyes... they didn't necessarily look like hers, but... still, something about the Grand Admiral gave her chills.
She also seemed to notice her tremble.
"There's no reason to be scared, child", she told her, as if she tried to reason with her. Something... it didn't seemed right.
"Why... why didn't you show up before, mother?", she asked bluntly, knowing that this was the only thing she wanted to know, "Did I do something to anger you?"
Although she couldn't tell why, the brief flicker in Jenia's eyes told Rieva, that she apparently hit a nerve. The Grand Admiral looked away, as if she tried to hide something. Was it... guilt?
"No, you did not, my dear...", she answered silent, before she knelt down, more than concerned, "Your eyes... they truely resemble these of your father."
Again this was strange... why would she tell her that? Yet her touch felt... gentle. As Rieva looked up, she could certainly see that Jenia was fond... joyful perhaps? She was hard to read as a person.
Eventually though the Grand Admiral stood up, looking down again stoic like an official upon the teenage girl.
"Rieva, the reason why is... your powers.", she eventually said, "As it seems... and given the reports I recieved, you are blessed with... what they call the Force. That is the reason, why we - myself included - are careful as you don't seem to be able to controll your powers yet."
There was a lie.
Rieva couldn't tell much about her supposed mother, but despite herself nodding, seemingly understanding, she realized that Jenia was dishonest with her. Something didn't add up with this explanation, yet she didn't knew what.
She blinked.
Was this... merely her imagination.
"Then.. it is good... to see you, Mother.
She reached out with her hand towards her mother, given that her inner desire to be wanted felt in that moment stronger than the doubts.
After all... wasn't this what she always wanted? To belong to a family, something that was told to her, she would expierience some day.
Jenia now genuinely smiled and wanted to embrace the gesture, reaching out her hand as well.
Doubts again clouded Rieva's mind and the struggle continiued. Her hand shook, she noticed the shift in the Grand Admiral's eyes, the sudden movement in the background as a guard, she hadn't noticed before moved.
She wanted to warn her mother, tell her that everything was alright, but she also demanded answers in her mind. Wanted to know what was going on.
All she remembered afterwards was sparks. Lightning! Screams!
Did her mother scream? Or... no... was she screaming?
The last thing she remembered was the dark-plated trooper pointing his rifle at her. He... was he shooting?
She couldn't remember.
All went black before her eyes, when she lost once again conciousness.
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Jenia Kasalle
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Post by Jenia Kasalle on Jul 23, 2022 9:58:59 GMT -8
Stumbling back from her daughter's outburst, Jenia was shaken by the sudden sparks of force lightning that engulfed her, the pain stunning her for a few seconds, as she fell to the floor. There was hardly any way to stop Prometheus from acting, when she fell to the ground and in shock the next thing she saw was Rieva on the ground.
Things had escalated in ways unforseen and bitterness filled the heart of the Grand Admiral.
This was not how she had hoped her return to unfold.
After her actions over Fondor and the praise she earned afterwards among the imperial military commanders of the operation, she wasted no time to return to Muunilinst, when she was informed about the girl's escape from the cloning pod.
There was hardly any doubt within the report that she was force sensitive.
Only the Emperor, Director Piett, the higher-ups at the HI-C and her knew the truth behind the girl, while the guards that had escorted the girl had recieved their promotion towards positions within the Imperial Palace in order to ensure that the truth would stay hidden from the public.
And yet... even from the start all seemed to crumble.
Rejected by her own flesh and blood.
The clone, she wanted to accept as part of her family.
With tears in her eyes, the Grand Admiral stood up, seeing at least relieved that Rieva lived and her pulse was active. Another Novatrooper helped Kasalle up, while NT-711 adjusted the stun setting on his weapon back to regular fire mode.
"You should visit a bacta tank, mylady", he only stated slightly concerned, when mustering his superior, "Force powers are nothing to underestimate, even for a person of your position."
"For the moment I feel fine, Prometheus", she only stated bitter, her look still resting upon the sleeping girl sorrowful, "My wounds are of mental nature and those can hardly be healed by any medication right now."
An uncomfortable silence followed, before she spoke up again.
"Bring her to bed and ensure that she will rest for now", Jenia eventually decided after some while, "I will have to contact the Emperor about this situation.
It seems that I have failed this time."
There weren't any objections, but well... she hadn't expected any in this moment.
As she left the room and NT-715 took up his guard position before the door once more, Jenia's mind raced.
She had met her daughter... and failed her already on the first contact.
Was this the prize that she had to pay for having dedicated her whole career towards the First Order and it's navy?
The curse that she had brought upon herself for cloning a child, whose father isn't even aware of her existence?
Jenia knew that there was probably much, that she had brought upon herself with the whole situation now... but for the sake of her child, she hoped to find a solution.
Someone dedicated to the Force had to help now.
Someone, who could train her and perhaps build up the trust, that she never had in anyone of them from the beginning.
There had to be a way. The Grand Admiral trembled, just by the sheer thought, that Rieva's behavior could also result from clone madness, something that was often associated with the Spaarti clones.
Would there even be a cure for it?
Reminding herself of her position, Jenia shook away all these concerning thoughts and adjusted her mind back into the position she was.
As a Grand Admiral of the First Order.
And thus, she would have to fell a decision.
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