Office of the Prime Minister

Marcus sat silently as people filed in, giving salutes and bows of his head in response, waiting until everyone had arrived. At that point, Graemon began the presentation as the lights dimmed within the room. He steepled his fingers upon the table and gazed at the projection of Coruscant along with the ensuing images of First Order forces upon the planet. So, the Empire had finally made its move and taken the former galactic capital. A role it had not served in several years since the Republic had fallen. But one he suspected the First Order intended it to fill once more.

He remained still as the image changed then, showing the Executor-class Dreadnought. As always, the Empire seemed to be leaps and bounds ahead of what ever could be fielded by its opponents. A fact he suspected they were counting on using to prevent any resistance. But not one that would work against the Coalition. Marcus sat up a bit as Graemon addressed him, responding with a simple nod of his head at the mentions of Security Measure 437 and the impending Osarian and Rhommamool campaigns
I have faith in Senator Camalon to get the bill through. With the strength the First Order is amassing, we would do well to keep a closer eye on them. In fact, in the interest of time, think it's worth taking this moment to address why we are still looking to liberate Osarian and Rhommamool, instead of turning our attention toward Coruscant... To put it simply, we need allies and resources. The Coalition may be strengthening now that we have managed to resettle many of the refugee's and welcomed a number of new worlds, but the might of our Imperial adversaries is vast. And unlike those that came before us, I don't want us running in half-cocked. The more support we gather to the south, the better position we will be in...
Marcus touched his own console, bringing up a map of the galaxy, with the intended expansion path down toward Bothawui and across toward Endor. Several areas were coloured in different shades to denote known governments and suspected areas of control
For the time being, it appears the Imperials have eased up on expanding their borders beyond what they control now. Which is why we have to act swiftly to secure what we can. I have already secured the senate's agreement to move ahead with this plan. It's now a matter of moving ahead and taking one more step closer toward being able to fight back against and defeating the First Order... Any questions so far?

After being notified, few days after meeting with Gorgano, that Starmane himself was available for bussiness, Voon made his way back to Corellia, using the given clearances to get access to the Prime Minister. He donned a garb befitting a senator, including badge of office. The leader of the Resistance nods politely to the Coalition's leader and stands both hands clasped behinf his back, waiting for the politician to address him first.

Voon had simply taken a seat and waited patiently, this was a show of force. Consciously or unconsciously Starmane was preparing the setting: I have more important matters to review, I'm more powerful, you're at my complete mercy now, know your place. But Ostrenis knew the ways of politics and power. So he didn't complain or made any gesture showing impatience or unease.

"You may adress me however you prefer, Fulcrum is an adequate codename if you wish to conceal my identity under another layer of secrecy"

He said, with a sly smile.

"I understand, perfectly. You don't want the right hand to know what the left is doing behind its back, yes?"

The senator's left hand's fingers played with the signet ring on his right.

"The First Order is overwhelming, to be honest, right now be stand little chance, not even you with the whole power of Hapes, Fondor and Corellia can match them in the battlefield"

He leans forward.

"However, by unifying the cells and gathering the rebels, as I'm currently trying to do, we will be able to hinder the First Order and spread its resources further on pointless errands, thus distracting their atention from you, Prime Minister"

The Duros looks at the bill.

"Understood. I hope the relationship with Baron Gorgano will be fruitful. In return I guarantee my people will employ the funds the best way possible; my staff will handle it. We will work with intermediates and screen companies to disguise the investments. Right now we need both manpower and firepower, despite our current fleet is growing, so your funds will come in handy"

His red mirror-like eyes stare into the human's.

"However, I can guarantee you, sir, that you won't see me again nor know about my activites. From now on my relationship will be with Gorgano alone and through Fulcrom's codename. You have not to fear about the First Order tying loose ties and hunting down the Coalition"