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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jan 2, 2020 20:09:32 GMT -8
Utilized for various civilian and military traffic, the landing platform for the Imperial Palace is rumored to be just as busy as the Pellaeon Spaceport. A number of transports as well as personal hovercars come and go from this ring that wraps around the base of the Palace. The Imperial Guard, comprised of elite Stormtroopers and Imperial Knights, serve as the police force that vigorously patrol and examine cargo going in and out. Every visitor, who is approved by the Palace's Security, are given a thorough check before being permitted to enter the Palace. It is even said that the Emperor himself submits, voluntarily, to such security measures.
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Atash S. Torkan
The Solenbaran Diarchy
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Post by Atash S. Torkan on Apr 28, 2020 13:12:58 GMT -8
A ship, with a bright red hull had send forward ambassadorial clearing codes and, once permitted to, it reaches the Imperial Palace's landing platform. On board, Caravadjan Ahmet Savit-Torkan, envoy of the High Moff of the Solenbaran Diarchy, a successor state to the CSA and that controlled all the space formerly in hands of the now-defunct corporatocracy. At the helm of the ship, general Azrea Thrune. On guard duty, two of her trainees.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 29, 2020 14:36:25 GMT -8
Word of an emissary from the Solenbaran Diarchy was an interesting occurrence for Emperor Delvardus. Imperial Intelligence had kept him up to date on a conflict within the Corporate Sector that resulted in the rise of a Imperial Warlord state, one not seen since... well, he had ruled the Deep Core Remnant. It was a curious thought to wonder why they had come all this way, but then again, the Hydian Way, a vital shipping hyperlane, passed through two important Imperial junctures at Taris and Brentaal IV. If anything, perhaps these Imperials wanted some sort of deals to help the Corporate Space be rebuilt.
When Savit-Torkan landed, two squads of Stormtroopers, led by Grand Marshal Baltasar Delvardus, awaited him. A Stormtrooper came up, receiving the credentials and had them examined. When all seemed clear, Baltasar motioned to Ahmet.
Follow me, Mister Savit-Torkan. The Emperor is eager to meet you.
After allowing only a guard of two, the Grand Marshal would turn on his heel and head into the Imperial Palace, leading the way.
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Atash S. Torkan
The Solenbaran Diarchy
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Post by Atash S. Torkan on Apr 29, 2020 14:59:10 GMT -8
Ahmet nodded, dutifully, after saluting the man that could be identified as the emperor's younger brother. He looked at Thrune, who, obviously, would be one of the two coming with him: she was imposing, naturally, wearing the red of Palpatine's guard, like the other trooper and handpicked guardsman. The third guard, as instructed, would remain with the bright-hulled yacht. The palace was splendid, indeed, but Ahmet, a Coruscanti, was unimpressed, so he followed the baron at good pace.
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Dread Lord Havok
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Jul 20, 2020 6:07:01 GMT -8
Utilized for various civilian and military traffic, the landing platform for the Imperial Palace is rumored to be just as busy as the Pellaeon Spaceport. A number of transports as well as personal hovercars come and go from this ring that wraps around the base of the Palace. The Imperial Guard, comprised of elite Stormtroopers and Imperial Knights, serve as the police force that vigorously patrol and examine cargo going in and out. Every visitor, who is approved by the Palace's Security, are given a thorough check before being permitted to enter the Palace. It is even said that the Emperor himself submits, voluntarily, to such security measures. . One was a smartly dressed man in his officer's best, the standard issue military grey of the imperial navy. On his breast sat the rank placard designating him a space station commander. Next to him, stood a man dressed peculiarly for the First Order. Perhaps in his mid 30s, this individual was dressed in black. His flowing hakama pants, his gi top, his obi around his waist, utility belt worn over the obi, and black shiny boots. The man's face was hidden by the billowy shroud that he wrapped himself in. As odd as he seemed, any non-force user, or mentally untrained person awed by him, would quickly feel their memory of him dim and grow faint, as if everything about him was ordinary and forgettable. Though he stunk of death, no weak-minded staff would be able to recall this if asked for their impressions later. The pair submitted to the various security checkpoints. The well trained troopers at these locations performed scans, pat-downs, checks, and double checks. Their permission to see the emperor was called in and verified. Their search of Havok would yield his Lightsaber, a small blaster of curious design, and an exquisite gauntlet and bracer of cortosis. The Bracer was decorated with woven thorny vines of metal. The gauntlet had sharp claws that tested positive for an unidentified poison residue, at least a century old. The imperial knights would know enough of the force and see from the dress and manner of the dark man, to sense the taint and dread of the dark side. How dark, they couldn't be certain. The man was probably concealing most of his aura, which from what they could sense, was likely a considerable aura from a powerful force user. They observed the lightsaber had a red-orange crystal, and along with the blaster and cortosis armor, each item had its own dark force signature. These items were retained by security until Havoks return to the platform. Commander Malice likewise surrendered his sidearm.Havok when questioned, answered reasonable general questions, but refused to speak about his force background, training, alignment, affinity or philosophy except to confirm that he was trained in the force. The imperial knights, unable to impede or arrest a person who had been granted an audience, vigorously reported their suspicions to their superiors, who would be then very sure to keep a close eye on the dark man, "Havok." Final check point:"It is confirmed. You are allowed to proceed. Commander Malice, your papers are in order." The security officer turned to the dark one. "Lord Havok," Though professional, the smiling security man did not want to let him proceed, but was compelled to anyway. "... enjoy your visit." |
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Neith Ren
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Post by Neith Ren on Sept 4, 2020 2:49:20 GMT -8
The Carrus flew across the cityscape of Coruscant with all haste, with the engines throttling back only as the TIE/fr Freighter got into range of The Imperial Palace. All in, the trip had been around an hour from the Underworld to the Palace itself. The sun was well above the horizon as they finally got into range of the Palace security zone. Neith's grip upon the back of the captain's chair seemed only to tightenTIE Freighter Carrus, we have you on approach vector. Please state your intent.Neith took a moment to calm and compose herself as the co-pilot opened the comm linePalace Control Tower, this is Lady Neith Ren. Requesting clearance to land at the Palace in order to meet with Emperor Delvardus. Inform him I have someone he is likely looking for...Copy that Carrus, you have been cleared to land at landing bay 10.Neith let out an inaudible sigh of relief as the clearance came through and the comm line was cut. The crew guided The Carrus in to land at the assigned Landing Bay as she made her way back to through the ship, arriving to her quarters just as the Freighter touched down. Neith keyed in the controls to unlock her room and stepped through the door. Her red visor fell upon Fiora, who had curled up on the bed next to the older girl whom she had yet to inquiry as to the name ofPrincess... We have arrived. Wake your friend and meet me down in the vehicle bay... And give her one of my jackets. Ill fitting or not, it will be better than her being half naked before your father...With that, Neith made her way down to the vehicle bay and waited for Fiora and her friend to arrive. Meanwhile, the tower control would send a message, alerting Nicademus Delvardus IV to the arrival of Lady Neith Ren and her request to meet with him
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Fiora Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on Sept 4, 2020 2:54:40 GMT -8
The trip from the Underworld to the Palace had been a long one, and not long after Jin had dozed off, Fiora had curled up next to her friend on the bed. Her small stature meant she did not take up much space as she took a quick nap. But as soon as they drew close to The Palace, Fiora woke up and just laid there waiting. A lot of things were about to happen, and she wasn't sure she was ready for it all. But before it mattered, they were landed and Neith came to wake her.
She gave a nod before slipping off the bed and going over to the closet where she pulled out one of the jackets that Neith wore and moved back over to the bed. She gently rocked Jin Song, trying to be as careful as possible about waking up her friendJin... Jin... Jin, wake up sleepy head. We've landed, and you need to put this on fast... My father... he uh... he's going to probably be meeting us, or we'll be going to meet him...
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Dread Lord Havok
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Post by Dread Lord Havok on Sept 6, 2020 9:55:56 GMT -8
After meeting with the emperor to obtain authorization to create an ultra secret branch of Imperial Intelligence, and briefly detouring to the Army central command, Havok and Malice eventually returned to the military shuttle at the docking bay. They received their weapons and sidearms and boarded the shuttle.
[ooc: thoughts about things that have not been Rped yet in emperor's suite. To be added here once that RP is completed.]
The shuttle had barely taken off, when Havok began unfolding plans to his current second in command, Admiral Malice, former Station Commander of Bilbringi. "As of now, I no longer have a name of record. I am the shadow of the SSE, and you are one of my many faces. Perhaps one of the most important. You might have been aware of a fleet taking shape at Bilbringi. It has been code named "Doomsday." It will be under your command."
Admiral Malice struggled to keep up with the pace of the plans and information flowing from Lord Havok. Just being made Admiral was alot to process, but being made commander of a new fleet, to serve in a branch of the II, that he didn't know existed until minutes ago, could have been overwhelming, if he wasn't a professional with a practiced ability for organized responses under pressure. "Yes, sir!" Ever the professional, Malice saluted.
"No. No honorifics. No salutes. You should also probably take off your rank and insignia. Once we get into orbit, set a course for Muunilist. I have to collect some of my property and we must begin assembling personnel. Your judgement and expertise will be greatly appreciated, Admiral."
"If you say so." He almost said 'sir.' Admiral Malice took off his commander placard, and the Bilbringi service medal. Malice, a Clone of a Clone of a man that served Havok under the Order of the Eye, had only known Havok for about two weeks. And he was still trying to figure out what he thought about his new boss.
"Don't worry old friend," Havok reach over and took Malice by the shoulder, sensing his discomfort. "I have known you a long time. You're perfect for this role. You won't let me or the First Order down."
The Shuttle rose into orbit. The TIE Escort broke from its circular holding pattern and fell in line with the rising shuttle.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Sept 15, 2020 18:37:33 GMT -8
With that, Neith made her way down to the vehicle bay and waited for Fiora and her friend to arrive. Meanwhile, the tower control would send a message, alerting Nicademus Delvardus IV to the arrival of Lady Neith Ren and her request to meet with him She gave a nod before slipping off the bed and going over to the closet where she pulled out one of the jackets that Neith wore and moved back over to the bed. She gently rocked Jin Song , trying to be as careful as possible about waking up her friendJin... Jin... Jin, wake up sleepy head. We've landed, and you need to put this on fast... My father... he uh... he's going to probably be meeting us, or we'll be going to meet him...
When Neith would disembark with Fiora, and her newly found friend, they were immediately greeted by a strong presence of black armored Stormtroopers. Their blasters were at rest until they noticed the unidentified individual of Jin Song. Suddenly several blasters went up. Their mode set to stun, rather than blaster fire, prior to their arrival. Baltasar moved forward as a commander shouted his orders. He raised a gloved hand to the front line who were on alert.Stand down! Stand down!The Grand Marshal commands as the Stormtroopers comply. His own eyes drifted to Jin Song before turning to his niece.Fiora, your father will meet with you... as well as your friend, and Neith in the Suite.The Imperial looks up at the Ren.Palace Control says your ships path came from the Underworld... don't tell me the Princess went there. |
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Jin Song
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Post by Jin Song on Sept 21, 2020 20:48:38 GMT -8
Jin had woken too soon, it felt like. Her eyelids stuck together as she forced herself to sit up. A little faster than was good for her as she immediately got a head ache and was reminded of her numerous wounds. She put on one of the jackets, a little big on her, but better than what was under it. The teenager then felt more awake as she was lead to the ramp to disembark. Her eyes went wide when she saw the stormtroopers before her. Their armor was shinning and black, a stark contrast to the slightly grimmy white in the underworld. And they all had blasters trained on her. She put her hands up and closed her eyes, waiting for the blasters to start ringing, but then she heard the order to stand down. Opening one eye first, she saw the man who was speaking now and looking at her. He was someone she had seen on the holos before, the Emperor's brother and leader of the Empire's military. She tried to swallow her nerves, but even she knew no amount of teenaged angst or rebellion would cut it here. Instead she tried to hold her bruised and bloodied head high and follow the Princess.
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Neith Ren
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Post by Neith Ren on Sept 21, 2020 23:39:55 GMT -8
Neith had stopped resolute as Baltasar and the black armoured Stormtroopers. However, the moment the Troopers raised their blasters, her lightsaber hilt flew into her hand. The red blade crackling to life to fill the air between the Stormtroopers and Jin. But thankfully Baltasar gave the order to stand down. Once the blasters dropped, her own blade extinguished once more. In a swift seamless motion, she reattached the hilt to her belt and took a couple steps forward. She lowered her voice then as the Grand Marshal asked his question
Then I won't tell you anything... It is for the Princess to say and her alone...
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Fiora Ren
Knights of Ren
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Post by Fiora Ren on Sept 21, 2020 23:56:20 GMT -8
Fiora had almost instinctively stepped in front of Jin as the Stromtroopers raised their guns, not wanting her new friend to be hurt. Thankfully her Uncle called the Stormtroopers off. Though his words to her did little in the way of relief. She reached her hand back, grabbing a hold of Jin's hand as she downcast her eyes and frowned. It was clear her disappearance last night had not gone unnoticed. Hopefully Elayne would not be in too much trouble because of her actions
O-ok Uncle Balty... L-lead the way...
She gently squeezed Jin's hand, trying to draw some comfort and strength from being alive and still having her friend by her side
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Sept 30, 2020 16:12:58 GMT -8
Baltasar would turn to one of the commanders as they headed away.
=Baltasar=
Recall the patrols sent out and return the state of the Imperial Guard and Palace Security to its default levels.
The officer, in his grey uniform, salutes the Grand Marshal in acknowledge and heads off in a different direction. He turns back to the trio present and motions them to follow, with several black-armored Stormtroopers among the entourage. At least the Emperor would have an easier night, knowing that the Princess had returned.
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Lord Sinistra
Retired High Councilor 
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Post by Lord Sinistra on Jan 4, 2021 17:51:33 GMT -8
A CR92a Assassin-class Corvette cleared imperial space using a rather special landing code, and Sinistra sent word to Nicademus Delvardus she had arrived and waited for the security to conduct a sweep and search of her party before she left the landing platform, headed for the palace proper.
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Faina Delvardus
The First Order
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Post by Faina Delvardus on May 31, 2022 16:59:38 GMT -8
Hunting Trip to Agamar
Standing outside of the Wayfarer-class medium transport, the Bruna, Faina talks with Voshkie Sarkissian, a forty three year old female Atoan as they wait for Mavera and Dawntree to arrive. Voshkie, as Faina had contacted the Mandalorians of Clan Bralor personally to inform them of their impending arrival, listens as Faina brings her up to speed on the loosely formed itinerary that she had discussed with their hosts. As Faina had told Mavera, there are several Storm Troopers stationed around the Bruna's landing berth, and all have been told of Mavera's expected arrival so that there is no confusion or alarm when she arrives with her Rancor mount, Dawntree.
Inside the Bruna, Remus and Nechama Matos, a forty five year old female Sarkhai with pale skin, blue facial tattoos and white hair, prepare the ship for it's journey to Agamar, with Nechama watching over and critiquing Remus as he goes through the pre-flight checks and sets the coordinates in the nav computer.
In the portside section of the Wayfarer, Yvaine puts the finishing touches on the area she insisted on personally preparing for Dawntree so that the Rancor was as comfortable as possible during the trip; a generous layer of fresh, soft straw has been spread around on the floor, with an extra large pile set in a corner for the Rancor to sleep on. Fresh meat has been stored for Dawntree, and fresh water is available in a large trough that has been welded to the floor to prevent as much spilling as possible should the ship need to do any more creative maneuvering than a typical trip involves.
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Mavera Nako
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Post by Mavera Nako on May 31, 2022 21:01:15 GMT -8
It was fairly noticable as Mavera Nako made her way to the landing platform. Not only from the crowds parting, but from her height advantage. She was seated on the back of Dawntree, astride a saddle that she had made some slight modifications to, two extra sets of stirrups and reins to hold onto had been hastily, yet securely, attached. Within the saddlebags would be found the few personal possessions the pair had brought with them on their far flung assignment. Some changes of clothes, a massive quilt for Dawntree, and a handful of charms and ingredients used to practice some Dathomirian rituals. Mavera had changed from her usual blue dress and into her travel garb made of Verne hide. The twin lightsaber blades hung promently from her belt as well. Soon the gasping crowd was passed and now she had only stormtroopers to deal with. They gave her no trouble, having no doubt been warned of her impending arrival. Dawntree walked them right up to where the Empress stood, before lifting up a massive clawed hand to gently help her friend down with. Sorry if we are late. Dawntree just had to make sure we didn't leave any food behind to spoil. As Mavera teased her, Dawntree actively was looking anywhere else, playing innocent. But we are ready to depart when you are.
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Faina Delvardus
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Post by Faina Delvardus on Jun 1, 2022 4:36:07 GMT -8
Hunting Trip to Agamar
Faina smiles, checking her wrist even though she does not wear a chrono after Mavera arrives and apologizes in case she is late, "It looks like you just made it, then laughs as Dawntree looks around in a show of innocence after Mavera says that there was some concern about food being left behind to spoil that Dawntree helped out with. After introducing Voshkie, who has an open and friendly disposition when she greets both Mavera and Dawntree, Faina motions for them all to follow her towards the wide portside boarding ramp leading up in the cargo area that Yvaine has made into a temporary living space for Dawntree, Remus should be almost finished with the preflight preparations. He and Yvaine and will be excited to see you both aga. . ."
Yvaine, waving cheerfully from the top of the boarding ramp, excitedly calls down, "Yayy! You're here! Come on up so I can show you where Dawntree will be staying for the trip! I did it all myself!"
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Mavera Nako
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Post by Mavera Nako on Jun 1, 2022 15:22:11 GMT -8
Mavera follows Faina toward the ship they would be taking. It was smaller than the fraightor she had managed to charter from Dathomir, but that was just as well. Mavera and Dawntree were not used to space travel yet and perhaps a smaller vessel would help get them better acclimated to life on board starships. It would be important, especially if these kinds of trips were to continue to happen. She waved up at the eager girl who celebrated their arrival. The young girl had much the opposite reaction to Dawntree as most girls her age did. Dawntree took note of this and recognized her from earlier. Moving forward and putting her snout right up to Yvaine and snorted softly, eagerly awaiting more pets. That means she must like you a great deal! You have certainly made an impression on my dear Dawntree. And thank you for going through all this trouble. Mavera teared up slightly seeing all the effort put in to make sure her rancor friend would be as comfortable as possible on the journey. This... This means so much to us! The Witch bent down and wrapped her arms around Yvaine in a grand hug.
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Faina Delvardus
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Post by Faina Delvardus on Jun 1, 2022 21:19:38 GMT -8
Hunting Trip to Agamar
Yvaine hugs Dawntree's snout, giggling as the Rancor snorts, and pets her gently as she tells Mavera excitedly, "I like her a lot too! It was no trouble at all, really! Smiling as she hugs Mavera tight when the Witch bends down and wraps her arms around her, Yvaine says, Awww, it was nothing! And it means a lot to us that you're going to be with us to protect us!"
After Yvaine has released Mavera and excitedly tries to get Dawntree to follow her around the cargo area to show her all that she has prepared for her, Faina hits the button to raise the portside ramp as she tells Mavera, "We should be getting underway shortly, then gestures towards the doors leading from the cargo bay to the vessel's common area, I can show you where your quarters will be, she tilts her head to the side inquisitively as she asks, Or will you want to stay with Dawntree? The journey is a little under three days, she explains, but whatever you decide is fine, of course. Entering the ship's common area, Faina gives Mavera a brief tour to show her where the refresher and the quarters that have been set aside for her if she decides to use them are, and then heads forward to the cockpit as the ship's engines come to life. All set?" Faina asks Remus.
Remus, giving Faina a thumbs up, nods, "We're ready for liftoff, and then smiles as he waves to Mavera, Miss Nako, a pleasure to have you aboard. This, he motions towards the female Sarkhai in the armor of an Imperial Knight sitting in the co-pilot's seat, is Knight Matos."
Nechama, waving as she is introduced, tells Mavera, "Honored to meet you, Ma'am. You are both welcome to stay up here, or head aft to relax as we get underway."
Faina, arching an eyebrow inquisitively, asks Mavera, "Would you like to put your things in your room now, or stay up here for awhile?"
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Mavera Nako
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Post by Mavera Nako on Jun 3, 2022 12:23:02 GMT -8
Mavera had paused with Dawntree in the cargo hold to free her of the saddle and bags and make sure she was acquainted with the surroundings before continuing on with Faina. She marveled at the inside of the ship, it being the second one she had ever been aboard. Entering the cockpit and seeing all the controls and screens made her head spin imagining trying to keep it all straight. But she bowed to Remus and Nechama as they greeted her. Thank you for the warm welcome. I will likely be spending the first few days with Dawntree. This is only our second time in space travel, so I want to make sure she's okay. But I would like to watch the last of the flight preparations. She looked around some more, her mouth slightly agape, clutching all of her personal belongings in a leather duffle bag. Mavera looked and felt very out of place aboard a starship. But here she was, about to depart for yet another new planet. She couldn't have ever imagined the ability to do this back home, to actually be among the stars and to travel to the very stars in Dathomir's night sky.
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