Residential and Guest Quarters

Of course, C3-P9 assures Riddick before, as instructed, leading him to the conference room

The conference room is comfortable without being ostentatious, spartan in decor, and dominated by a circular table located in the center of the room. Admiral Biancardi and Master Roma are standing beside the table speaking together when Riddick and the protocol droid arrive, their postures and expressions indicating that they are, while familiar with one another, not likely to interact much outside of those occasions, such as now, when their respective vocations call for it.

After C3-P9 has made the introductions and asked if any of those present would like any refreshment, Admiral Biancardi is the first to speak. The Nagai's voice, as befits the formal, composed way that she carries herself, is crisp, cool, and professional as she extends a hand to Riddick while saying, "My condolences, Master Riddick, for the losses your people suffered in the First Order's assault on the Jedi Praxeum."

Well, it's no Felucia... Though it's debatable whether or not to call that a good thing. The Chiss considered wryly, his second trip back to his new quarters since the recent transfer from the fungus-infested planet to the more livelihood of Corellia. Red eyes sweeped over the interior of his tidy room; modest with an air of fresh scent left behind cleaning droids whom had everything prepared for his arrival. In the corner, his travel bag and other moved essentials laid unattended and unpacked. Dust had wasted little to no time in providing himself his own tour around the aged Academy the second he left his stuff back here.

With a removal of his own boots, discarded with the rest of his luggage, the Chiss sighed in some relaxation and took a seat in the center of the rather stiff bed, adopting a meditative posture and slowly closing his own eyes. The day was young, but the Jedi Knight had already occupied himself enough to call it a day.

First order of business tomorrow: Buy a new mattress.

"Yes. More along the lines of collaboration. The bulk of what I will give in technology is advanced materials, and miscellaneous propulsion and some computer gear, et cetera. What I'm asking is, if your leading shipwrights, aerospace and computer giants are up for it, to send some of your craft our way for refits. As you have different needs upon your ships, fighters, bombers, and like craft... and that our avionics and ship systems are still highly classified, you will have to develop your own. We will, however, help develop the basis for your own advancements and a certain allowance for compatibility, given the differences." Riddick took a pause, and a swig of his drink. "As for the training, it will include various military training programs; an advanced fighter program, asymmetric and guerrilla warfare training.  Things that we have learned from our own need to survive on our world due to the 4 millennia dark ages we have suffered. Understandably, knowing that we are a Force sensitive society in the whole, one would be lead to think that the training would be more Force oriented. This is not completely correct, however, though we will offer it for the few among you who are gifted with it. We train to do things first without the Force, before we train with it, in the event we are unable to use it, or that it is otherwise unadvised, impractical, or unneeded."

Riddick knew he was putting a lot on the line, and that this would be putting a large demand on him and his people. The hope was, though, that with the training and technology that will be provided, it would kick off a chain reaction, and spread among the Republic and Outer Rim Alliance worlds, the Jedi and Grey Jedi relatively speedily.


"I will want to start with Corellia first, see what needs to be done, and iron out the rough edges before any of us continue on with other worlds on our side."

"As many as you can spare, who and whatever you can not will be trained by those who were sent, or rotated through the programs others have previously gone through. Though I would much like to get started quickly, some of the programs I have in mind require a few more members due to differing equipment and tactics. Of all the worlds I seek to enlist in this effort, for example, have pilots that know Imperial TIE fighter tactics and can fly them well in non-imperial craft like the A-Wing. Others, such as us, have captured Imperial hardware. We have dissected a few samples of them, and have made copies, with our best test pilots figuring out how they work and how to fly them. We have also trained some of our best duty pilots to fly them as aggressor pilots for training purposes, such as the red-flag aerospace training program I have planned for allied worlds. I also think it prudent to have a multiple places of training within our realms, to broaden the experience of newer combatants, and refresh that of more experienced personnel. My homeworld, for example, offers a multitude of environments and terrains, and two moons. One that offer low-gee vacuum training and the other that offers above normal gee atmospheric training. The system also includes several other worlds that would have differing gee-forces on fighters and ships in orbit, as well as being adjacent to a massive, interstellar debris field that covers at least a few parsecs. This world be good for learning hit-and-run fleet tactics, stealth and evasive, guerrilla and various other ways of fleet warfare. There is also the added benefit that by not holding it in one spot, we would not, as the saying goes, be 'putting all our eggs in one basket.'"



"Both. We aim to refit both, which we can do very shortly. By not focusing on one specific area, and instead on everything equally in their own right, we should be able to make every person and piece of equipment mesh nigh seamlessly, regardless of when, where, with whomever, and whatever battle space we take the fight. I look forward to seeing who you send, and how well they will perform."

Riddick pulls out a small smoke, the size of a medium cigar, hoping there is no mind that he would partake, before lighting it. Do you mind?

Looking between both ladies, as he lights up and takes a few quick huffs on his cigar to get it going, Riddick answers back. "Instead of sending over your troops so soon, I propose that we send envoys out from here... along the lines of 'divide and conquer.' If we split from here, and make some overtures to people we trust, have them get on board with spreading the word along with us, we should be able to grow the ranks rapidly." Riddick takes a couple of draws of his cigar. "From there, we should have not only the interest in this, but many other options for where to train, other personnel and equipment to cover the different scenarios, as well enforce a larger swath of territory. Traders and ever smugglers would need not fear their routes changing hands often, if at all, which would also help us in ensuring that material and war supplies would make it to our front lines without revealing so much to the First Order and their supporters.

Riddick takes yet another couple of pensive draws, remembering some of his teachings and experience. "If all goes well, and the fruits of our efforts are plenty, we should have a disposition enough to dissuade them from confrontation at the least. Properly projected, we might not even need to fire a shot for them to loose their stomach for a fight, to defeat their plans ahead of a battle. Truly the pinnacle of success." He pauses, taking another draw. "First, however, we need to gather. We need to make this a matter of great import among our friends, and hidden from the First Order. I would suggest taking craft not of any profound military purpose, preferably more along the lines of ambassadorial craft, or minimally armed cargo haulers, as to not arouse suspicion. After all, in war does also lie in the art of deception."

"As I am more familiar with the outer rim than you are, I will start there. There are a few worlds already in a budding Eastern Rim Alliance, and a few more that I would wish to draw in as a prelude to this greater faction we may yet create. I will work my way core ward as I go. As far as checking in, as long as the comms are kept encrypted and bundled within your regular military broadcasts as to not stand out, I will leave that to your judgement."  Riddick takes another draw from his cigar as he finishes speaking.

"Quite soon, actually. Though I would like to take a moment to compile a list of worlds that we would seek to discuss terms with, and set a meeting point for all combined forces." Riddick takes the final draw of his cigar before placing the stub in an ash tray. "Once we've determined those details, I will have some rest and depart the next day."

"Honoghr, Felucia, Yavin, Mon Calamari, and New Alderaan will be my first stops, though Ryloth and Sullust are also of interest. I might also consider Bespin and Kamino for their industries, though I am a bit more reticent to approach them until I am more certain of their allegiances and how best to address it." Riddick also considered that visiting some worlds would lead to others worthy a visit. "Ossus may not be a bad choice for an initial stop, though I would think it wise to hold off on letting the others know until we are ready. Once we have established our core group, we will want to establish how we are to organize and train their forces, what equipment is to be upgraded with what additions. We must also keep our plans, even if only somewhat... fluid. Keep an eye and your minds open to alternatives in the event that even we are compromised, however unlikely that might be." After speaking, Riddick quickly pens an encoded message back home.