2008-01-11 - A Black Shadow over Coruscant

Category:January 2008 RP Logs
Category:Episode I
 Eluriel steps off if the Shuttle. She dusts off her robes and walks over to the group who is still standing here. 
: She moves through the spaceport at a quiet pace until she reaches them. She nods to the politicians and watches the guards a moment.
 
 Avun is suddenly sitting down beside Aldog, seemingly from ..behind a ship or something. He gives him a hardy smack on the back, "Down the wrong pipe, eh. Most Spacers know better than to mix those two poisons you got, chum." His concern is directed towards Aldog, but his eyes are sweeping the crowd.
 The Chancellor lands and Director Menglor takes note -- his pale eyes looking across the gathering to her. He looks to the black garbed Brae, and motions for her to not walk with him. Then the high ranking Guardsman begins to walk towards the Chancellor at a smooth and easy pace.
 Eluriel notices Menglor immediately. "I believe we have business, Commander," she gives him a pleasant smile.
 Avun nods, watching the Chancellor. "Don't mention it." He turns to size up Aldog and then gestures to the great melting pot of cultures and people. "What do you make of this pre party madness?"
 The droid turns to the tall hairy beast and speaks in Shyrrwook. "I will gladly translate for you, master wookiee." Gylbaac does not appear to appreciate the protocol droid. Regardless, he turns back to Tuil. "Gaaaaarg Lindo, grraw aaaaaaaarg wwwwraag Mon Calamari," he says before making his way to a rusted ship nearby. Protocol translation: "I stopped by to check in, Knight Lindo, before heading back to our investigation on Mon Calamari."
 A thin smile touches upon the lips of Menglor, but something else touches those cold eyes for a moment. "I believe we do have buisness indeed, Chancellor. Please if you will come with me, we will discuss it immediately." The Director replies ever in a polite and quiet manner -- motioning a black gloved hand towards the distant blast doors. "I feel our discussion is best done in private."
 
 "But you'll miss life day if you go to Mon Cal!"Aldog recovers and looks to Avun. "Well, I seen many of them in me day, but I don't believe any of them has a death threats against me...well maybe the women do. Don't rightly know." He takes a swig of rum and seemingly feels better.
 Eluriel nods. "Of course, Commander, lead on." She gives an apologetic nod to the group she hadn't quite reaches and turns to follow Menglor, her movements all light and graceful as if she hasn't a care in the world. 
 
 Tuil nods to the Wookiee and then looks to Frrash. "Let's be on our way and go aboard. I have put together a small team to aid in security, so we will not be completely left to our own devices."
 The Director moves in silence, his pace slow and easy -- ensuring that the Chancellor can walk with him without a problem. Outside of the Blast Gates there are Republic Guard soldiers, elite ones at that, who wear heavy armor, carry force pikes, and dress in all black tunics. There heads are covered with blast helms, the blast shield pulled down to cover their faces.
: As Menglor exits with the Chancellor, they all come to attention. "Chancellor, if you will please come with me, we will discuss matters back on the Watcher. It is far more private then any place we will find here on Corellia for now."
 "As you wish Commander, it is imperative that we speak whatever location of you choice." Eluriel nods to the attentive guards. Her long skirts whisper along the floor. Her eyes are on the Director. Her face has shifted from her pleasant smile to something more grave and serious. Her blue eyes snap about the room once more, taking in the ranks of the soldiers around her and then return to Menglor as she follows him.
 Menglor walks along quietly through Corellia, his face looking very serious the entire time, though he offers the Chancellor little. The squad of troops follow the pair, their booted feet making much of the noise over the trip. When they arrive at the Watcher, the Director pauses at the ramp, and politely motions for the Chancellor to go first. "After you Chancellor."
 Eluriel makes her way up the ramp to the Watcher. Once inside she turns to Menglor, her blue gaze sharp. "Now, Commander," she begins immediately. "I have much to say and ask of you but you also wanted to meet with me. Please go first beacuse it will hopefully answers some of my questions."
 The Director's pale eyes turn to the troops that have marched with them this entire way, and then moves up the ramp onto the ship -- the dark clothed men following him. As they walk up it, the ramp begins to close, the hydraulics hissing softly. Then with a dull and metalic thunk, the hatch closes. All told in the Holding Bay, there is probably about one hundred Republic Guard soldiers -- all armed and at attention.
: Menglor turns from his men then to the Chancellor, and there is a touch of sorrow almost it seems in his eyes. "Chancellor, there is some unfortunate news for you." He speaks smoothly, even as the repulsors on the ship begin to fire. "I regret to inform you that charges of Treason have been leveled against you, and that the Republic Courts have asked that we bring you back to Coruscant for you to face these charges. I am, sorry."
 Eluriel narrows her gaze. "The Republic Courts could very well have announced it and I would have come... capturing me is completely unneccessary and I am appalled... There was no Senate motion, who authorized this?"
 "I believe that given the recent flight and troubles that various politicians have caused, at least when it comes to showing up for trial, the Courts thought it best that I come to get you personally -- especially when given the severity of the charges." States the Director in a smooth and even tenored voice. "Also, given the severity of the charges, it was felt it would be best for the Republic if this was done quietly -- versus creating a media frenzy immediately."
: "You will of course be allowed to avail yourself of legal council, and all resources will be provided for you to begin your defense. As for who sent me, and the exact charges? I am not at liberty to say at this time, though you can be assured these are legal orders that I am carrying out."
 "It is the lowest act of the Republic not even giving me an opportunity to come of my own choice. It is no matter. You are merely the executioner. I have not done anything. I have been for the Republic and have been honest. I shall come and make no issue because that is what is right. Either the truth will be found out or I shall gladly die, because in a galaxy this corrupt it would be better to do so." She watches Menglor coolly, her face does not change from her calm expression. "Are you planning to chain me?" Just a hint of sarcasm. "Or do you trust me enough to just stand here?"
 "Chancellor, respectfully I was simply ordered to do this, and it gives me no pleasure to do so. There of course may be corruption in the government, of that I have no doubt, but unfortunately for a military to remain uncorrupt they must follow lawful orders that are given to them. Unlike Petrus, I do not get to pick and choose which orders I get to carry out, and which I would rather not. Certainly, in this case I would rather not be here." Says Menglor -- remaining ever calm and professionally polite.
: "Obviously we will not chain you, but I am going to ask you to relinquish any weapons you might have on your person to me. I will also want your comlink." Here he takes a step forward, and holds out a gloved hand.
 "You are welcome to my weapons. But my comlink I will not hand over until I have details and a lawyer. If I give it to you, you may take me to the Rim and no one will find me. I will not fight you but you will not have my dignity." Her voice is still very calm as she lifts up the edge of her skirt to slip out a knife. She hands it to the Commander. 
: The Chancellor then takes a step back. "Of course. You are duty bound. As am I. Do what you may. I don't think you even have the orders to speak of your personal feelings so you may spare me of them."
 The Director accepts the knife quietly, but continues to hold his hand out for that Comlink. "Chancellor, if we wanted to make you disapear, certainly we would've done it in such a way that you wouldn't be seen walking out of the Corellian Skyport with the Director of the Guard." Menglor states in an utterly truthful manner.
: "The fact of the matter is this. You are the Chancellor, and I do not need you calling the GNN or another news service or friends about this on our way back to Coruscant. When we reach the palace, I will return your comlink to you, but until then I am ensuring a nice quiet trip -- for the both of us."
 "No," Eluriel replies firmly. "I will not use it. I just want it on my person. You may shoot me if that is unacceptable. I will not fight." The Chancellor watches the other man carefully and lifts her chin slightly. "I give you my word. If that is not enough so be it. I will gladly martyr." Her pale face is unmovable, as it etched in marble. Go ahead and shoot me. You can not have my comlink."
 "Chancellor, I don't think you quite understand what the Republic Guard is perhaps. We protect the people, and attempt to enforce the Laws of the Republic. This is not the Rim. We are not assassins. We are not here to kill you, or to Martyr you in any fashion." States Menglor deeply, as he slowly lowers his gloved hand, and places it behind his back.
: "No, we are here to bring you home. I trust you are a woman of honor though, and will allow you to keep your ComLink then. Do not use it, or my men will take it away from you. We certainly do not have to use guns to do that. I desire only a uneventful trip, and that is all. I have no wish to fight my way through the press."
: With that he bows his head ever so slightly, and turns to depart.
 Eluriel only nods to this and steps back to lean against the interior of the ship. 
Silence follows. Silence and the sound of the Director's departing bootsteps. The soldiers themselves remain in place, standing utterly still, and in formation -- the blast shield on their helmets covering their faces. They are faceless and unknown soldiers of the Guard. 
Menglor goes to the Bridge. 
A little while later, locked in her office... 
STAR WARS 
: THE CLONE WARS 
The REPUBLIC is at war with the BLACK
IMPERIUM, an implacable foe which seeks
to shatter a thousand-generation State
and subject the Galaxy to its tyranny.
Armed with Clones and a Black Fleet, this
terrible enemy now besets the Republic.
At the same time, the JEDI KNIGHTS fall
prey one by one to the machinations of
a secret order of dark warriors. Bleak
times have come, and every man and woman
has a part to play in this all-consuming
conflict.
The fate of the Galaxy is in your hands.
Many the Force be with you. 
Coruscant: West Tower of the Palace - Senator Persee of Corellia's Office
With broad, floor to cieling windows looking west out over Coruscant, this office has one of the finest views on the glittering capital. The thick, glowing approach lanes of aircare and starship traffic to the west tower of the Palace coil and undulate through the glittering blue Coruscant skies over a sea of silver downs and gleaming gold domes. Day and night, Coruscant is one of the most beautiful cities in the Republic: a city of dancing lights. 
The office itself has been set with a thick, plush crimson carpet trimmed with gold durasteel. The walls are of silver durasteel, with massive pillars running from floor to ceiling. 
The little silver plaque on the desk reads Eluriel Celebrian Perse in an elegant engraved script. The Senator's office is as simple as her daily attire. No gilded frames or fancy artifacts lay against the wall. The desk is made of a deep red wood and has little clutter. Its red curves swoop down into the thick carpet. A simple chair made of the same red wood and covered with a white cushion looms behind the desk. A similar seat has been placed in a corner. It sits on small silver wheels so that it can be readily rolled up to the desk. 
A small leather sofa sits against one wall for guests. Its sweet smell and soft cover prove its newness. It has simple burgundy pillows bolstering each end. Above the leather love seat hangs a law degree from Coruscant and with Eluriel's name signed at the bottom in a small precise hand. The opposite wall is nearly full book case with everything from Corellian poetry to the Sienar's zoology and many law books. It looms imposingly as the largest piece of the red wood furniture. 
The most striking feature of this room is the large window taking up nearly the entire wall behind the desk. It shows the striking cityscape of Coruscant. The gardens of the palace are very visible as well as the distant mansions of the residential district and the silver spires of the marketplace and skyport each building's light glistening like tiny jewels in the Republic's crown. In truth this alone adorns the room in more splendor than any worldly possessions. 
 Eluriel is sitting on top of her desk, legs crossed and facing the door. "Supreme Justice, you have my full attention, obviously."
 The Supreme Justice gives a slow sigh. "I have received word that you were notified of the charges in a rather brisk manner," he says. "You must pardon the Director; he is very blunt, but he is also an exemplar of the discipline, obedience, and professionalism that are most lacking in these present times. You understand, of course, that the seriousness of the charge necessitates an immediate response."
 "I understand that I was not given the chance to retain my dignity and give my self up. Nor have my charges been explain. I also do not know who leveled them against me." She eyes the Supreme Justice fiercely, but her face is calm. "I assume you will explain to me why this is happening and eventually give me a chance to prove my innocence. I am no traitor." She says the last sentence quietly. 
 "In truth, the charge remains rather nebulous," Palpatine replies. "You have been charged by Senator Tills. He formally charges you with treason, but has not offered the specifics of the charge. I have assigned an officer to inquire into the evidence, which will include Tills' testimony--probably revolve around it. I apologize if you were inconvenienced greatly, but I requested the Director keep this quiet--I would not want to cause a panic without necessity."
 Eluriel nods her head slowly. "Sooner or later this will get out. Senator Tills is mistaken and I will not bow to his wishes anymore. When they find me innocent I will not be quiet." She looks back at the Supreme Justice. "What is to happen now? I assume there is no point in defending myself now, but I believe his charges are groundless and based on personal suspicion."
 The Supreme Justice sighs. "I cannot think of a worse time, frankly," he says, "for the Chancellor to be accused of a high crime. You have allowed yourself too much latitude, Chancellor, in your choice of companions and associates, otherwise a cold and cunning politician such as Tills would never calculate this as a safe move."
 "I did what I thought was right. -You- know that something is out there and we are threatened. Was it not better for me to search for allies or should I just sit on some pedastool and look pretty for Meena?" The Chancellor hops down from her desk. "I stand by everything I have done and said. It was for the Republic. If this ends up with me removed or in prison so be it." She folds her arms over her chest. "The fact that Senator Tills could not accuse me publicly shows that he knows he has no ground to stand on. He merely wishes to keep me occupied as long as possible." 
 Palpatine says, "To what end?"
 "If I knew that would I not have already tried to stop it?" Eluriel asks sharply. 
 Palpatine takes a step closer to the desk, a pale withered hand moving to rest upon the desk just by the silver plaque. The old man traces the script with his eyes, then sighs. "Senator, I do not know the secrets of your mind, nor can I see into the recesses of your history and determine good deeds from bad. Not without a proper investigation. But I have made a study of human psychology, and it seems to me that your crime is carelessness, not faithlessness. My door has always been open, Chancellor, but I fear you have not quite relied upon me. Now, it is an article of law that we shall presume you innocent unless the court finds you guilty, so the Judiciary will show you every support while the investigation occurs."
: Palpatine says, "Please, don't consider yourself convined to this beautiful office."
 Eluriel bows her head to this, watching Palpatine touch her plaque. "You are right. I should have come to you. But until recently I thought the issues were petty and not worth bothering you over." She sighs. "I am at a loss. I see the corruption all around me but I feel powerless to stop it. I know that dark times are coming but what can I do to prevent it?" She searches the older man's face for some kind of answer in her suddenly visiblbe distress. 
 "You now ask the question that I have asked for fifty years," Palpatine replies with a sardonic twist to his smile."Dark times -are- coming; the Rim is in chaos and the Republic riven by dissent. But I have never lost my faith in the Republic."
 "The Republic is not who I lost my faith in, it is the current state of her politics that is the problem." Eluriel shakes her head. "I will obviously cooperate. Even in my anger, I do not wish to smudge my reputation any more than it already has been. I was rash, perhaps, but my heart has always been for the Republic. She is my mistress and no other." 
 The Supreme Justice sighs, and turns away from the desc, gathering his black robes around him. "My dear Chancellor, would you care to walk with me? There is business without end to attend to. You are right to place the Republic above all other masters. Know that we have arisen into golden ages from deeper troughs than this. A dozen times the Republic has declined; a dozen times it has re-risen. It is a shame, surely, that we do not live in a golden age ..."
 Eluriel bites her lower lip for a moment. "Yes of course, I will walk with you." She pauses a moment to think on his words, her blue eyes gazing up at something invisible on the ceiling. "You are right, I am sure. I just wish I could do more. I feel as if I have failed."
 Palpatine says, "You have chosen the visible path, Senator. Out in the open, where all could detect your designs, and perhaps see in them what they will. I have elected to work indirectly--though not all my choices have proven worthy. Alas, it was I who asked Aljernic to stand for Viceroy--but he was impetuous, and seems to have betrayed us."
: Palpatine looks troubled. "A promising young man," he says. "Even so." He opens the silver door, and moves outside.
: Palpatine presses the touchpad to the right of the door and proceeds out into the hall when it opens for him. 
: Palpatine says, "Are you familiar with the Corellian charges against Agrippa Junik? He has been extradited to Coruscant for trial, given that other worlds also have outstanding lawsuits against him."
 Eluriel shakes her head. "Aljernic..." her voice catches a moment. "Was a great loss to us all... He and I were close and I never suspected. His betrayals have been very hard on me. Perhaps they blur my vision." Eluriel shakes her head softly, freeing it from unwanted emotions. "We cannot see the future, unfortunately." 
: Eluriel looks midly surprised. "No, I hadn't heard. But I am not surprised."
 "There are those who can," Palpatine murmurs. "Yaala'ani of the Jedi prophesies woe and doom even unto Coruscant. Black ships in our sky, raining down the fleet in flames ..." The old man sighs again. "Come, Chancellor. I am aware of Aljernic's close attachment to you--what a shock it must have been. The Jedi have released little substantial information, but I have heard enough to be quite certain of his fate. Well."
: Palpatine moves through the eastern doors. Palpatine passes through one of the doorways on the eastern side of the hall.
 "I am quite certain of his fate," Eluriel says simply. About his comments on Yaala she adds, "I am not close enough to the Jedi to know, but I have heard rumors. I also have had... a vision, I suppose, in reference to Coruscant I believe. I just do not know when these things will occur." She shrugs.
 The old man's face momentarily goes hard and cold. "Yes," he says. "True. The future is full of mystery, shrouded in fear. There is nothing to see there but the terrors that await. We have no control over the grand sweep, only over what we can control with our own power." He steps through the southern door and into a lift.
: Palpatine passes from the building through a shadowed doorway to the south.
 Agrippa sits in a small block-room on a very uncomfortable bunk, tapping his toes lightly against the cold hard floor. 
Whoosh! 
 A blast door snaps open, and the Supreme Justice steps into the detention area, his lips curved down at the corners in a wrinkled sneer of cold command. There is nothing soft or congenial about his face; he looks like a statue carved out of some rugged, corrugated stone, full of hard wrinkles. His pale blue eyes burn with an agitated light. "Where is Mr. Junik, and what is he here for this time?"
 Agrippa stands up at once, "Supreme Justice, I thought you could tell me that! I was brought here by your orders... I was engaged in a security job otherwise... which I've left to my other associates."
 Eluriel follows at much gentler pace. She slides into the room behind the Supreme Justice and moves so her back is against the wall and wathes quietly. Her face is carefully composed to look blank. Her eyes remain on Palpatine.
 Guard Brae Terienn is waiting in the 'lobby' of the detention area when Palpatine comes blasting through. She quickly comes to her senses, starting to briskly follow the Supreme Justice, and ventures, "I believe Your Honor will recall requesting extradition of Mr. Junik to Coruscant."
 "I believe you are quite correct, Officer Brae. Mr. Junik here was extradited at request by Ryloth." Palpatine's mouth twitches with suppressed irritation, or a good facsimile, and he turns his attention back to the cell. "But Mr. Junik here was arrested by CorSec first. I wonder why?"
 Agrippa waves from behind the shielded door and mouths: Let. Me. Out.
 Eluriel remains agaisnt the wall. Her blue eyes flick to Brae for a moment and she almost smiles. But she changes her mind and wathes the Supreme Justice's back instead.
 Brae blinks. "I found Mr. Junik quite at liberty on Corellia," she stammers. "Perhaps the recent... change in administration on Corellia precipitated his release. Even though, as you said, Your Honor, that he is wanted for crimes on various worlds."
 "Well and good," says the Supreme Justice coolly. "Allow Mr. Junik to explain his criminal status on Corellia. I would be very interested in knowing when his trial is to be held."
 Agrippa Junik steps forward and nearly touches the shield wall of his tiny cell. As he casts his gaze from each person in front of him he finally settles on the Supreme Justice, "Your Honor, I must protest the way this has been carried out. It appears the FORMER Corellian Security Chief had some charges he wished to level upon me for weeks. Upon my arrival he arranged a terrible trap which I cooperated with completely and the Viceroy released me to determine if I could find the missing Dreadnaught. I did have a hand in locating the stolen Dreadnaught... and passed the information along. To hear that I am still being charged for crimes which there are no evidence for at all. None was presented to the Viceroy, none to myself. And I was stripped of my weapons and comlink and apparently was to be held indefinitely until they stole my ship."
 If there are agendas here, they are beyond Brae's inexperienced ken. She takes half a step backward, toward the wall where Eluriel is standing. A slightly confused expression tightens her brows, but she retains a professional posture, balling her hands into loose fists at the vicinity of her side trouser seams in a very loose approximation of the 'attention' position. She simply watches, trying to avoid eye contact with Agrippa, until she is addressed again.
 The Supreme Justice glances at Eluriel, then at the detained magnate. His nostrils flare. "It seems," he says, "that young Lord Aljernic conceived a distaste for you, my dear Lord Junik. That is a shame. Ksar has dropped the charges?"
 Eluriel watches Agrippa. She opens her mouth to say something but closes it again and stays silent. She listens carefully to Palpatine, instead.
 Brae takes a deep breath. If this was all just a big miscommunication.... But it's too soon for the very junior guard to relax, yet.
 Agrippa folds his arms, "Let's see... He claims charges of Slavery, Illegal Guns... Spice Trade... and Death Sticks? I believe. But anyone who knows me I'm out of the illegal business. In fact, I haven't moved an ounce of spice in months."
 The Supreme Justice chuckles a little coldly. "Yes, well, there are those who would note that spice-running months ago is still highly illegal. Perhaps you are aware of the relevant laws. I am aware that Ryloth is willing to support you to a surprising degree, Mr. Junik. You are fortunate to have good friends there. You will be released, pending the charges being pressed. If instructed, you will appear immediately or suffer a bounty of not less than twenty thousand credits. Understood?"
 Agrippa spreads his hands, "Spice isn't illegal on Ryloth, Supreme Justice. I always obey the local laws. Of course, as soon as Ryloth changes laws regarding spice, I would never ever touch the stuff. But fair enough. I always show up for court. Though I hope the court will remember the last charges brought against me by a crazed mad-shibb.
 At Agrippa's statement about not moving spice in months, Brae's gaze snaps to the spacer. She raises her eyebrows and puts her hands on her hips. She wears a frown, but a faint bemused twinkle escapes from her eyes.
 The Supreme Justice chuckles mirthlessly. "Junik, you should probably say no more about your spice-running exploits for the present time. There will be a deposition, and you will tell me everything, but--"
: His comsys lights up suddenly--a magenta warning light--and he removes a black datapad from within his robes. 
: Suddenly, his face drains quite pale.
 "Supreme Justice," Eluriel moves forward. "What is it?" Her expression is suddenly panicked.
 Palpatine turns abruptly away and walks over to the table, where he puts down the datapad. He leans heavily against the silver surface. Then he straightens up. "Officer," he says quietly, "release Mr. Junik from his cell. Chancellor, Ord Mantell was just captured by a fleet of black ships."
 Brae's response is more muted. The twinkle simply disappears from her eyes and she turns her attention to Palpatine. She waits patiently, but seriously, for events to become clear. When addressed, she crosses to the intercomm and presses the button to pass instructions along to the bailiff.
 Eluriel's hand flies to her mouth. "They have come..." she whispers. She stands terribly still, her other hand slowly curling into a fist. "It has fallen?" she asks as if she didn't hear him right.
 Agrippa blinks a few times at that rather surprising news, "The entire planet?"
 "Sacked. The Garrison Fortress and Spaceport are taken. No further transmissions since." Palpatine's eyes have gone cold and faraway. "Black ships."
 Brae is preoccupied with the minutiae of releasing the prisoner. One of the bailiff's assistants appears, carrying Agrippa's weapon and comlink, and passes the equipment to Brae to hold. The assistant keys in the code that releases the energy field, and the barred cell door slides into the wall with a pneumatic hiss. Brae holds out the equipment to the spacer.
Brae drops her BlasTech DL-44 Blaster Pistol.
Agrippa picks up a BlasTech DL-44 Blaster Pistol.
 Eluriel takes a few breaths. "Coruscant," she murmurs after a moment. "Where are Corellia's defenses? We should send the rest of the Navy... they will take us all if we do not fight." Her voice is raised slightly but not quite urgently as if her mouth has gone on autopilot. 
 Agrippa folds his arms, "I'd worry less about Coruscant at first, Chancellor. I've flown through the fleet above plenty of times. The question I have is what of Vanix, Byss, Kuat, and Merr Sonn... if they capture a battle droid factory... we might be facing an even graver threat."
 "Corellia's defenses?" Palpatine says sourly. "A month ago, two Corellian dreadnaughts orbited that world."
: A long pause. Then he sighs. "Now -- a defense platform and a light cruiser, both on loan from Coruscant. I have made good a modicum of her losses. Corellia is safe enough, if anything is--and Coruscant is secure. But --"
 Eluriel nods her head. "For now," she says quietly.
 Only now, her job finished, does Brae allow herself to follow the flow of the conversation. She simply frowns. Someone has to stay sensible. "Are you sure someone isn't overreacting? There's been a lot of militia instability on the Rim it seems," she offers cynically. "Perhaps it was only a matter of time before something spilled over."
 Palpatine rises smoothly to his feet, scooping up the datapad and walking toward the doorway at a slow shuffle. "Officer, a war fleet is not to be treated casually. We should proceed to the Guard Headquarters. They will have all the necessary equipment to keep abreast of the situation."
 Eluriel looks to Palpatine. "I am to come with you?" she closes her cloak around her shoulders as a sudden chill runs down her spine.
 If it's a rebuke, Brae doesn't react to it, except to stand her ground. "Our control hub is upstairs. There may be independent reports from elsewhere in the Galaxy that can give us more information." She holds out a hand, palm up, to indicate the direction to the lift. "This way," she offers to the Chancellor.
 Agrippa places his hands on his hips and nods, "I am free to go, then? As long as I show up for my trial?"
 "Chancellor," murmurs the Supreme Justice as he moves through the doors, "I suggest you call an emergency session of the Senate. Mr. Junik, I don't suppose you would accept a contract from Coruscant to carefully scout the Mantell System."
 "Scouting is my middle name, Supreme Justice. I've got pilots and men... I doubt I'll have to set foot on the planet... and Lightning Wing is made for this purpose," he answers, then adds, "Of course, I have to return to Sullust to consolidate the ships together."
 Palpatine says, "This will be a lengthy operation, my dear Mr. Junik. But consider yourself hired. Coruscant will pay 7500 credits for news. 10,000 if you can estimate the scope of the threat on Mantell."
 Eluriel nods her head. "I shall need access to a galatic comlink. Is there one on Coruscant, the only one I have access to is on Corellia and I don't think flying there is a good idea." She watches Palpatine a moment. "What should I say to not cause too much panic?"
 Palpatine enters the repulsorlift as the doors part for him with a hollow moan.
Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch
The interior of this room seems almost to glow with a light of its own; finished completely in clean, white durasteel, the tall cylindrical chamber tapers slightly as it rises twenty meters overhead. The floor of this brilliant chamber recedes over several shallow steps from northwest to southeast, ending in a wide, semi-spherical depression the interior of which is dotted with bulbous silver holo-projectors. A translucent green projection of the City dominates the southeastern end of the chamber rotating slowly in place, while countless lanes of air traffic criss-cross the surface and tiny points of illumination hover around it like dust mites. 
Arranged in a half-circle around the awesome display are several rows of huge communications terminals manned by a veritable army of communications officers and space traffic controlers. Behind these banks of control panels is a wide thoroughfare joining the northern and western entrances of the facility. The highest platform of the facility rises in the gentle arch of a Command Overlook and at the very rear, the northwestern wall bulges inward slightly in a seperate office, flanked on either side by sliding double doors.
Comsys: There is a comsystem here.
 Eluriel picks up the comsys and speaks clearly into it.
 Palpatine seats himself in a great black chair which turns to regard a glowing array of datascreens. He scans the gleaming screens; then the chair rotates still further, and the Supreme Justice watches Eluriel with placid interest.
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Attention all Senators, this is Chancellor Persee. I am calling an immediate meeting of the Senate. This is an emergency. Please come right away to Coruscant to discuss." 
 Agrippa follows the group and seems ill at ease. His eyes unfocused as he works out a plan in his mind.
 Brae exits the lift and steps aside to wait with her back to a wall and be out of the way. The Chancellor and the Supreme Justice can do what they need to do.
 Eluriel turns back to the Supreme Justice. "No one is answering me.... do you think they will come?" Her skin around her eyes is tense, her hands are shaking slightly as she holds the comsys.
 Agrippa smirks, "I should think they will, not all the planets have galactic comlinks, do they?" he answers and then glances around, "I can do more out there... I have a military organization that is waiting for orders, no doubt. You can reach me through the Sullust system..."
 The Supreme Justice's eyes gleam coldly. "Chancellor, do what you can. That is all you can do."
Briseis flanks Brae, moving to settle beside her against the wall in silence, with tension written in the strict lines of her posture and face. She folds her hands tightly behind the small of her back.
 Eluriel sets down the comsys and finds a chair to slump in, looking defeated. Obviously antsy and not interested in waiting. She folds her hands in her lap and makes her mouth into a hard line.
 The Supreme Justice stirs in his chair. His voice, cold and distant, slides through the air like a wintry current. "It would seem that some sort of situation is emerging on Merr Sonn."
 "This is an act of war," Eluriel says, sitting up in her chair. "We have reason to believe this is all part of one tied effort."
 "Coruscant is fully mobilized for a defense," murmurs the Supreme Justice. "It is for you to authorize military action."
: Palpatine says, "The Guard will deploy at your command."
 Eluriel looks slightly numb. "We can't send all our forces, we must hold back some... they obviously have a plan if Ord Mantell has fallen as well..." She looks thoughtful for a moment. "What do you think Supreme Justice, you have more experience than I do."
 Considering the monitors, Brae ponders, her brows furrowing in concentration. "Ord Mantell and Merr Sonn are almost on the opposite side of the galaxy. Who could pull something like that off?" Brae wonders, leaning to the side and murmuring to Briseis.
 "We need intelligence before we act... I've been in the dark too long," Eluriel adds sadly.
 "Clearly," murmurs the Supreme Justice, "we face a concerted threat from a well-organized and powerful enemy--an enemy acting according to a plan. What do Ord Mantell and Merr Sonn have in common?"
 Briseis 's brief glance toward Brae is stiff and she swallows tightly. "I don't know," she answers in a quiet murmur. 
: "But clearly--" she breaks off as Palpatine speaks again, echoing nearly her own thoughts, and she jerks her head toward him in silent indication.
 Eluriel says, "They are both near the Rim, and in the Corellian Corridor... Am I missing something?"
 Palpatine says, "Both are equidistant from Coruscant, by the commonest corridors. Two jumps. These are targets selected for their relative distance from the capital. The next blow may strike Sienar Sector. Sullust Sector. Thyferra Sector. Merr Sonn Sector."
 "They are closing in on us..." Eluriel glares at the comsys for a moment. "We have to protect our borders, we need to mobilize all Republic forces to keep this from happening. We need to defend ourselves..." She looks at Brae and Briseis. "What do we have here on Coruscant? What can we send to aid Mer Sonn and not leave ourselves vulnerable?"
 Brae turns to defer to Briseis' superior rank and knowledge on the subject.
 The Supreme Justice says, with cold detachment, "The Fleet is in orbit in the outskirts of the system. The Coruscant Space Guard may be capable of swifter immediate deployment. With the Fleet to protect Coruscant, we could spare two Bayonet-class light cruisers."
 Eluriel nods. "Do it," she says with a soft command. "At least it will start action on our side. Then we can figure out what to do next." She bites her lip again. "The highest priority is not to let Coruscant fall. It is the pride and hope of the Republic..." her voice trails off and she concentrates on her hands, balled up in her lap, still thinking. "We also must alert Ksar on Corellia, when the noose closes it will close on him first."
 Palpatine keys the command couch, and instructs coolly, "Forces of the Republic Guard, please repair to the CCA Protector, on the West Tower Landing Pad, for immediate departure for Merr Sonn. This is not a drill or a test. We suspect the Merr Sonn System is under attack."
: He turns his head. "Officer," he says to Briseis, "I took the liberty of scanning your file after you were assigned the mission by the Director. You have some fighter experience. Go to the Sector 728 Land-Docks and form a squadron with the fighters there." He turns his head to Brae. "Officer, take command of the CCA Protector. Troops will board the vessel shortly."
 Putting her head in her hands Eluriel tries to think. "Sienar has its own military, correct? We should alert Tarkin that he could be next... Where are the bulk of our forces currently? All here?"
 Palpatine says, "That is one of the principal advantages of a central location."
 Eluriel reaches for the comsys again. "It doesn't look like anyone is coming, I will contact them directly."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Senator Tarkin, this the Chancellor, do you copy?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Senator Antilles, are you there? Can you reply? This is urgent."
 Briseis steps forward as Palpatine's gaze falls on her, already nodding briskly. "Of course, sir," she answers, jaw tightening with determination.
 At first, Brae glances toward Briseis and prepares to follow the other, more superior officer. But then when she is given orders of her own, the very young woman's eyes bug widely for a moment. Is the Supreme Justice serious? Too many years behind a desk maybe? Her eyebrows shrug it off, and then she nods and turns on her heel to head back down the lift.
 Briseis turns instantly to follow Brae, hot on her heels in the hustle toward ships
 COMSYS: (all channels) Palpatine speaks into his command-chair arm. "Departing Guard unit. Be advised that if you make contact with a superior force, you should withdraw intact. May the Force be with you."
 COMSYS: (all channels) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "Distress call! Distress call!"
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "What is the nature of your distress? Where are you located?" 
 COMSYS: (all channels) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "We are in the Orbit of Corus II ... <gasp for breath> The ... The passenger liner from Corellia was attacked in the orbit of Shili. Horrible, disgusting creatures ..."
 COMSYS: (all channels) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "But that's not the worst part!"
 The Chancellor turns to Palpatine. "They are here, above us." It sounds almost like a question.
 COMSYS: (all channels) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "The ship came under attack from a squadron of fighters. A V19, a few Stingers ... we fought them off but they fled to Merr Sonn. I followed and I saw a huge ship there, a Battlecruiser. They said ... they said Merr Sonn was 'Black Imperial space'."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Where is the cruise ship now?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "The cruise ship stayed at Shili."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "What kind of damage, to you and the ship in Shili?"
 Palpatine sags slightly in his seat, his eyes narrowed, a hand against his temple. "A battlecruiser," he murmurs. "Send word to the Navy to scramble a similar vessel, and perhaps there will be even odds in the system."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "It doesn't matter! Merr Sonn is under attack from a hostile Naval force. <falter> I'm losing blood..."
 "The cruise ship has been attacked, it is in Shili's orbit... No one can respond because there are on that ship." She listens to the comsys and then to Palpatine. "We must send someone up to bring this messenger back, he is injured."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A deep, old male voice says, "Chancellor Persee, do you copy? This is Tuil Lindo."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "We will get help to you."
 COMSYS: (all channels) From Skywalker, A calm, young male voice says, "No, we're not at Shili anymore. It's safe there, now -- forces have attacked Merr Sonn. Go to Merr Sonn!"
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "All Republic Navy forces, the Chancellor commands that battlecruiser be sent immediately to Mer Sonn." 
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Knight Lindo, I hear you, over."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From SFS Shadow of Light, A deep, old male voice says, "This is Lindo, I am here on Coruscant. Do you require me to stay?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Bothawui, A male voice says, "This is Republic Navy Captain Ares del Tari Delore. We copy your orders and are en route to Merr Sonn, over."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Lindo, can you discover what happened to the cruise ship above Shili?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "May the Force be with you, Captain, send back word when you have a better idea of the situation there."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From SFS Shadow of Light, A deep, old male voice says, "The ship was apparently boarded by strange creatures led by Lord Phelan Kell. They were driven off and then the ship was attacked by rogue fighters which were in turn driven off. The ship put down on Shili so that the civilians could seek medical attention."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I need Senators Antilles and Tarkin to put the armies of their respective planets on high alert. We are at war, Jedi. I have tried to reach them to no avail."
 Palpatine sits in a raised black chair in front of a glowing series of holodisplays, Chancellor Eluriel not far away. He looks deeply perturbed. His eyes are narrowed, distant. He frowns. "Even odds is not good enough," he says. "We must send a greater force."
 Looking rather beaten like a proverbial Red-headed step child, Jana approaches the Government center, staggering moreso but timing her movements to draw little attention and flashing her ID as a Jedi to any who come across as she attempts to gain access to where the command center is. There, the lift stops for the Padawan spreading open as she staggers out.
: Hell is upon Jana's face, a long gash above one eye across her face to the bottom of her jaw, spliting her features and red, unhealed. Her right arm hangs uselessly from the massive wound there and her robes are nothing more than tattered shreds. "Chancellor..." Her voice creaks out.
 COMSYS: From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "this is Antilles to Dispatch. Please identify yourself."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Ksar! This is Eluriel, I have been trying to reach you. What is your situation, is Corellia safe?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From SFS Shadow of Light, A deep, old male voice says, "There is Antilles now. I don't know about Senator Tarkin. May the Force be with you, Chancellor."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "I just shuttled in from Shili. Corellia appears to be safe. I've closed to shields. Its just shuttle traffic. What's going on?"
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Navy, please send more forces to Merr Sonn." 
 COMSYS: (all channels) From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "This is Antilles. The surface of Merr Sonn appears clear of hostiles."
 Eluriel turns to see the Jedi enter. "Jana!" she cries, rushing over to the girl. "What happened to you?" She takes the young girl in her arms. "We must get you help."
: Eluriel turns to Palpatine. "I heard that you have medical experience sir," her eyes plead, she ignores the viciously buzzing comsys.
 Palpatine looks thoughtfully down at the Jedi, then descends from his chair, black robes puddling around his feet. "I have a great deal of medical skill," he says, "but not a kindly touch."
 Jana staggers at the movement momentarily and swallows some times to generate moisture used to wet her mouth and lick her lips, swollen and bruised looking themselves. "I was on... the vessel attacked. These things are not... they are creatures." Her green eyes close and her voice strengthens with the movement. "Insect like creatures which use claws to attack. I did not see anything to indicate they used any kind of ranged weaponry. However they are fast, very fast and very dangerous."
: Jana coughs a bit, covering her mouth but not well enough to hide the blood that appears on her lips. "This information had to ... be gotten." Jana looks at Palpatine and shakes her head, "No... I will be alright with time." There is no attempt or capability of Jana to hide the fact she has no favor towards Palpatine after their last encounter.
 Eluriel strokes Jana's hair. "You did good, at least rest. I must alert the system." She moves Jana slowly to a chair and sit her down and then reaches for the comsys. She glances at Palpatine only briefly before ignoring whatever static is between the two.
 Jana does not have much capability to decline or fight, she does end up in the chair. Her hair it should be noted, is not red simply from color at the moment, but dried blood as well. She suffered quite a few injuries it would seem.
 Eluriel looks at Jana with large frightened eyes. She wants to help her but cannot, instead she tries to focus on what to do next.
: "We should find out if these black ships are heading towards other planets, especially Sienar and Vanix... the wealthy ones." She looks at Palpatine. "Do we have anyone who can scout for us out there?"
 "Agrippa Junik has been deployed," Palpatine murmurs. "That is something, at any rate." He folds his hands before him. "I am prepared to take to the stars myself, if need be," he says calmly. "Though I am an old man, I am not without some experience of battle."
 Eluriel nods. "I upgraded my ship recently, in my fears... and my entourage... I have some officer training from back in school... but, I don't know what use I will be."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "I'm here Chancellor. Corellia is free!"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Ord Mantell has fallen, Merr Sonn will soon. What do your forces look like? Can you help support the Navy? This is war. They are making a circle around Coruscant, you are in grave danger.... What of Naval Intelligence do they have any idea what is happening? Do you have an officer I can speak to?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "We have a battle station in orbit. We have a fighter squadron ready to fly. Our shields are up and secure and our troops are formed. I'm afraid Naval Intelligence does not have any information."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Do you have any one who would be willing to scout around Vanix and Sienar?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "We have reason to believe they might be next."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "I have a pilot who might be persuaded to have a look around. I'll ask him. Can you stand by?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Chancellor, standing by."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Can I get a Naval Officer to debrief me on what our current situation is out there? And can someone pick up the pilot in the Skywalker?" 
 The doors to the repulsorlift split with a hiss, revealing High Baron Ontio's distinctive form just eyond. He steps into the dispatch center, aristocratic robes trailing in his wake. Despite the dire circumstances of the evening, Kisaha appears to be entirely calm and in control of his wits. Of course, that may just be trick. Lack of facial expression occasionally has its advantages.
 "Chancellor. Do we now have vessels with galactic-ranged communications present in the Merr Sonn System?"
: Palpatine consults the communications booth. "The RNS Coruscant is out of frequency. But it is within range."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "This is the Chancellor, if the Rachnois can hear me... please get word to the Coruscant... Tell them to report back the situation on the 000000 frequency. Out." 
 Kisaha Ontio drifts closer to the communication terminals. "Chancellor," he greets, "Supreme Justice." The tall figure lingers in silence for a moment, his domed eyes focusing in upon the readouts currently on display. In an opportune moment, where his statements would not be a disturbance, he speaks again. "I have been informed that Ord Mantell has fallen to an invading force, and that a naval engagement has begun while I was enroute to Coruscant. Where is this taking place?"
 Eluriel glances up at the Senator entering and then looks back to Jana. "I am trying to contact them, Sir." She bites her lower lip. "Antilles says he may have a scouter for us."
: Eluriel nods to the Senator. "I think we are facing war, Sir, some of our forces are on Mer Sonn."
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000000000.
 Kisaha Ontio turns his attention away from Eluriel, briefly glancing toward Palpatine before he speaks again. "My flagship is in orbit," states the High Baron. "If necessary, I will proceed to the site of the engagement and provide assistance."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "This is Coruscant. We are in orbit of Merr Sonn and are continuing to attack while we attempt to rescue surrounded forces on the planet."
 "Yes, please go," Eluriel says directly. "They are requesting aid."
 The Supreme Justice nods curtly. "The Chancellor has the right of the situation," he says. "There is a Carrack for Coruscant which I may take to the Merr Sonn System myself. We face a very threatening foe."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "We are sending you aid."
 Palpatine says, "I do not wish to lose the Coruscant Space Guard in this encounter."
 Eluriel looks to the Supreme Justice. "Are you going? I assume I shall stay here and continue to try coordinate."
 "Do not be concerned," says Kisaha, even as he turns away to approach the repulsorlift doors. "I will show these invaders the effectiveness of Kuati design. You will receive a communication from me when I arrive in the system." He goes without hesitation, the lift taking him downward.
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "That may be unnecessary, Dispatch, but we will advise. Coruscant out."
 "The Coruscant thinks it may not be neccessary, stay here Supreme Justice. You presence is calming for me, we made need you elsewhere, later." Eluriel watches the Senator leave.
 Palpatine settles back into his seat with an unruffled smile. "Very well. A victory over Merr Sonn would be our first victory of the day."
 "They say it is favorable, at the moment," she says quietly.
 Palpatine says, "We know not their power, their forces, their allies, or even their political philosophy. We only know that they call themselves an Empire."
 "And weird aliens, so it seems... Jana and Tuil said so." She shakes her head. "If I can get some more ships to scout maybe we can get some information.... who has these kinds of forces?" The Chancellor takes a moment in the comsys silence to breathe.
 The Supreme Justice turns the chair away. His disembodied voice murmurs only, "Yaala'ani is not the only one who dreamed dark dreams of invasion. An enemy of colossal power ... a fleet of black ships ... an unknown army of vast strength. I have seen them in my dreams."
 Eluriel sits up, suddenly interested. "You too? What did you see?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "Ietzan of Navy Gamma Four reporting, ma'am! I am a pilot, but I lack a hyperdrive."
 "A black fleet ... crawling past Coruscant, its shadow falling over Corellia. Ord Mantell and Kuat burned in its wake. The Republic was swept away. And now the black fleet has come." Palpatine's chair slowly turns round and he regards Eluriel with a cold smile. "But I have made preparations against this day. Chancellor, the Republic will triumph."
 COMSYS: (all channels) A male voice says, "This is Jedi Knight Divak Tan. Do you copy, Chancellor. What is the situation?"
 "Preparations?" Her voice is hollow.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "We have reason to believe Vanix is threatened. If I get you a ship, can you scout around Vanix. I have reason to believe they are in danger."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "Ma'am, I certainly can scout if I acquire a ship. It would be my duty and honor to do so."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Knight Divak Tan, I copy. We are under attack. Ord Mantell has fallen and Merr Sonn is under attack. We have reason to believe they are closing in on Coruscant."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Where are you located, Ietzan?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "I am at the Public Spaceport on Coruscant, ma'am."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "My ship is there. Patitapavana. I will unlock her for you."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "I will take good care of her, ma'am."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Do you have any information? Are the Jedi available for support?"
 Palpatine nods coldly. "I have spent vast sums of money," he says, "to secure Coruscant. Turrets, shields, soldiers for the Guard -- all this. But more. When the Hutts plundered my second home, Yidri, I gave refuge to two thousand Yidrians. Men. Survivors of the attack. They were holding out with blasters -- rocks -- flinders of wood. Holding off Hutt mercenaries for days. The Republic will not fall as long as I live."
: Palpatine says, "As long as they live."
 "You still have these forces is what you're saying?" Eluriel watches him very calmly.
 Palpatine nods curtly.
 Jana returns from the facilities where she had been cleaning herself, catching the tail end of what Palpatine speaks. "Nor while I live." The Jedi Padawan speaks quietly, still looking terribly torn up physically. "Should any get past the defenses, I will give you both the time necessary to escape."
 COMSYS: A male voice says, "There are Jedi and we will lend aid, Chancellor. Where are our forces needed?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Caliban, A smooth male voice says, "Antilles here. No hostile ships over Ord Mantell."
 Eluriel swallows. "Hopefully it will not come to that," it is an answer to both of them. She switches back to the comsys. "The Jedi offer aid. I am sending them to Merr Sonn but not to engage unless the Coruscant tell them to---wait. The Caliban says there is nothing above Ord Mantel..." She scrunches up her eyebrows and considers this.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "What about on the ground?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Caliban, A smooth male voice says, "I'll check it out."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Go to Merr Sonn. Discover the situation. Do not engage unless the Coruscant tells you to. Report back and we will consider our options. Thank you."
 Palpatine takes his personal comlink from within his robe and places it to his ear.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Palpatine says, "Yaala'ani, Merr Sonn and Ord Mantell are threatened by a vast fleet of black ships. Your prophecy has been realized."
 Jana as well pulls her comlink out, leaning against a wall and begins to speak into it with a soft voice.
 COMSYS: A male voice says, "This is Knight Divak Tan at the Retreat on Coruscant. That is a negative on Merr Sonn. It is too far away for the operations you request."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana weary sounding, "Master. I am in the Government Center with the Chancellor and the Supreme Justice keeping it secure."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "If you cannot leave Coruscant, there is little you can do at the moment besides stand by."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Palpatine says, "I am going to Castle Pyramus now. I have done all I can at Republic Guard Headquarters, and I am satisfied that the Chancellor has the situation under control. Though she is young, she is not entirely a forlorn hope. I must call upon all the resources that are at my disposal."
 COMSYS: A male voice says, "Let us know of any further developments, Chancellor. Knight Tan, out."
 Eluriel stis back a moment. "We cannot send our forces in pieces like this. We need to figure out what is going on and then send them in a stronger force."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "I doubt I will ever win any beauty contests. But I will survive."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "Yes. At present both are secure. The situation here is nominal, there are firm defenses upon the perimeter and Coruscant is well defended. Should any attacker get through, I can provide adequate time for their escape."
 Palpatine turns to Eluriel. "The correct course of action, Chancellor, is an absolute muster of the firepower of the Republic. Recall all warships not engaged, but send scout pickets to the target systems. Then perhaps we will know where to strike. And we will have a hammer-blow for our counterattack. I shall contact you when I reach my castle."
 "I shall ask them to return then." She leans over to touch the Supreme Justice's arm. "Thank you for your faith in me."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Palpatine says, "I do not know, but I soon will."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "This is Chancellor Persee. All Republic warships not currently engaged must return to Coruscant." 
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000123456.
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "This is Chancellor Persee. All Republic warships not currently engaged must return to Coruscant." 
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000000000.
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "Reporting, ma'am. I searched Vanix. I encountered a single ship within the system, in Castella Delore Airspace. It seemed unaggressive."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Are you willing to do the same thing for Sienar?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "This is RNS Coruscant to Dispatch. Do you copy?"
 Eluriel says, "The scout says no threat to Vanix, right now."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "We copy, what is your situation?"
 COMSYS: From CS Red Leader, A male voice says, "here"
 COMSYS: From Caliban, A smooth male voice says, "Antilles here. Any word, Dispatch?"
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Red Leader, please identify." 
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "Yes, ma'am."
 Palpatine says, "Good. We will want frequent patrols in all threatened systems. Now, I must depart for my Castle."
: Palpatine says, "I will see what resources Coruscant can muster for this fight."
: Palpatine says, "What resources I can collect."
 Eluriel nods.
 Palpatine enters the repulsorlift as the doors part for him with a hollow moan.
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Coruscant to Dispatch: Enemy ships continue to be blockaded in low Merr Sonn orbit. Coruscant has been forced to withdraw to the outskirts of the system to effect repairs."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "High-ranking officers please get in range to respond to orders or come to Republic Guard Headquarters." 
 Jana remains leaning against the doorway, not far from the lift, her chest rising and falling levelly if not with some struggle.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Coruscant, are you able to return home?"
 COMSYS: From CS Red Leader, A male voice says, "CorSec escort for the Caliban."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Coruscant to Dispatch: We have propulsion, affirmative. Switching to Channel R to monitor inner system operations. Please contact us on that frequency from here on out. Coruscant out."
 Eluriel gives Jana a worried look. And turns back to the raging comsys. "Hang in there," She murmurs.
 The sound of a short cough turned chuckle is heard as the Padawan laughs softly. "It is not me, that is in danger of falling apart at the moment." The girl observes. "Merr Sonn and Mantell... completely seperate from each other across the core."
 COMSYS: A male voice says, "This is Divak Tan from the Jedi Retreat. Glad to hear you are safe, Red Leader. Glad to hear your voice, Caliban. What is the situation? What are our losses?"
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Red Leader, if you and the Caliban are not engaged, we are bringing all ships to Coruscant and then will be sending parties out to scout for intelligence on the current situation." 
 COMSYS: From CS Red Leader, A male voice says, "We have time, Dispatch, if you need our assistance."
 COMSYS: From Coruscant: Audience Chamber, A soft, oily male voice says, "I have arrived within my castle. My Lady Chancellor, here I will remain in person until the situation stabilizes, but I will not be inactive."
 COMSYS: From Caliban, A smooth male voice says, "Caliban, waiting for instructions. Over and out."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Caliban, what is the ground situation on Ord Mantell?" 
 
 "Ah, Antilles... I should send him to get me some robes from the Jedi and bring them to me... and a least a drink, a good stiff drink." Jana's voice sounds mildly coherent as she speaks, but also a bit drifty.
 "Its a 2 jump circle, they are ringing us, a noose for Coruscant."
 "No... not a noose, a fence." Jana says quietly blinking her eyes open. "Coruscant is too well defended to fall easily. However, if we are fenced in they are able to pluck everywhere else."
 COMSYS: (all channels) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "It's not worth it, Dreadnaught captain! Let go of your fear!"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Jedi, I do have a task. Jana is here and injured. I have no supplies to help. Can you come, or send someone who can help?"
 COMSYS: From Caliban, A smooth male voice says, "Caliban here. No enemy forces sighted from orbit. Great Rock is clear. I picked up some CorSec units just outside of Worlport. I'm guessing they're holed up in the Fortress."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Come back Caliban. We do not want to send troops down yet. I need pilots to scout before we make any moves." 
 COMSYS: From Caliban, A smooth male voice says, "Negative. I didn't land troops. I picked up two turret crews while I was scouting."
 COMSYS: (all channels) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "If I surrender, what do I have to look forward to, /Admiral/?"
 COMSYS: (all channels) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "When last we met, you called me 'friend'? Is that still the case?"
 Jana's eyes blink and she struggles forward a bit. "Who is commanding the Coruscant?" She only gets a couple of steps with the lift stops, turning the Padawan looks towards the doors but seeing it is not any real looking threat, her hand lowers from her hip.
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000123456.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "What is the situation Coruscant? Do you need help?"
 "It is Tuil," Eluriel says distractedly.
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Coruscant to Command, not at this time. We are continuing to monitor the situation."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Who is commanding the ship you are transmitting to?"
 Jana's eyes close slightly as she inhales slowly and exhales quietly before nodding her head.
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Perhaps once a friend."
 "Sit down, Jana," Eluriel's voice is commanding.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Jedi, this is no time for your evasivness. Please tell us who you suspect, it is imperative."
 Jana's eyes blink at Eluriel and she smiles slightly, "With all due respect Chancellor? I'll have enough time to rest when I'm dead." The girl states back with a soft tone before glancing to the door again. It's evident the Padawan is on security detail for the moment but seeing it appears no threat looks back towards Eluriel. "Tell Tuil to relay to you, so that I may relay to Master Vairde if he is attempting to play coy.
 Eluirel says, "All he is saying is a friend. We are safe, Jana, please, sit down, I may need you more later."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "I cannot be sure until I see her face to face. Her voice is familiar, but she has not identified herself."
 
 "He is lying." Jana says quietly, actually moving towards a chair very stiffly, nearly collapsing into it. "For he has no friends."
 Eluriel says, "He says it is a woman."
 COMSYS: (all channels) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Admiral, can we not meet on neutral ground?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Are you surrendering? I command you to come home, Coruscant."
 "Tell him to stop prancing around and give a name." Jana speaks softly towards Eluriel, her head rolling back some. "He obviously knows who it is. We must know who we are dealing with."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "You are in a Republic ship, you are under my command. Give me the name and come back to base."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "I would surrender myself only. Never a Republic dreadnaught."
 
 Jana sits up a bit, groaning. "Tell Lindo... that under I am ordering him to tell us who he is dealing with under the authority of Master Vairde."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I have orders from Jana, with the authority of Master Vairde, to command you to tell us who you think we are dealing with."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Is Justice Palpatine available?"
 Eluriel says, "He is asking for Palpatine"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "He is on another channel. I am in charge here."
 "He is not answering the direct question." Jana speaks quietly where she is sitting. "The orders of the Master and Council still stand."
 Eluriel says, "Palpatine left me in control and your master demands an answer, he is being reckless."
 COMSYS: (all channels) A male voice says, "This is Divak Tan checking in. What is the status over Coruscant? Has the situation stabilized over Merr Sonn? Over."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Lindo, you must answer. Over."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Please stand by, we are receiving word from in-system on the evacuation of civilians."
 Jana nods her head, "I will make contact with Knight Tan and the others of the Order to alert them. Continue pressing him to reveal the name of who is in command of the other fleet he is facing."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From RNS Coruscant, A deep, old male voice says, "Euphemia Bellamy."
 Eluriel says, "Euphemia Bellamy"
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000000000.
 
 Jana's eyes blink a bit towards Eluriel and she nods, turning to her comlink quickly to speak into it.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I think I have discovered who is behind this."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "I scouted out Sienar, ma'am. Nothing but an Orbital Defense Station in Sienar Prime Airspace."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Thank you for your service. Please stand by for further orders."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "Master, Knight Lindo has identified the commander of the fleet that he is confronting. Euphemia Bellamy. I repeat, Euphemia Bellamy. Do you require assistance Master, I can be there in moments with a dispatch."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "Yes, ma'am."
 "The Retreat is under attack." Jana says quietly towards Eluriel, looking at her steadily.
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Republic Headquarters is back online. All forces please update." 
 Eluriel stares at her. "Now? By who?"
 COMSYS: From CS Red Leader, A male voice says, "Red Squadron standing by. Caliban available upon request."
 
 "Master Vairde indicated there is mass rioting occuring, it is most likely by these sources, directed at the Jedi." Jana explains towards Eluriel, seeming extremely composed considering the news she delivers.
 "Is the situation under control or do they need ground forces?" Eluriel remains quiet. "I have armies but I need to stay here and direct..."
 "I am awaiting an update. If they do require assistance, I will have to go.. even in my condition." Jana states simply, and her condition is still 'wtfedup'.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Knight Lindo has discovered that Euphemia Bellamy is controlling one of the attacking ships. She works for Nash Dragen, sir."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "They are secured Master. I can assist you at the Retreat."
 Eluriel turns. "Let me come with you. My armies can help."
 
 "There have been blasters discharged Eluriel." Jana says, forgoing the formal title. "I have been ordered to stay." A slow smile creeps on her lips, "I do not follow orders."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "I will accept your assessment Master, however I can be there with reinforcements to help address the situation in short order. Should any change occur, contact immediately."
 Eluriel says, "I should not be idle and when I have forces at my disposal as well."
 "My orders are to ensure your safety Chancellor. I can only go, where you go." Jana explains, and yes her green eyes are twinkling.
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Coruscant: Audience Chamber, A soft, oily male voice says, "Is that so? Euphemia is with them?"
 "Let me give last orders and we shall go."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Coruscant: Audience Chamber, A soft, oily male voice says, "She was always an independent child."
 COMSYS: (all channels) A calm male voice says, "This is Haquien Maut, Republic Navy Soldier, piloting the CCS Grandeur, broadcasting on all frequencies. I've just arrived from Merr Sonn with civilian passengers rescued from the surface. I'm requesting orders. Over."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "It is true, Supreme Justice. And I know for a fact that Nash holds her strings."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "With your permission sir, should I transfer this infomation to the Navy, that the attack is manifested by Nash Dragen until other intelligence comes in?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I also am hearing the Jedi Retreat is under attack."
 COMSYS: From Coruscant: Audience Chamber, A soft, oily male voice says, "Nash Dragen. So we know our enemy. The Retreat is under the attack--I am coming with soldiers."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Until further intelligence all Naval force should return to Coruscant. Nash Dragen is attacking the Republic. I need scouts who are willing to use this information and bring back further intelligence. All major firepower shall stay with the capital." 
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "Master. The Chancellor has identified one, Nash Dragen, as employer and... as she put it, string puller, of Bellamy. She suspects him of being the Mastermind behind this attack."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "Ma'am, I remain willing to scout wherever you need. Danger is no object."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Caliban, do you copy this information. Can you send scouts to this effect?" 
 "The situation at the retreat is under control Eluriel." Jana says calmly towards the Chancellor.
 "Is it? Palpatine is going with troops."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "While the gesture is a brave one Master. I would think counsel at this point needs to be taken for a firm plan. There are many pilots."
 Jana nods her head, "According to Master Vairde, yes. Although if rioting is beginning perhaps extra presence of security to reassure the people is not out of line."
 Eluriel says, "I will not call him back then."
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Transferring channels, please hold." 
 "At the least however alert him to the calm of the situation so that things maintain an air of normalcy." Jana speaks quietly.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "The Jedi say they have the situation under control but I doubt your security will be unwanted."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Corellia: Viceroy's Office, A smooth male voice says, "Dispatch, this is Antilles. Any chance we could get a Navy ship seconded to CorSec for some additional cover in orbit?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "And you would be no different than Master, I have seen you fly. It is like watching a Praetor attempt to navigate through a library hall. If you have intelligence regarding Dragen, please share with me so I may dissimenate it at the least."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A calm male voice says, "Dispatch, CCS Grandeur has landed. Civilians on board have been told to wait near the ship until further accomidations can be made -- We only managed to save around one hundred. I, Haquien Maut, am going to the medical facilities and am going to report to the Republic Guard. My comsystem is still active. Maut over and out."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Can you cover Corellia until further notice?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "It was an assumption Master. I did not realize you intended to walk."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I am doing what I can."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Do as is needed. If you are not injured, more protection on Corellia is requested, when you have finished."
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000123456.
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Coruscant, what is your current status?" 
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "All Republic Forces on this Channel who can report, please do so." 
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Any Repulic forces, please switch to the main channel. Chancellor out." 
Eluriel sets the frequency of Coruscant: Republic Guard Headquarters - Dispatch's communication systems to 000000000000.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Coruscant, what is your status?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) From SFS Shadow of Light, A deep, old male voice says, "Coruscant has docked at Corus II for repairs."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Do you know the situation on Mer Sonn?"
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "Repulic Headquarters back on. All Republic forces report." 
 COMSYS: (single channel) A calm male voice says, "Understood, ma'am. Farewell."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From SFS Shadow of Light, A deep, old male voice says, "At last report, the security unit was fighting the insectoid invaders. The capital ships were withdrawing for safety."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "We have pulled out? They have taken Mer Sonn?"
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "Master, I believe the Supreme Justice was enroute to assist with the situation."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From SFS Shadow of Light, A deep, old male voice says, "Have we? I know only that the capital ships withdrew because of heavy damage."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I think Mer Sonn has fallen. I am pulling us back to regroup, use this information for a meeting and then make an attack. I have one scout at Vanix to report if anything happens."
 Jana sits in a chair near the repulsorlift, looking to be more asleep than fully awake and rather listeless. But well, she does sit and occassionally lifts her head at movements, hand resting over her hip.
 The Chancellor is sitting at the screen and pushing buttons to respond on her comsys. She has a map of the galaxy in her lap.
 Avun slides into the room casually as the lift opens, still carrying his rifle in both hands readily. He enters the room and booms to whoevers listening, "Avun Cass, Reporting from the CCS cruise ambush, and the Merr Sonn crisis... How I wish I was paid better." He looks around for an official to salute, but just finds the Chancellor. His visible sympathy goes to Jana.
 "Report then, Avun," Eluriel says, looking up sharply.
 "Think you know me from somewhere, huh?" Briseis wonders in dry, wry reply as she sweeps a hand back to scrub it across her sweat-soaked forehead. She shakes her head and drags in a breath, flickering only a brief smile at Haquien before they start off for the magtrain and more official locales. She's still dressed in her flight suit when she arrives, dark hair caught back in a braid and helmet tucked under her arm. She follows Avun inward, gaze sweeping over the room before it turns to settle on Eluriel.
 
 Haquien enters behind Avun. He's wounded on his torso, but only appears weathered. "Haquien Maut, Republic Navy Technician," he notes calmly. He lets the merc do the talking from there on in, though. His attention flits to Jana, "Glad to see she made it," he adds, relief on his expression.
 Graham steps off the lift with the other group though he looks about he has not before entered these chambers, he slows and lets the others get a bit ahead of him in the walk but stops as they do as well.
 Jana bounds up from her chair abruptly as people walk in, looking them over but realizing quickly that they are not likely to attack the Chancellor, the Padawan let's her hand fall from her hip and she nods towards them. The young girl still looks like hell, with that gash across her face at an angle and shredded clothes, but indeed. She did make it and is staring with green eyes at the group that arrived.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Waiting for confirmation from you, Sir. I want your approval before I send out these commands."
 Eluriel looks at the group. "Tell me about Mer Sonn."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "What happened to situation under control? Reinforcements have arrived at the command center and can defend the Chancellor. I am on my way."
 Eluriel says, "Wait Jana."
 COMSYS: (single channel) From Coruscant: Audience Chamber, A soft, oily male voice says, "Very good, Chancellor. I must conclude from the Fleet's return that the engagement was not a victory ... we must prepare for a full-scale war. All worlds should ready their defenses."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "I will gather forces here and make an announcment to that effect in person."
 Avun swings his rifle up, holding it by his head in one hand. The other gestures as he talks. "The enemy is using mass numbers of dangerous insectoid creatures, which are hardy, quick, and dangerous. They swarm over defences and security teams and leave nothing left. ...I'm sure Miss Dawnrunners told you about the cruise." He smiles at her with admiration, then returns to business.
: "We entered Merr Sonn space to assist afterward, and immedietly went surface side to Evac civilians. There were hoardes ready there, just barely being held back. They were led by mercenaries.. But we managed to collect everyone and get out with space cover from.. RNS.. " He turns to his companions for details.
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "Mmmhmm. I do not anticipate there being any conflict with you coming Master."
 The young mans eyes fall upon the padawan whom it seems he had met forever ago with all that has gone on since than. He is glad though to see she had made it so well since they had parted. Graham steps into line with the rest of the group realizing what he must look like with torn clothes and wounds un treated.
 Briseis swallows tightly, and her normal straight posture and general composure seems to have disappeared entirely in the wake of recent events. She lifts a hand to shove a stray wisp of hair back and breathes out slowly, gaze fixed on Avun.
 COMSYS: Eluriel says, "All military forces in the Republic, all Senators. I am calling a meeting of our forces on Coruscant. All planets should raise their defenses. Report here to discuss our immediate actions. This is a full scale attack, a war from Nash Dragen. There will be action from the Republic in response. I repeat, all ships return to home base for conference. Chancellor out." 
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Disregard last message. Please stay near Vanix, they have been attacked before and I fear for them."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "The same ship that was at Vanix before is still there, ma'am. I landed a few places - where the energy field allowed me. There was a ship at the Finicci Region and a defense turret at the Sea of Dust. No aggressive action, ma'am. Both ships and turrets were just there. And I will return there immediately."
 "It is good you are here. We shall have a meeting of our forces, I have a plan," Eluriel says almost gently, making eye contact with each person present.
 
 "I anticipate Master Vairde will be here shortly. However, if I know my Master she will insist we go to the hospital in short order." Jana states quietly, "I will attempt to dissuade her long enough to at least hear out what is said."
 
 Haquien includes: "The Captain of the Grandeur was seriously injured, so I took command after the party was assailed. First we touched down, got the wounded off and into facilities, then a few of us went to Merr Sonn. Nash Dragen and a female were leading an assault there. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Tuil were piloting Republic ships, but Dragen managed to hold them off. We broke the blockade of the planet and managed to land near the factories. The refugees boarded and I high-tailed it out of there, ma'am. When we left two ships were still engaged, at least. I didn't get in range to communicate for a long time, but we made it eventually. Civilian refugees are off the Grandeur and seeking shelter on Coruscant."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Negative. If you are here then stay."
 Eluriel nods firmly. "I have called them home.... we shall regroup and attack, we were unprepared for a force of this scale."
 Briseis steps forward just slightly to add softly, "The squadron of fighters I took to Merr Sonn was lost in combat. There was an unmanned cruiser, the Inspector, which I took control of. We managed to evacuate a few civillians as well."
 COMSYS: (single channel) A high-pitched male voice says, "I will remain then, ma'am."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Eluriel says, "Return to headquarter. You will be promoted for your service."
 Avun nods, grateful for his companions more official reports. As his mercenary memory span consists of staying alive and remembering how many credits he has. Currently both are being used. "Ready to roll out on your orders, Chancellor. ...Or stick around. Whatever." He seems kind of disappointed that he isn't still being shot at.
 
 Antilles enters the Guard HQ. He finds a spot along a wall and waits to be called on and to learn more.
 A tired, slightly harried Guard officer makes her way deliberately, as fast as she can, out of the lift doors that can't seem to open fast enough. Brae's hair is a mess of whisps escaping from under her uniform cap.
 
 Haquien salutes Brae as she enters.
 Bri's gaze sweeps swiftly toward Brae as the doors open again, and there's a quietly audible sigh of relief as a smile flickers across the thin stretch of her lips and her chin lifts in silent acknowledgement.
 Jana, the Jedi Padawan, stands off to the side, glancing at the Republic military folks that are arriving. Without apparent regard for her own appearance considering her beaten torn up look in clothes and flesh, both of which show signs of shredding. "If I am not needed further Chancellor?"
 Indeed, it's just the skinny Bith from the spaceport, smoothing down his grey Navy uniform and settling his comlink in the crook of his arm. Ietzan has arrived. More or less.
 Eluriel sits in her chair, comsys still in hand. Her blue gaze measures everyone present. "We will wait until everyone is present before I discuss the situation." She makes a small nod to Ksar. "Please note, Senator, for the sake of proprietey, my current treasonous acts towards the Republic," there is mild sarcasm in her voice. 
: "You will stay, Jana, and await your Master." 
 Brae offers a stretched, but kind smile. "Relax, crewman," she murmurs softly to the Naval man. "I'm not military. Just police." She turns the half-smile with relief to Briseis, shakes her head a little in disbelief, and then shuts up to pay attention.
 
 "Yes, ma'am," Haquien replies calmly. He touches his side briefly, then sits down, hopefully somewhere that won't be bothered much by dirt and grit. For now, he sits calmly, waiting.
 Avun notices all the people entering and thinks like Jana, deciding to step off to the side. He rests his blaster on his shoulder, in hand. Reeking of smoked ozone, the various scorches and marks on his armor complete his veteran demeanor. "You should think about hiring the kid." He says, nodding toward Graham. "Pulled his own like a real republic guard through this."
 Graham has remained silent watching and listening to the reports of the situations from his eyes this is also correct in what has been told. He moves out of the way but remains close enough to hear still what's going on.
 Jana blinks at Eluriel but dips her head. "Very well." She pauses, "But you will be paying for the make-up to help hide some of these scars." The tone from the young teen is very serious but there's actually a playful glint in the Padawan's eyes as she gets her comlink out to speak into it.
 Once entered, Ietzan steps quiet off to the side, again gravitating toward Haquien as "that guy he knows."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "Master, your presence would most likely be beneficial as a briefing is about to commence."
 COMSYS: (single channel) Jana says, "I sense hesitation Master. I can represent the Jedi if there is a conflict at present."
 As the room shuffles with people shifting this way and that, Briseis arranges her steps to carry her a bit closer to Brae, so that eventually she's standing near enough to the other woman to lean toward her and wonder quietly, "Okay?"
 "Yes, thank you ma'am." Brae's murmured reply is a little breathless, and her smile fades into concern. "When Zeta squadron was getting hit, I feared the worst..."
 Bri's smile disappears behind a shadow of distress, and she lowers her head a bit as she admits lowly, "Me too. We lost-- several." Her voice drops almost inaudible at the last, and then she lifts her chin upward, adjusting the weight of her flight helmet under her arm as she glances quickly at Brae and then away again toward Eluriel at the front.
 
 Tuil enters and takes a seat where he can.
 
 Ksar says from where he is leaning against a wall. "Perhaps we could at least start with a run down of our losses and the forces we have left?"
 Eluriel puts down the comsys and looks at those gathered. "This is information, I will be making more concrete plans when the Minister of the Navy is available.... Let me explain the current situation: 
: "Ord Mantell and Mer Sonn have fallen to an army calling themselves the Black Empire. It is run by Nash Dragen. He is, we suspect, making a 2 hyperjump circle around Coruscant, which is the ultimate goal. 
: "I am calling back out troops. We shall put defenses up, mostly on Sienar and Vanix, I believe there are main targets because of their wealth and supplies. We are going to put up defenses and then muster enough for an assualt to regain our lost planets."
 Yaala takes a free seat, walking in as Eluriel begins speaking.
 The mention of Merr Sonn fallen has Ietzan's large brow furrowing very deeply, for all that this can't be the first time he's heard the news. Or at least a whisper of it.
 
 "Merr Sonn was overrun by insectoid beings with two sets of arms: one set were just claws. They attacked a party on the CCS Grandeur as well, though they were destroyed. Bio-scans could still be made, though; she hasn't been cleaned up yet," Haquien offers.
 Brae listens quietly with a knot of tension in her brows. She keeps taking deep and even breaths to retain a professional endurance.
 Avun nods, "These things are tough.. I've never seen anything like them in all my travels on the rim. ...We were able to evacuate a large number of Merr Sonn citizens though." He offers to Ietzan, upon seeing his concern for his homeworld.
 Eluriel nods to this. "These creatures make up the bulk of Nash's forces. But they do not have enough pilots despite how well they are organized. They did not take Mer Sonn until Ord Mantell fell. No ships are there, but I believe they have these creatures on the ground, as with Mer Sonn."
 The soft sound of ripping is heard as Jana works on what is left of her shredded robes, tearing at her right shoulder using her left hand and pulling some of the fabric free. The movement does reveal the fact that her shoulder is still a mangled looking mess and if people were nosy they could probably see some red flesh by peeking carefully. The torn fabric is used to bandage the arm better and more securely. Those movements of arms end up revealing the slices of her stomach and back. But most notably is the girl's face where a gash exists starting above her right eye, going diagonally down across her nose and ending at her left jawline. Red and swollen looking.
: As the briefing begins, the red head reaches up with her usable left arm and brushes some of her hair back, fingers getting caught momentarily in dried gunk that fills it and cakes the strands together on the girl. Jana chooses that moment to lift her voice. "The creatures are agile and fast. Very dastardly things and eager..." Jana pauses blinking her eyes then swallowing and speaking more. "They clump when they attack, from what I saw in packs of four or five was their normal behavior. Their outer natural armor seemed to be relatively resilient to blasters but penetrable. OF note, I saw no evidence any of them could do more than attack with their claws against someone." A soft cough comes from Jana then, her hand covering her mouth.
 
 Tuil raises a hand.
 Graham nods his head to what is said by the pilot. "The numbers of them were overwhelming to the point where there masters needed only sit back and watch, even the battery's of the city couldn't hold them back for long." the young man says this looking around a for a moment at thos gathered before his eyes fall to the chancelor again.
 Eluriel says, "Go ahead Knight Lindo."
 Bri's fingers twitch against her grip on her helmet and her expression creases with a deep frown. She swallows once, glances briefly from Avun to Haquien to Graham and then back to Eluriel, and then swallows hard again.
 Ietzan nods at Avun. It's a bit of an abstracted not, however.
 "Perhaps if they are resiliant to blasters they will not be to bombs... or perhaps lightsabers." Eluriel says this in an open manner, not particularly directed at any one person.
 
 Tuil asks, "Given that there is no direct hyperlane between Mantell and Vanix, how do you expect these Black Empire types to reach our proposed defenses there? Will we leave Corellia or Kashyyyk open?"
 Avun shakes his head, grinning. "They aren't resiliant to blasters. Atleast not moreso than any spacer with a set of armor. I can testify to that."
 
 "I suggest the gook left behind on the Grandeur be analyzed to find out about their species," Haquien notes calmly.
 "Merr Sonn and Ord Mantell are also not spaced near each other... Corellia will still be defended, Senator Antilles can better answer about the defenses there." Eluriel turns to Haquien. "It shall be so."
 
 Tuil looks completely lost with that answer.
 "If the Chancellor would be agreeable, I have a strong rapport with Prince Aravel of Vanix-- and I had taken measures to defend it, prior to the attacks of this Black Imperial Fleet," a quiet voice murmurs from the back, by a statue. "I would like to seek the Prince, if you are amiable," a golden-haired woman says, stepping forward then.
: Please ignore the blaster holes in Mina Vairde's robes.
: "Coruscant's street unrest has also been contained, Chancellor."
 Brae sighs and gives a last nod to Briseis before slipping out the back and down the lift. It's been a long day, and she still has reports to write. Somehow, though it seems the galaxy has just exploded, normal police-type activities took place today, and someone on this anxious planet needs to do something to keep an even keel of normalcy.
 
 Antilles says, "on the ground, Corellia should be well defended. We're a little short on officers though. In space, I'm not so certain. We only have the battle station the Supreme Justice was kind enough to loan. The Republic Guard vessel His Honor promised seems to have disappeared. I request the Navy dispatch fighters to Corellia to help back up the battle station."
 Ietzan inclines his large head toward Haquien with the faintest touch of levity, despite Merr Sonn, despite everything, as Mina Vairde steps out. He doesn't /say/ anything. But that flicker of brightness in his big black eyes seems to indicate some kind of private joke.
 Yaala frowns. "Are we certain that Bulba the Hutt is not with Nash Dragen in this endevor? This must be a concerted effort. At the very least, I would venture to say he has the support of Vaal Hirah, and there have long been rumors of Bulba building up a fleet and working with Nash."
 
 Haquien glances back as Mina Vairde appears and is heard. He also looks towards Ietzan and hides a quiet grin, which disappears quickly. Of course, he does not say anything either: verbally, that is.
 Jana's green eyes shift over towards Mina when she emerges and speaks. The Padawan only offers a slight tilt of her head towards the Master before remaining silent and listening.
 "At this time I believe all the ships we had before the battle our still ours. We need some repairs but we have not lost them. I am aware that lives were lost and I grieve for them... they will be avenged." 
 
: The Chancellor looks back at Mina. "I also plan to go to see Aravel. Thank you for the update, you may go ask you see fit."
: "We will be viligant, I am not going to leave one world behind for the sake of another, I just wish for specific concentration of forces... I do not know if we can spare many forces, Antilles, I am rallying support as is the Supreme Justice... if we must deal with planetary evasion so be it, we have strong ground troops as well, unfortunately Intelligence has nothing and that hampers my actions. A special force to find out Nash's plans will be accumulated as soon as possible. His only ally that we have information on is Euphemia Bellamy though I would not be surprised if the others you mention, Yaala are involved as well... we shall see."
 
 The lift doors open, and nothing is there. Or, seemingly nothing...for at the foot of the doors, a tiny green creature stands, no more than three feet high. Slowly, he shuffles his way into the busy dispatch, his expression grim, and his long ears folded part-way back aside his thinning grey hair. 
: "Grave, our situation is. Merr Sonn, Ord Mantell. Worlds have fallen." He looks first to the blonde jedi master, Mina Vairde, and he nods once, then shuffles forth further with the use of his gnarled staff. 
: "Late am I, traveling much have I done, taking note, investigating rumor. Chancellor," Yoda states, bowing his head just slightly to Eluriel, "Master Yoda am I, Voice of the Jedi Council. To the Republic, I am bound. How serve you may I?"
 
 Tuil nods at Yaala'ani's words. "With Ord Mantell in Black hands, all one has to do is look at a map of the galaxy and the Corellian Corridor appears to be the key--" He pauses then as Master Yoda enters and he bows, deeply, to his one-time master.
 Eluriel says, "Master Yoda, I have not seen you since I was a young and inexperienced Senator, pestering you with questions. I am glad you are here. For now, what I need is your wisdom."
 Avun blinks quietly at Yoda. The small creatures he's never seen before keep on coming. ..Strange, this is.
 Yoda raises a finger to Tuil Lindo, hearing him speak. His eyes squint as he nods once, head moving minimally. "True, this is. Corellia is a key."
 Mina inclines her hooded head as Yoda makes his way in, eyes following him at his back as she shifts her position, moving to her Padawan. Haquien is seen, as is Ietzen-- an impish grin surfacing at her lips as she winks at each of them-- knowing exactly what that little 'joke' is all about.
: "Thank you, Chancellor," Vairde replies, a slight dip of her head; in the same notion, she offers Jana a few quiet words.
 "Corellia is the last place I will abandon. But Minister Tarkin has asked for protection for Vanix, first." The Chancellor speaks quietly. "And despite recent disagreements we will work together for the good of the Republic, I will stand by his words."
 Graham listens to the idea's about this attack though he looks back as more and more enter into the room. This young man listens to all nodding in agreement with most of the idea's though in his head he wonders what will happen next.
 Before the Chancellor Yoda comes to stand, holding his cane off in his right hand, to his side, the tiny brown robes draped about him falling clear to the floor. So weak he appears...surely this is not the leader of the Jedi Order? No matter. The ancient one cocks his wide head, and his pained, somewhat jaundiced eyes peer upwards, his gaze ascending the figure of the Chancellor, holding firm on her face. His right eyebrow quirks once, subtly.
 
 Haquien watches the green creature as he makes his way into the room. He watches in puzzlement for only a moment, but few things could shock the young man for long on a day like this one. -- He smiles a little after Mina Vairde's grin, but lets his expression resume to neutral while listening carefully.
 Jana glances at Vairde and leans her head back to speak to the Master in quiet tones, there is a slight edge in the hushed whispers from Jana hinting at a little edge from the Padawan who has had, a bit of a bad day.
Briseis turns her head swiftly at Yoda's voice, and her eyes widen as her gaze fixes on him, but it's a short-lived expression, quickly distracted once more by the conversation.
 Ietzan is not without a slight reciprocal twinkle in his large eyes, before he falls back to that quiet, troubled sobriety, watching Yoda with a muted interest.
 
 Antilles leaves his spot and crosses to where Tuil is seated. The Corellian leans over and whispers to the Jedi.
 Tuil shakes his head and leans back over.
 Eluriel lowers her gaze to meet Yoda's. She is still quite abit taller even seated. Her blue eyes wander over the creature before her. Her expression is firm and the sudden amount of command she has done shows in her posture, painfully erect. Each hand lies across the arms of her hair. She listens to the whisperings in the room.
 Yaala frowns. "We should also make an effort to locate the source of these ships. If we can determine where they were constructed, we will learn much. They did not come from a Republic world, I would venture. Which means either they come from a non-Republic world, or from the species we have found. If the latter, then it seems that before Nash Dragen manages to overwealm us, we should discover the location of this planet and cut off his cavern-well from its source. Perhaps if we can capture one of these insects alive, preferrably a pilot...."
 
 Tuil hears Yaala'ani's statement and coughs slightly. "Corellia has lost two dreadnaughts of late. The first was destroyed... The second they still hold. Aljernic and his minions did their work well."
 Emerald eyes fleet about various faces in the room-- from Haquien, to Yoda, then finally back to Jana as those heated words come to her ears. Vairde nods once, glancing at Tuil, before she crouches by Jana's seat.
 
 Ksar nods to Tuil's reply and then finds a seat next to the Jedi.
 "That is part of my plan for the scouters," Eluriel replies. "They are obviously from some outer Rim world..." she pauses. "I have faith that when we begin an investigation we will find out facts about Dragen, his forces, and his bugs. Scouting will commence as soon as I have gathered the forces to do so.... I do not believe we are without allies on the Rim." This last sentence is echoed by a hopeful glint of knowingness in the Chancellor's eyes.
 
 Yoda's hands are gnarled even more than the burl of his staff. His right grips the head of said prop tightly, long fingernails digging into hardwood. The tiny being lets his gaze sweep around the portions of the room within his vision, wise and sorrowful eyes seeking contact with these citizens of the Republic, these besieged and concerned sentients. He hears Yaala speak, and watches her intently as she presents her thoughts, her strategy. Again he nods.
: Finally, he speaks once more. "Rise to face the danger, we must. Only the first attacks have we seen, fear I. To far corners of the galaxy, must you impart your intelligence, Chancellor...and Jedi help, you must consider." His tufted yet sparse eyebrows furrow together in a V. 
: "On every world, Republic and Outer Rim, an inventory must be made. Ships, armies, droids...all may easily be used to Dragen's advantage, if greater care we do not take. I fear...the Jedi the Republic has failed, thus far..."
 Antilles frowns at the Chancellor's implication. But he says nothing.
 Haquien's attention drifts elsewhere: to a window, perhaps. His eyes glaze while probably lost in thought, and after a few moments he says, "No problem," out loud. Suddenly he nearly frowns, quickly adding, "No problem.. the fleet is ready to serve. To the death, if need be!" His expression becomes serious and attentive once more.
 Tuil glances over at Ksar and comments quietly.
 Avun looks around the room, being about the only representative hailing from the outer rim. Suddenly remembering something, he turns and slips through the crowd to the lift. Leaving quietly. There were no goodbyes needed, Avun Cass is an easy man to find when he doesn't owe you money.
 Bri's glance moves swiftly toward Haquein, and she regards him with a faint frown for a moment before she looks forward again.
 
 Antilles replies to Tuil, his eyes focused on Eluriel.
 Eluriel does not reply to the talk of failure. "Every bit of help will be considered, Master Yoda. I will fight til my last breath for the Republic. Our goal is that no more Republic worlds shall fall. It will be as you say," she nods to the tiny Jedi. She makes no notice of the looks or whispering, her face has settled into sometime determined.
 
 Tuil frowns mightily, but says nothing else.
 "But no more," continues Yoda. "Complacent, had grown all of us, Republic, Senate, and Jedi. But fear not, Chancellor: my Knights and Masters, these grand crimes have fully wakened. The justice of the Jedi shall be the Republic's to command, and swift and true it shall be."
 "Thank you," Eluriel says softly. 
 Slowly, Jana shifts in her seat, struggling to rise with effort and a grimace on her features. The Padawan does stand however and slowly clears her throat. "There is much gloom." She says quietly but manages a smile, "We were caught off guard but there is hope and we will prevail." The Padawan nods a bit and glances towards Vairde. "Because tomorrow demands it. When they finished their attack in space upon the ship... they called out the Republic has failed." Little Jana shakes her head, "I do not believe that for one minute. All the systems, in all the Galaxy can fall but as long as hearts beat for freedom, peace, justice, and democracy, the Republic will live." The Padawan takes several wavering steps towards Yoda, clutching her stomach and looking ready to fall over as is. A glance is given then and locked upon Mina. "Masters... I am ready to be dispatched where I am needed."
 "You words are strong, little Jedi, and hopeful as they should be. We will not fall to Nash. Unless there are other comments, I am ending this meeting. I must regroup before meeting with other leaders. The military that is here, rest, get medical attention, but remain on stand-by for my orders." 
: She looks to Yoda. "Master, have you anything to add?" Eluriel lifts her gaze to those present and closes her mouth. 
 Yoda reaches out for Jana, his hand trembling slightly. So old, he looks. Nearly helpless...even the wounded child seems to have more resolve than he. But such thoughts may be folly...for those who have heard of the ancient one recall tales of his wisdom, and courage. He looks to Jana, pleadingly, and waves her softly back to Vairde. "Spoken well, Jana. With the Republic, your heart is, and so must we all follow your example."
His eyes grow still darker, as though he knows well the doubts he may have cast with his words. But such things are no more than an admission of the truth, for the Jedi, protectors of worlds for millennia, where were you when the axe fell? When the doom came upon the people of Merr Sonn, of Whorlport on struggling Mantell? The tiny man (he is male, if not a man) hunches his shoulders forward, and he brings his staff to bear at his solar plexus, both hands folded over its top and he leans into it. 
: "Of the Outer Rim you speak. Friends, there you have. Call upon them you would, Chancellor, to aid our cause? Tell Master Yoda but where to meet them, and unto them lend I assistance."
 Eluriel nods. "I shall, in more private spaces, Master. For now I am weary and we must regroup." She leans down to say something strictly for the strange little Master's ears' alone.
You whisper, "Unless your Jedi Aure has turned during your apparent civil war, she is our contact to them." to Yoda.
 The goings on of this meeting move quickly, and as to not lose where they go the young man so tossed into these events today listens and looks back and forth his attention is brought back in full as the padawan he met today whom protected him at great cost to herself. Graham does look on and watches the whole thing.
 
 Yoda nods as the Chancellor whispers to him, and he backs off then, allowing her full room for her imminent departure. 
: "Wise, you are, Chancellor. Rest must we all. The day has been long, and bitter; tomorrow, a new day with new challenges shall we face!" Sudden strength is mustered in his tone with this, and he looks upon each Jedi in the chamber pointedly, imparting something perhaps of further significance than simple words might convey.
 Ksar rises from seat and whispers once more to Tuil.
 Mina draws her hood further over her head, nodding to those present, and moves from the chamber after a glance to Jana.
 Jana is slow, but does attempt to follow Mina.
 Eluriel gets to her feet and waits a moment for any other last words. She looks at Ksar. "Antilles, a moment before you go."
 
 Ksar looks up and nods. "Of course, Chancellor."
 
 Haquien rises carefully and prepares to depart; Bacta will be accepted graciously.
 Yoda reaches out with his staff, pointing it at Tuil, and shaking it somewhat dismissively. "At the Retreat, let us confer, my Jedi." Facing Eluriel once last time, he stoops forward with his cane, his back bent at a sixty degree angle. "Chancellor? Until tomorrow, then."
 Briseis steps forward as activity floods the chamber, lifting her free hand to scrub it over her forehead as she glances around briefly once more before moving for the exit.
 Yaala stands up and prepares to follow her Master.
 Eluriel makes a rare full bow to Yoda. "Tomorrow."
 
 Tuil rises as well to follow his master.
 Ietzan inclines his large head in his uncertain way and tramps out quickly.
 Jana pauses, blinking her green eyes as she is simply left there standing. For a moment all the girl can do is swallow, moisture touching her eyes. Silence comes from the Padawan as slow, unsteady, barely movable steps are taken long after all the others have left her.
 "Thank you Jana... may the Force be with you," says the Chancellor softly.
 Jana glances behind before she gets on the turbolift and offers a slight nod of her head. No words, then she limps onto the lift alone. 
On a closing note...