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Isani smiles noncommittally; she suspects the mercenary of taking a roundabout route for evasion's sake, and a comm came in from Rikka detailing her stop in Coruscant in a complicated coded sequence. Neiva was obviously loyal, Isani only slightly trustworthy; Sephis was loyal to Ensis, but from what Isani had gathered recently he could very easily be turned. Perhaps never trusted - at least by Isani. And Rikka... Isani shrugs.

"Sephis has been Ensis's loyal servant these past few years... but I do believe this particular set of chains do not suit him very well. It would be child's play to win him back -- for you at least. I believe he fell into line with Ensis out of necessity's sake; always a military man in the past, he doesn't have the subtly or inclination to disappear rather than assimilate," Isani relays to Venia as much as she can about Sephis.

"Mab of course returns, and with her comes that pet projected of Lord Ravens - that perpetually confused Visum... And Rikka has never really been loyal to anything but chaos and pain. Show her those are under your control, and you'll have her as surely as Raven ever did."

Hyperspace/ Defender – Meditation Chamber

Ronyo slowly opened his eyes and could see what the Jedi could only describe as a bit more clarity within those grey orbs of his former master. Her question had been full of the knowledge she had gained through their small time connected to the force, or however much time had truly passed, for while in such a deep meditative trance it was often difficult to keep track of time. With a smile and a nod Ronyo responded to the one person he knew he could trust with his plan.

“A trap. Attacking an enemy’s fortified city is highly costly and is the last resort of any general. Should the Sith prove foolish enough to attack Tython they must commit a large amount of resources and troops to do so, with us being on ground we know, not having to rely on supply lines, and knowing of the possible attack we can be ready for them. When they come we spring the trap and do what Jedi do best, be patient,” Ronyo paused for a moment and thought about the idea and the planning he had done to set it up, “In all likelihood the Sith who learned of the location will question the ease in which it was taken or the magnitude of seeking such an attack. The few spies I have right now say nothing of any major Sith activity and I plan to gain a few more who might get us better intelligence. With any luck we can help cause more infighting among the Sith to make the idea of attack an entire planet a low priority. Attacking an enemy from within and attacking their plans is the best course of action possible in a war, it reduces the casualties and supplies lose, sometimes on both sides. Now then any question about Tython before we arrive, or did you have more on the matter of the Sith?”

There was more, but it was best to wait for the time and place to run through all the contingencies, all the scenarios, all the factors, and the entire worst case emergency escapes. Ronyo had a war room set up on one of the Tython basement structures for a reason and that would be the place to go over all the information in greater detail. Only two people so far were allowed in that room Ronyo and Omega, but within a few moments a third would be added to the security list. As he was taught by the holocrons it is best not to divulge ones plans a head of time unless to someone who you can trust with your very life and Sam more than qualified for that position.

Nearing Anaxes.

Opening her eyes, the blonde was somewhat saddened to end this so early, letting her hands slip from those of Mabysyn. It wasn't until she began to look around that she realized she had no idea just how much time had passed, but she felt it was probably longer than it had seemed.

Taking a deep breath, the blonde continued to take in her surroundings, lips slightly parted as did so, giving her a somewhat of a curious look of surprise. The last few times she had, somewhat accidentally, absorbed the energy of others, she had nearly spend it immediately. This time, she held onto it, viewing the world once more through senses that felt both familiar and natural.

The way she could look at people, look throughout the entire ship as she momentarily closed her eyes again, it made her feel awake, alive once more. She wasn't quite sure how she did it, but it came to her on instinct, as if it was a normal to her as breathing. There had been a time when it was.

She opened her eyes when she felt those of the Anzat fall upon her, gazing at the smile the other woman held on her face.

"Anaxes..." The blonde repeated, trying to see if it felt at all familiar to her. That didn't seem to be the case, however.
"What's going to be at Anaxes?"

Without paying attention, Anya pushed open the door to the saber training room and stepped through the doorway. She jumped a little when she looked up and saw a Mandalorian in the room. Shaking her head, she dropped her hands to her sides, her right arm lingering close to her lightsaber. "What are you doing in here?" the blond Jedi asked, an accusing tone in her voice. She positioned herself in a defensive stance, one that made it harder for him to reach the door should he attempt to run. Mentally, she readied herself for any combat that she might encounter.

Predator


Morbella stood tall and refined as the red-skinned Twi'lek Admiral of the currently fearsome-enough Sith fleet as it disengaged from hyperspace and, in less than the span of an eye blink, shadowed the greens and blues of Kinyen. Inside, her stomach lurched and she felt herself lose some of the vibrant, saturated color from her skin at the site of the planet. Within the hour those greens and blues would be black and she did not even know how many lives would be gone.

Though her own ship (on loan from the GA on good faith) did not have the firepower to equal the Corruo or other terrifying space stations, the fleet did when firing in synchronization which, once Sephis arrived on the bridge, would be their course of action. As a peaceful planet, there were no defensive stations or satellites to destroy and what few trading vessels and miscellaneous ships had been in orbit were now debris behind the greater star destroyers.

Slight static crackled over the audio of the holo-communications while the other three Admirals stood before Morbella also surveying the view of the planet. "Fleet is in position, Admiral Talon." Jayne said, looking over his shoulder at her.

"Why wait for a damn Sith to attack - the vanguard's already eliminated the planet's defenses and communications, sitting here idly..."

"Relax Gek.." Voro said with a yawn, feinting a stretch while she looked at Morbella mischeviously. "I'm sure the Admiral has good reasons for having us wait on the assault, and on her pet Sith. Besides, it's not as if the planet is going anywhere."

Morbella stifled a glare at the Hapan woman and remained standing in silence, ignoring their banter for the most part. It wasn't until the doors on the far side of the Bridge slid open and Darth Sephis' form was visible to her that she spoke, slow and quietly, "Begin the assault."

Instantaneously the images of the other admirals disappeared as communications ended, conference of tactics over, and the deep belly of the Predator rumbled with the whine of TIE-fighters swarming forward and fire raining down from the carriers and assault vessels around them.

She said nothing while Ronyo spoke and, when he finished, lowered her eyes in silence. Traps, espionage, warfare, she had done these things while she was sitting in the place that he now sat, but now the weight felt heavier. Perhaps it was because though she had done those things and more, for all the same reasons that Ronyo did them now, she'd seen a future where it was for naught. It was harder now, too, for her to consider the greater picture that her friend painted with his thoughts and words while the only image she could see was the life that she'd just buried.

"I'm not certain the Sith will attack Tython, especially if it is this Darth Neiva. When she wanted to attack Master Kai'le she did not come to Ossus on a battleship, and when Isani came to Naboo it was not me that she struck." The Sith don't fight on your terms. "But it is a sound plan. It will keep Tython and those that remain in the Order safe..." She trailed off then, realizing that her lack of enthusiasm was betrayed in her own voice. Try as she might, she could not muster the same zeal and spark that Ronyo had, and that she once shared, but she could go through the motions.

"Tell me of Tython, then, in the hours that remain of our journey. What should I expect of the Order?"

Predator

Sephis stepped onto the bridge, 2/3s the size of the Corruo's, and spied the faces of four Imperial admirals, only one of which Sephis recognized. 'Admiral' Morbella turned slightly to face him, and then turned back to the viewing screens. As Sephis strode across the bridge, the Admiral's faces blipped away, a sign of communications being cut. Now, the only thing Sephis could see was one Admiral left over, standing in front of a much larger view screen displaying Kinyen, the Gran homeworld.

As Sephis drew closer to the commanding officer of this ship, the Predator beneath his feet. Not quite as stable as some of the imperial battleships produced after her, time had been unkind to her. Predator was a good ship, though. Certainly fit for an orbital bombardment. As Sephis approached the Admiral Morbella's side, he could see swarms of TIE-fighters, looking like little black locust clouds, coming in from all sides of the view screen. Green, red, and blue cannon fire sprayed everywhere.

"Glad to see that the Admiral was fit to give the order..."

Sephis smiled darkly at the carnage raining down upon the planet. He hadn't seen a Base Delta Zero in ages.

"It would be a shame if I had to execute our commanding officer under charges of mutiny," Sephis teased, desire trickling off of his words.