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 Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2016 1:05 am
Tython - Stav Kesh training center
Helping Elyria with Wilca, Kad started walking with them toward the outside of the building. "So whats on the menu today? I've been stuck eating mostly rations while I was on Mandalore. I'd love some actual food." taking a wad of gauze out of his nose and looking at the bloody thing. "I guess I should probably get my nose looked at too while we're getting Wilca taken care of. He got me good."
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2016 1:41 am
Tython  Wilca nodded in agreement not wanting to argue on a battle he would surely lose. "As you see fit." Pulling his communicator out from the gun belt over his shoulder he called his droid. "Javic meet me at Mahara Kesh with my armor im am in need of a change." Wilca heared a cherp of compliance before he ended communications, and let Elyria help him across the temple.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 2:47 am
Enigma of Euphoria; Galactic Core
Dawson let out a heavy sigh as he looked at the dark liqour that swirled in the crystal glass. Profits were rising across the boards, the Republic was stronger than the Empire ever was, tougher on pirates which lead to less competition, and to top it off he had a new bottle of 55 year old whisky. Inhaling deeply he closed his eyes, the scent was almost as intoxicating as the liquor itself "The fruits of a hard days work." he took a sip and smiled, rolling the glass with his fingers he paused and slammed it down onto the ground. The fragments shattered and alcohol splashed across the floor and onto his pant leg. "Yet I still desire something more," his hand reached into his coat pocket, producing an older communicator "This, I truly miss. I fear it may be the last time I truly felt alive." He was in the cockpit before he could process what he was doing the comm was plugged in and he began to so sync into the channel "Darling do you have your ears on out there for your ol Crimson Corsair?" He smiled proud of himself for what ever reason and waited to see if there would be a response.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 2:41 pm
Coruscant - 'Jedi Temple' - Council Chambers
The Twi'lek sith remained silent still, the tension within the room rising and growing thicker by the second. Esuritio seemed rather quiet while the current emperor was talking, and she didn't understand why. She would have thought that he would have cut him off and laid upon him every inch of wrath the man contained. Perhaps he was just waiting for the perfect moment to tear Locolovictum down.
"If I may be so blunt. I may have been removed from the events of the galaxy but I haven't seen anything of what you stated...I only take what you say at face value because I've yet to see anything else to persuade me otherwise....so, why haven't you persuaded me properly, Locolovictum?"
Her eyes glanced across the room, moving to the haughty cathar, whose mocking would have been better dealt with via force choking.
"And who do you think you are, Cathar? You act tough, but yet you hide behind the guise of the holograph. You listen so obediently to and adore this so-called emperor, while he sits in wait...his shadow empire never making a move big enough."
She would turn to Locolovictum, her eyes narrowed. "From what you've told me you've done nothing but sit on your a** and play mind games when you could have attacked - made a move and actually have done something other than playing this little game of deceit and illusion. The je'daii may not be privy to what we are doing, but that is why now is precisely the time to strike. Come out of the shadows and let the galaxy know they've been played for fools....or are you too afraid....afraid that something will happen to your precious empire that you hide behind?
She would step closer to the man who she had only met mere minutes earlier, a smirk playing across her face. "That's it aren't you....you're afraid, so you hide....like gizka from a malraas...you don't have the balls to actually do anything to prove us wrong...you're all talk..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2016 6:47 pm
Coruscant: The "Jedi Temple" - Council Chambers
Locolovictum shifted himself to look at A'kire. He was quite unhappy about being called a coward, he had killed people for less, but he made no indication that her words upset him in the slightest. Instead he replied to her with a voice that was calm as silk. "There is always a much bigger picture here than a person can see at once. Or perhaps you believe you have seen everything that I have done in the span of a few hours?" He than began to speak in a slightly mocking tone, "Should I gather the fleets that are spread out across the galaxy? Or would you prefer if I empty the garrisons across the galaxy to bring them here?"
A small droid with a platter in one hand carrying several goblets rolled into the room. The droid first want to Locolovictum, upon taking one, the droid went to A'kire and wanted by her.
The contents of the goblet was wine of course, but it was a special brew that Locolovictum enjoyed. It had an alcohol content of around 80% and had was made with a minor hallucinogen. It made the drink somewhat unpopular as it drove people with weak constitutions to go insane until the drink went out of there systems. That didn't stop Locolovictum from drinking all the wine in the goblet in the first glop.
Setting the now empty goblet aside he said, "No matter what you say, I am not going to go out of my way to prove myself to someone who has seen less than a fraction of what I have done. Though you both seem to be unable to grasp what I have done. One thing I will correct is your mind set. You both are stuck in a mindset of simply dominating the galaxy, a plan that works until the people become upset and over throw you. You could try to kill them, but the galaxy is large with many hiding places. They will always get together and begin a civil war, eventually the Empire would be destroyed and the republic rebuilt. But that begged the question, what if we rebuilt the republic? Once you take on and do what the enemy was supposed to do, do they have a reason to exist anymore? The answer to that is no. The people are happy, our enemies, the Je'daii, can't make any moves because in the eyes of the galaxy we became what they were supposed to be. And thanks to my grasp on the media, they will always be terrorists, murders, and criminals. In other words, I won the war without shooting even once."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 5:37 pm
Coruscant - Council Chambers
Esuritio huffed, simply dismissing the droid and boomed across the chamber.
"And you have triumphed through what? Pacifism? Morality? You are no better than those who you condemn on the holonet. Upon Dromund Kaas, I watched, waited, analysing your every move until now, where you have rested in the shadows, believing you rule with fairness and solemn promises? Pathetic."
Brushing the hair from his eye, rubbing his smooth jawline, he continued.
"You are not Sith, nor do you adhere to our principles. The loyal Sith, the true pure adherents to our Creed remain out of your grasp. Waiting, biding their time. You pose no threat, nor do your fleets of ships or your enforcement of the law. The galaxy sees nothing and have reacted in such a way that your delusions have led you to become blind. The Corellian Run smuggling ring thrives, smuggling weapons to terrorists, war efforts on distant worlds. Tactile uprisings on planets you have garrisoned troops upon have been highly successful to the point you do not even know about them. The economy is as it was. I retain my personal fleet, but a fleet and an army requires conscripts, volunteers... Defectors. Hostile takeovers."
With a fire of intensity glowing from his eyes, he locked his gaze directly on the man whom he deemed a pretender to the Throne.
"You are no Emperor, you have not done the sufficient legwork to ensure security in your fabled Empire, and by letting me sit here now, debating this, you have sealed your fate."
Esuritio simply smiled, his gaze unflinching as one finger slid to his communicator, successfully sending out a signal to his strike team to confirm orders.
"I was once High Lord of this Empire. This planet, it's network, it's defences, weaknesses, are all known to me. And now, it shall be defenceless."
Leaning forward, he indicated that it was Locolvictum's turn to 'blow hot air'.
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 7:53 pm
Coruscant: The "Jedi Temple" - Council Chambers "Haven't you ever heard the saying, don't judge a book by the cover? But you are a fool for only looking skin deep. There is so much more that you haven't seen." Leaning forward in his chair and he sighed for a moment. It almost sounded like he was bored. "When we started this, I thought you would be an interesting sort. Hence why you are sitting here now, instead of being vaporized on your decent down. But even I know such arrogance of not changing the defenses is beyond the point of stupidity. If you had sent someone to turn off or destroy the planetary defenses, they would have either been killed or captured within a ray shield. But I do hope this hypothetical person or persons of yours is captured. Its been too long since I got to torture someone to death." Locolovictum leaned back into his chair and stretched his arms. He didn't believe Esuritio was that much of a threat, that is beyond the usual rival thing that sith tended to have. "Esuritio just stop all this posturing already. Its starting to get boring, and isn't the way of the sith is the way of the strong? Well currently I am the strongest, I maintain my control of the galaxy by controlling the voices of the people. And I have allowed the doctrine of the sith code to exist within the rest of the galaxy. Planets tend to raise and fall, and in the process we test weapons on the planet. Biological weapons turn into the fault of terrorists and rebel factions and so on and so forth. And our enemies will eventually reveal themselves. They can't ignore the rumors of atrocities happening behind closed doors for too long." Locolovictum stopped caring about where Esuritio stood. Locolovictum would allow him to flail himself about some more like a screaming child. "Are we done with you just screaming hot air at me? Contrary to what you might think, there are actually things that I need to do. An entire planets population isn't going to disappear by itself you know."
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Posted: Mon Oct 17, 2016 9:20 pm
Tython when she felt the vibration in her pocket..she frowned..and looked up at Kad with exasperation... ..what now..just a few moments with friends..was that too much to hope for... shifting Wilca's weight just a bit she rummaged thru her pocket and pulled out her comm..looking at it quizzically for just a second..suddenly a smile spread slowly across her face..adjusting the signal to an old seldom used channel..her eyes twinkled with mischief as she heard the low, husky, sensual tones of a familiar voice..a man she once regarded with utter disdain..a man who had saved her life..a man she now called "friend'.. "Darling do you have your ears on out there for your ol Crimson Corsair?"her voice low and husky the Je'daii have eyes and ears everywhere..and just what are you drinking?
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2016 9:56 pm
Enigma of Euphoria; Galactic Core
Dawson smiled at the familiar tone of a lovely young lady, "Well that's all well and good my Auburn Angel, but they pale in your very presence. " he smiled again recollecting the last time he saw the woman. "Me? Drinking what type of scoundrel do you take me for?" the smile faded into a smirk " Now I did have a drink of whisky almost twice, perhaps three times as old as yourself dear. Now then, are you still hiding out on that ol backwater that no one would ever think to look or did i bring this shiny new ship of mine to the wrong sector of the galaxy?"The zeltron pulled up his galaxy map and began to chart course, the pirate may have been in a new ship but he had made a habit of memorizing certain planets and hyperspace routes. Speaking into his ship based comm's he called called for another drink, shortly there after an astromech turned serving droid wheeled into the room with a near identical glass of dark brown liquor as the one smashed against his ships floor.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2016 1:38 pm
Tython-Mahara Kesh Temple Wilca cocked a curious brow at Elyria, as he saw flash of something he could not quite place in her eyes. Leaning off of her he began to limp his way forward, a quiet grunt with each step. Soon he found himself in Mahara Kesh. Placing his gun belt, and sabers on a near by table. Kicking off his boots Wilca made his way to the closest bacta tank
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2016 7:37 pm
Tython chuckling... ...always the charmer,,eh Dawson? giving Kad the eye as Wilca began limping off she starting following the Kifar as she held the comm to her ear... now where else would I be dear pirate? her voice laced with sarcasm why now that the "jedi" have taken the Empire...why we simple Je'daii have nothing to do but down Tihar and shoot dice.. anew ship? sorry the Delirium of Dreams could not be saved..I know she held memories for you...and you my Zeltron Prince...what have you been up to? she continued following Wilca and now Kad as they made their way to the Mahara Kesh Medical Center..once they had things taken care of they could actually sit and catch up in proper fashion....
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2016 1:18 pm
Tython Kad kept an eye around them it'd been awhile since he'd been on Tython, he was looking to see if much had changed in his absence. He decided to run and catch up to the limping Wilca. "So you fought well, I've not had a challenge like that in quite a whille." Walking over to a med droid as Wilca climbed into a bacta tank "anything you can do to save my nose doc?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2016 7:29 pm
Enigma of Euphoria; Galactic Core
"Until the day they find a way to do me in, and even then who knows?" he smiled somethings would never change. "Well I do have a few empty bunks in this new ship, you could always sail the galaxy with me. Doing whatever and who ever we please, though I suspect I will need to rub off on" there was a faint "in" but he continued "before such things could be considered." The coordinates were punched in but he still had to address the last question "Oh worry not my dear, the Dream was saved repaired, and as special as ever, but being the sentimental devil that I am I would rather not risk her falling to the likes of the jedi." the ship was in fact repaired and had been upgraded since he escaped with the je'daii, it was safely hidden away a living shrine to his past and reminder of what the future could hold. "A prince the lady says? My have the mighty fallen so far? " smirking he paused momentarily "Oh you know traveling the galaxy, visiting far off exotic places and peoples, making an honest living along the way or was it dishonest, it's so hard to tell those apart anymore?" he laughed aloud in a galaxy as corrupted as the one they lived who truly was honest. "I tell you what darling, I'll punch in these hyperspace coordinates and we can get all up close and personal, I'll see you in two swigs of salarian brandy."
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2016 8:25 pm
Tython her voice more serious I'll look forward to it..you know you are always welcome with the Je'daii... laughing again and this place could surely use some a little "spice"...see you then... she placed her hands gently on the large bruise appearing at Wilca's side before helping Kad get him into the bacta tank "anything you can do to save my nose doc?" she couldn't help bursting out laughing...
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