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Imperius nodded at the admirals.

"Phoenix Feron was mean to die today, correct?" he asked them tauntingly. "Well, the news of my death will soon reach Republic command, not to worry," he taunted.

"It's just a shame you won't be around to witness it," he sighed as he pressed a large red button underneath a piece of safety glass on the control panel. Sirens began blaring as a self-destruct countdown began.

"Farewell," Imperius said as he boarded the admirals' shuttle and opened the airlock. A few minutes later, he was in orbit around Borleias looking at the wreckage of his ship.

"Oh we're not scrapping it. It's going to vanish off the face of the galaxy soon enough. But back to you. Why's someone like you trying to kill me?"

Angel had no way of knowing what was going on inside the Eclipdra until she saw the Dark Lord in the shuttle, and seeing the red sirens flashing. She knew what it meant, and followed the shuttle a safe distance away. Remembering some things were still onboard the ship, she put on the space suit the Sundered Rose had in the back, and had R1 take over the piloting while she went out and with the help of her levitate power, pulled some droid parts that were still intact to her. Getting back aboard her ship, she began to work on R1, installing the parts to give the droid a voice. Some time later, she was done. " So, does it work? " < It appears your skills with droids are quite adequate. > " Guess so, but it still has some buzzing sound to it. Let me make a little adjustment, and... " With a quick fix, the droid's voice was altered to sound more clear. < I believe this is the optimim output you'll get from this vocabulator. > " Yeah, but at least it sounds like you were built with it by professionals. " Satisfied with her work, she then hailed the shuttle. " Phoenix, everything okay? "

Coronet. Home to the greatest starport in the galaxy. Even Coruscant's ports paled in comparison.
Even the docking fees were good.
Cale strolled along a series of boardwalks that overlooked the Gold Beaches. He wore a vest and a short sleaved shirt as opposed to his usual attire. This was done for two reasons. one, he wanted to blend in better to avoid CorSec's scrutiny. two, his jacket was in the wash. His namesake tattoo was visible on the inside of his right arm and his wrist comn could be seen on the left. His favorite pistol hung in plain view in his gunslinger holster on his leg. He also wore his shades, blocking out Corel's light.
Cambot was back on the Auric Ranger keeping an eye on things. It may be Corsec's native turf, but Cale wasn't taking any chances with his new ride.
Cale was Corellian but not a native son of the system. Yet he had no trouble navigating Coronet's maddening streets. It was almost an Instinct.
The outlaw leaned on the rail and looked out at the parasols and skimpily clad humanoid women littering the beach.
"This place keeps getting better and better. If it weren't for the Law I could get used to here."
A sudden presence made itself known behind him. Cale's eyes narrowed and he sighed.
"Knew I shouldn't have opened my big mouth."
The outlaw turned and faced a man a head taller than him dressed in dark clothing. His hair and even his eyebrows were shaved and he positively radiated Menace.
"Cale Darksun I Presume?" The bald man said.
"Who's asking?" Cale said as he dropped his hand near his pistol grip.
"My name is Gilflyn. And I will be the next Sith Apprentice. As soon as I kill you of course." The man drew a metallic shaft and thumbed a trigger. a scarlet blade thrummed into existance.
vacationers fled in panic.
Cale sighed again. "Yep. just had to open my big mouth..."

Cajin Jorac was aimlessly walking along the beach, wearing shorts and a loose, vibrantly patterned shirt. He carried a drab dufflebag by his side.

He sighed as he strolled along.
Coronet. One of the best vacation spots in the galaxy, but...eh, I just don't know. It feels...empty. he thought to himself.
I miss the sunsets back home. Those were so beautiful, but I never appreciated them when I had the chance. he thought, wistfully.
Bah, I'm getting all teary-eyed...just over nothing... brushing those thoughts away, as he rubbed at his face.

Turning as he did so, he heard screams and saw a bright red line spring forth.

A Darkie, threatening someone... he thought to himself, reacting with trained reflexes.
Too many civillians in the area, too much a chance of a riccochet hitting someone. he thought, as he thumbing his blaster, already out of his bag and at his shoulder, to stun.

He drew a bead on the Dark Jedi's left shoulderblade and jerked the trigger twice, rapidly.

Cajin was already rolling to the side as the Dark Jedi instinctively spun around, on guard with his lightsaber. With a sweep of his blade, the Dark Jedi swatted aside one of the stunbolts, back to where Cajin had been standing a moment ago.
This sweep, however, left the Dark Jedi wide open to the second stunbolt, which just missed the blade, as the second stunbolt was coming in off-center to the original attack.
I have terrible shot-grouping.
The second shot struck the Dark Jedi in his right shoulder, numbing his entire right side. His limp right hand slid off the lightsaber, as he dizzily staggered away for fighting space.

Cajin snapped off another shot at the Dark Jedi.
Not the best idea, but I've got to do som- "F*ck!" he cursed, as he failed to completely dodge the reflected stunbolt. His right leg went numb as he stumbled and hit the ground.
Ugh...I always get pins and needles. he though, taking aim at the Dark Jedi again.
If I shoot him now, whether he has one arm or two, I'm going out. I'd better wait until he's occupied with something else.
I hope he gets occupied with something else. he thought, as he tried to stumble to his feet, his left leg steady, his right twitching and unresponsive.

Imperius pushed the Twi'lek aside and cut in.

"Valycia, this is Imperius. I have found you a..most valuable asset. We will meet you on Borleias before you leave for Mon Calamari. See you soon."

seemingly out of nowhere, Cale intercepted the hand and flashed his lady killer smile. "Its Cale ma'am, Cale Darksun. And no I don't belive we've met. A real shame. Well thankfully I've decided to right that wrong. and you are?"

Mordranna couldn't help but smile at the man whom introduced himself as Cale. The name seemed oddly familiar, though she could not place it. She thought better of it, and decided to file that bit of information away for future reference. With a thought, she'd hoped that her own reputation, as both an elite stormtrooper, and as a Jedi, that seemed to thus far been irrevocably attached to her name, was not known to the man before her. Just once, I wish that I didn't have to deal with the Sapphire Valkyrie! She also looked to Cajin, pleading with him with her eyes not to say anymore than was necessary. Still, she couldn't lie to the man known as Cale. "I am Mordranna. Mordranna Brunhildt." she sheepishly offered. And, she hoped to the Force that Cale knew not whom the "Sapphire Valkyrie" was.