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Ok. Just a fore-warning. This response is really, REALLY LONG. It took me the better part of a week to perfect it, and I still feel that there is more I could have done with it haha. Enjoy.

It was a short time later when a messenger arrived at Terest's personal chambers. The doors parted and inside floated the still form of Highlord Terest, deep in meditation.

The messenger, fearing for his life, walked quickly into the room.

“Um... m'lord. There's a subspace communique that has just arrived for you.” He said, not knowing what to expect.

The messenger, still standing near the entrance to the personal chambers, held a small holocron in his hands. With no warning whatsoever, the holocron levitated out of the messenger's hands and floated to Terest.

“Leave me.” Terest said simply, his still form still floating in the air.

The messenger turned and left the room quickly, thanking whoever it was that was watching over him. Terest, holding no interest for the fate of the messenger, opened his eyes slowly to look upon the holocron that floated near to him. Tinged red, a message of great importance no doubt.

“Begin message.” Terest commanded.

Through the auditory command, the recorded message began to play.

“M'lord,” The hologram of a Seth Acolyte said, “Darth Braxis has begun to move his forces into position near the planet. The time as you asked to be told, has arrived.”

A short missive, but informative to no end. A cruel smile spread over Terest's hidden lips as he moved the object he had shown his ally through the holo-conferance earlier, to his hand using the Force. With a press of a button, the activation signal was sent and the cloaked satellites began to intercept all forms of communications and replace them with normal subspace chatter. Terest stood then, landing on the floor of his private chambers without a sound. His six light-sabers flew from their place of rest and latched into their holsters on his belt, beneath his robes.

Walking out of the door, Terest gave only a slight motion of his hand to his elite guard. They knew what the signal meant.

“Prepare my flagship, and ready the battle fleet. We shall give this galaxy a reminder of the power of the Dark Side.” Terest said to an attendant, who bowed and scurried away.

Already Terest was forming a plan of action and of strategy, as well as counter-strategy. He was a foremost tactician, the like rivaled entire boards of Jedi thinkers. Through his meditation of the force, Terest was able to think clearly and to a point, being able to grasp flows of combat better then those who had spent their entire life fighting. It was through this that he was able to move to the Star Forge and rekindle the foundries within, building up his experimental and extremely deadly arsenal of weapons and fleets. Now was the time to put his weapons to the test, though he knew that they would be formidable.

Moving though the Star Forge, Highlord Terest eventually arrived at the terminus that lead to his flag ship, the Cadite Solis. Proceeding to the entrance ramp to one of the many airlocks on the ship, it took Terest hardly a moment to know exactly where he was in accordance to the bridge. Moving fluidly, Terest went through several different levels until arriving upon the bridge.

“Navigator, move the ship out and make ready to jump to the Riloth system. Inform the rest of the battle-fleet to arrive there simultaneously.” Terest ordered, taking a seat in the commander's chair.

It took hardly a moment for the ship to leave the dock it was at, the entire ship colossal in size. (Image Link for ship: Here) But, nearly as quickly as it took to leave the dock and move into the open area surrounding the construction yards, the Cadite Solis picked up its pace quickly, much more quickly than any battle-cruiser recorded. Out of the darkness of space, behind the Solis slunk ships of lesser stature, but still imposing nature, obviously the battle-fleet. It easily numbered over two hundred ships, but only several dozen were moving out. Then, as if by some trick of the light, each of the ships vanished from view. The Cadite Solis, by far the largest warship of the group, was the last to vanish from sight.

Aboard the ship, Terest watched as each member of his battle-fleet acknowledged their follow position. With a motion of his hand, the entire battle-fleet jumped to hyperspace, making for the Riloth system.

It didn't take long at all for the fleet to make it to the system, and when they did, Terest smiled to himself. There lay Riloth, ripe for the spreading of the Dark Side.

Whether Braxis had made it to Riloth or not, Terest contacted any sith within the area using one of the oldest and most advanced techniques known to the Sith Order.

“So, the spreading of the Dark Side comes to Riloth. Those who seek power, come and find the mark in the Capitol City. You will know it when you see it.” Terest said through his mind, the images projected fearsome and dripping with the promise of power.

Image link to ship is here: ]http://www.google.com/imgres?um=1&hl=en&sa=N&tbo=d&biw=1366&bih=607&tbm=isch&tbnid=K7Met3KMmfLfeM:&imgrefurl=http://kisoku.net/articles/concept-ships.html&docid=dXPNIjUvM5-_4M&imgurl=http://kisoku.net/img/orbital_station.png&w=567&h=354&ei=SJLOUI-ZAse30gHH-4H4Aw&zoom=1&iact=hc&vpx=4&vpy=214&dur=644&hovh=177&hovw=284&tx=130&ty=85&sig=113091938765266944866&page=2&tbnh=142&tbnw=221&start=19&ndsp=27&ved=1t:429,r:19,s:0,i:149

(sorry for the complete absence from this roleplay, I just haven't been on gaia in ages)

The Sith lord sat patiently in meditation, awaiting any form of response. Sure there were more modern, more expedient methods in contacting his fellow conspirators. But in his mind, this method was more personal, more established among force users. But as the minutes ticked away, things remained utterly silent. Nexus was patient in many aspects, especially in warfare, preferring his strategy and tactics rather than the spirited assaults and charges of his jedi counterparts. But when it came to interactions, his patience wore thin very quickly. So after a bit more silence, he stood up and made the way to the bridge of the Progenitus. The automatic doors slid open as the cloaked figure entered the command bridge. He was greeted by the cold monotones of his battle droids.

"General, what is our next move?" one asked.

"A fair question," he thought to himself. "There must be another way to get in touch with the other sith..."

"Unit 445, have there been any incoming transmissions during my absence?" he asked.

"Negative general" the unit replied.

"Excellent, now at least i have a free moment to plan my next step." he thought again.

There were so many possibilities running through his mind as to what approach he could take. But most of them weren't exactly as discreet as he would like. That was one thing that the Sith highly valued, discretion. Exposing even a single on of their movements to the jedi order could spell catastrophe. But as usual, Nexus' thoughts were interrupted by one of his droids.

"Sir, we're picking up a lot of chatter on Seperatist channels."

"You interrupt my thoughts for that? This better be important." his tone was extremely irritable.

"Unknown forces are converging in the vicinity of the Ryloth system, they cannot be confirmed as Republic or as Separatist."

They now had his full attention, this could be the opportunity he was waiting for.

"What more information can be discerned?"

"Their affiliation is unknown, their intent is unknown, their ships do not seem to match with designs consistent to Republic or Separatist ships."

It was not guaranteed to be the allies Nexus was looking for, but at this point, it was the only lead that he had. The Progenitus and the fleet under his command were more than capable of handling itself in combat situations, and with Separatist forces in the vicinity, he hardly had to concern himself with hostile engagement. It was only a chance, and the renowned tactician was not known for it, but it was a chance he had to take in order to accomplish his goal.

"I want an order relayed to our entire fleet, we are to set a course for the Ryloth system. Be prepared for combat and initiate the appropriate protocols."

A chorus of "roger roger" rang out in the large room. The trademark black cape swirled behind him as Darth Nexus departed from the command bridge to make the necessary preparation, this was step 1.