Lux in Tenebris
Jedi Robes
The Mace Windu slowly glided above Begali, the smooth motion of the broad hulled and finned ship resembling a whale cruising through the sea. The old Silver battlecruiser had taken on a number of hats since its recommissioning: strike carrier, refugee transport, fertilizer hauler.
Today, a new hat would be added to the rack.
Forum.
The Begali delegation had already boarded Windu and been shown to the conference center; now came the Royal entourage. In the main starboard hanger, Mykel stood expectantly, flanked by the ship's captain, Commadore Hathaway. Behind them was a small neat formation of Antarian Rangers clad in specialized Katarn commando armor, their chameleon plates set to gleaming white. They were no honor guard, the Jedi hardly in need of such a thing, but the veteran soldiers performed the role well in a pinch.
Despite the gravity of the situation, Mykel remained cool and composed, diplomacy part and parcel for a Consular. Though this time, it was different, as he would be coming face to face with a Sith Lord in dialogue instead of battle. Much like his ship, the newly crowned Queen of Eshan also wore a number of hats, or a crown in this case.
