Zurx Tua
Harbinger of Puppies
The Tactics room was vibrant with rushing Gen' Dai officers, most of them were quite ancient. The set in stone Tua Hierarchy only just started to fall to age and just recently had Zurx begun to allow for the recruitment of younger members. Most of these younger Gen' Dai were clones similar to Zurx's own origin, the youngest being 956 galactic standard years of age. Everybody was turned on today, it hadn't reached the crew yet but the high officers knew what was going to commence this day.
"The Retribution"
Zurx had exclaimed with a grin on his face, from nerve cluster to nerve cluster. He slapped the table in the center of the room. The holo-projector began to spew out information which the young officers wrote down sporadically on their datapads, the ancients shrugging it off awaiting the complimentary briefing datapad. The Retribution was what they had been waiting for, a chance to take back what was theirs and exact vengeance on those who had been the cause of a great travesty to their people. Zurx completed the brief, ushering the officers out of the room before moving back to the table. Zurx relaxed himself into his throne chair, opening a communications channel with Farko.
"Ready to hit common space, Zord?"
"The Retribution"
Zurx had exclaimed with a grin on his face, from nerve cluster to nerve cluster. He slapped the table in the center of the room. The holo-projector began to spew out information which the young officers wrote down sporadically on their datapads, the ancients shrugging it off awaiting the complimentary briefing datapad. The Retribution was what they had been waiting for, a chance to take back what was theirs and exact vengeance on those who had been the cause of a great travesty to their people. Zurx completed the brief, ushering the officers out of the room before moving back to the table. Zurx relaxed himself into his throne chair, opening a communications channel with Farko.
"Ready to hit common space, Zord?"