Valiens Nantaris
Head Admin
@[member="Cira"] @[member="Ayden Cater"]
Tegaea was not a fan of slapstick or farce. People making toilet jokes or pouring jelly down each other's shirts was more a cause of scorn than amusement. However, she'd always considered it harmless enough. It wasn't like it was real.
Until now.
On the table of the executive conference room was a datapad detailing the Republic and Sith 'treaty' at Chalacta. Suddenly the farce wasn't funny anymore. Surely the girl who had talked to her with righteous indignation about Polis Massa could not have turned around and signed a treaty with the Jedi and Republic's eternal enemy? It seemed they had. To Tegaea this was akin to the bantha having tea with the krayt dragon and professing they were best of friends. And maybe they would be...until the dragon was hungry.
And so, the two Exarchs and the Lady Protector were going to meet to discuss matters. Much had to be done in order to protect the Protectorate from this very strange turn of events.
Tegaea was not a fan of slapstick or farce. People making toilet jokes or pouring jelly down each other's shirts was more a cause of scorn than amusement. However, she'd always considered it harmless enough. It wasn't like it was real.
Until now.
On the table of the executive conference room was a datapad detailing the Republic and Sith 'treaty' at Chalacta. Suddenly the farce wasn't funny anymore. Surely the girl who had talked to her with righteous indignation about Polis Massa could not have turned around and signed a treaty with the Jedi and Republic's eternal enemy? It seemed they had. To Tegaea this was akin to the bantha having tea with the krayt dragon and professing they were best of friends. And maybe they would be...until the dragon was hungry.
And so, the two Exarchs and the Lady Protector were going to meet to discuss matters. Much had to be done in order to protect the Protectorate from this very strange turn of events.