[Faction Only] Designing the Future

[Sukh'Al'Lee]

Planet: Orto Plutonia | Science Laboratory: 06 | Professor Sukh'Al'Lee

Sukh stood in the hallway with fellow Chiss, Anastasia Hale. He hated that name. She was a horrid wench raised by the putrid races that inhabited Tatooine. She had been a slave before Sukh bought her, and the slavers had been the ones to give her that name. She was raised in a cesspool of criminal activity. It was disgusting to even think about it. He brought the glass of liquid to his lips and devoured it entirely, hoping to rid his mind of her. But her presence remained at his side. The laboratory was large and extensive, entirely underground. In the month he had arrived, it didn't take him long to excavate the land. He had the wealth and men to do so.

He had sent out a formal invitation to members of the Silver Jedi Order, for which he was currently employed too. His former ranking officer, a fish-stinking green-skinned Nautolan by the name of Hasjo, had convinced him to work for them. He despised the man, but he did what he could for fame. It wasn't just Hasjo he despised, it was nigh every other species but Chiss. The Chiss were known for being xenophobic, and Sukh was among the worst of them. He had struck Hasjo in the face once during a dispute in which Hasjo accused him of performing illegal tests on Anastasia involving radiation exposure. Hasjo was right, but Sukh didn't like an alien freak telling him what to do, and not to do. To his unending curiosity and surprise, Hasjo had forgiven him.

"What is it, sir?" Anatasia quietly asked, motioning her hand to a holographic display before them. "It's data you decrepit woman" he moaned through gritted teeth. She flinched away. He felt a pang of guilt and turned to her "Be off, don't report back to me for a month. Do what ever it is you do in your spare time," and with that, he waved her away. He stared at the data before him. It organised itself into a picture, something he had designed. He reached forward and began to touch the hologram, manipulating it. He swung his hand through it and numbers began to rain down. Zeroes and ones. He placed a thumb on the desk the hologram was projected from and the digits reformed into an image of the two vehicles he had designed for the Silver Jedi Order. State of the art tech, very expensive. But with time it would be vastly cheaper.

The hologram revealed the following information.
XA-A1 Exoatmospheric Multi-role Starfighter
Length: 31m (100 ft)
Width: 15.1m (50.4ft)
Height/Depth: 11.8m (38.7ft)
Max Acceleration: 5,800 kph (3603mph)
Armament: Light Plasma Mortar (four) or Heavy Plasma cannon (two)
Crew: Pilot - One
Passengers: One
Hull: Durasteel
Concept: One

ZA-A1 Troop Carrier
Length: 33m (108 ft)
Width: 18.1m (59.4ft)
Height/Depth: 11.8m (38.7ft)
Max Acceleration: 1,100 kph (680mph)
Armament: Light Plasma Mortar (one) or Heavy Plasma auto-cannon (one)
Crew: Pilot - One, Operator - One
Passengers: Thirty
Hull: Durasteel
Concept: One & Two

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

[member="Sukh'Al'Lee"] | [member="Vexander Graves"]​

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She had placed her robes on her bed in her quarters upon the Vigueur Argent, the Ambassador-Class Corvette now traveling to Orto Plutonia. The ship is due to pull out of hyperspace in one hour and she wanted to be ready for the meeting with Professor Sukh'Al'Lee. She and Master Vexander Graves have been in talks with the Professor and have decided on some plans for ships for the Order of the Silver Jedi. It is to be the start of their fleet and in the future with more to come. But for now they are there to meet to discuss the preliminary developments.

Iella went to the control panel in her quarters and opened a commlink directly to Master Graves, "Vexander, we are due to exit hyper in under an hour, I will be on the bridge shortly".

Her eyes flicked up to the chronometer and she quickly dressed. Without hesitation she left her quarters for the bridge.

 

[Vexander Graves]

| [member="Iella E'ron"] | [member="Sukh'Al'Lee"] |

Lately, the Jedi Master has been quite busy. It was definetely not a nuisance, and he had the assistance of the rest of the Councilors of the Silver Jedi; Vexander was preparing everything for the Order to be as ready as possible for the trials ahead. Nevertheless, he was more than confident that they would be up for the challenge and that the Force would be with them.

While he was seated in the chambers assigned within Master E'ron's ship, he remained motionless and meditated deeply in the Force and what he had to do. Since he joined the Republic and their Order; he managed to see his progress in the Force and how his visions were now settling in with his current persona. He was closer that what he envisioned in those dreams, but still he was different; he still was the military officer and marksman that he once was.

A message through the comm snapped him out of his mediation almost inmediately. The voice of Master E'ron almost summoned him to the bridge of the ship in an indirect way. Nothing out of the ordinary based on what they all had in schedule. They needed the ships and they had to work deeply in their schematics... they could no longer rely on the politics and burocratic procedures that always dwelled in the Republic. Getting the authorization to build new ships and developing them would take countless weeks... months... only to reach an agreement and order the developtment... but that was quite different.

Knowing their goal, Vexander stood up and prepared himself and his robes "I'll be on my way Master E'ron" moving towards the exit, he proceeded to leave towards the bridge of the ship.

 

[Sukh'Al'Lee]

[member="Vexander Graves"] | [member="Iella E'ron"]​

A transmission from an unknown droid on the planet of Orto Plutonia began to hail the ship. "Warning! By order of Sukh'Al'Lee, proximity to Laboratory 06 is forbidden. Your continued presence will result in most unpleasant countermeasures. I must insist that you change course and return to a minimum safe distance of ten-thousand kilometres. This has served as your one and final warning. I have activated defensive systems, and you now have thirty seconds to return to the minimum safe distance of - wait."

Elsewhere . . .
"Scanners detect ship on course for Orto Plutonia. Ambassador-Class Corvette"
"Send a transmission" Sukh demanded of the droid of which was responsible for maintaining the facility in his absence. The Chiss stood before the droid so that a holographic message may be relayed to the ship. He began to make his announcement. "Greetings, humans, and welcome to Laboratory 06. Ignore prior warnings, and please continue. I have disabled defensive systems to allow your approach. We have much to discuss." He had purposely said humans. While Chiss were near-human, they were prideful of their heritage as a Chiss, and not a human. He cut the transmission and almost kicked the droid onto the floor. "You stupid rust bucket" he cursed under his breath. He was surrounded by dimwits. This place was a living hell. He began to flee into the corridors for the landing pads on the ground level above the facility.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

Sukh'Al'Lee | Vexander Graves​

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Iella stood behind the Commander's seat on the bridge, allowing the crew to do their jobs as she looked out the view window. The planet loomed large and white, an ice planet, she was about to request the commander run reports on the conditions when as message interrupted her thoughts. Her eyes widened, more out of surprise then anything, surely they where expected? However, the first message was dismissed by another voice and the figure of a Chiss showed on the holographic display.

"Thank you Professor Sukh'Al'Lee", was her only reply before he disappeared from screen. She shook her head as the ship continued toward the planet. "Commander, please take necessary precautions, I do not want anymore undue aggressions and can you please run a scan on the weather conditions of that planet. I think I know the answer but best to be safe".

"Will do Iella, I will send the report through to you as soon as I have it, ETA to landing in ten minutes", the Commander casual with her as they are her personal crew since the days of her being with the Republic.

"I will go prepare for our visit with the Professor and find Vexander and tell him to rug up". She smiled.

 

[Vexander Graves]

[member="Sukh'Al'Lee"] | [member="Iella E'ron"]

The Jedi Master arrived to the cockpit just as soon as she talked to the crew... perhaps she thought that he was sleeping? Or was just joking... hard to tell since he still had a few issues with interactions with others, although he had to work heavily on it now that he was a member of the Silver Council.

"Sorry for the delay Master E'ron" said the man while he approached the bridge and the place where the female Master was "I see that we are close to our desination..." looking at the huge place, he prepared himself as much as he could and used the Force to ease his mind. Referring to the man involved in the development of the ships, he started to ask a few questions that he had in mind "...Have you ever met this man?" said softly, almost whispering to the fellow Jedi in order to avoid unwanted ears to catch on the words "Is he to be trusted?" He didn't actually doubted the Master's judgement, but was just trying to do his job, knowing your friend and enemie's flaws was extremely important for the previous marksman... and as leader of the Silver Shadows, gathering intel was quite important.

 

[Sukh'Al'Lee]

The planet was plagued by constant hurricanes and intense storms. It was perhaps the greatest reason he had chosen this planet. It would be hard to have someone attack or steal from it. He had weapon systems to attack ships from entering or exiting his controlled space, which talented pilots could get themselves out of. But with a hard-hitting storm on your hands? Odds just drop significantly. He moved past a sensory station, glancing over the visuals he saw the swirl of snow as winds began to pick up. It would be a rough landing for them, and they could only open the landing pad for a short time.

He marched down the hall and into where the hangar sat. It was more a garage. Above the immense empty room was a roof with interlocking teeth. He swirled his index finger to the operator and it began to open with a tremble and grind. Snow began to collapse into the room. He reached down to his wrist, signalling the ship "Make it quick." He hoped they had taken his words wisely. And so they did, shortly the ship began to descend into the bowels of the facility and not a second longer had the garage begun to close. He stood at attention, hands clasped behind his back in respect. Awaiting the visitors.

 

[Cambria Zadira]

[member="Sukh'Al'Lee"] [member="Iella E'ron"] [member="Vexander Graves"]

Cambria Zadira had only been a member of the Silver Jedi Order a short time when Grand Master Iella E'ron asked her to accompany her and Master Vexander Graves on a mission to talk to a Professor Sukh'Al'Lee, a Chiss who was putting together a small fleet for the Order. Since the Rutian Twi'lek was a Jedi Ace, it was thought that she could have some input on the starfighters that they may be getting.

For most of their trip to Orto Plutonia from Voss, Cambria stayed in her small appointed quarters upon the Vigueur Argent, an Ambassador-class Corvette, and meditated. Her journey brought the young Knight to the Silver Jedi by the way of the Republic and the Jedi Order on Coruscant where she was taken from her homeworld of Ryloth at the age of three to begin her training in the Jedi arts. After being knighted, she chose the path of a Jedi Guardian. Later, Cambria became disenchanted with the Republic's political back stabbing and the Jedi Council's general inaction. She joined the Army of Light to take on the ever growing Darkness swallowing up the galaxy. After her time with them, she went on a long sojourn to find her center in the Force once again, which led her to an encounter with a Nautolan Silver Jedi. [member="Hasjo Hallu"] recruited her to join the Silver Jedi Order after he had helped her free some young girls from slavers on Tatooine, and here she was now about to join two of the Masters of the Order for their meeting with the Chiss professor regarding ship designs and such. Bri felt honored to be there with them.

The Twi'lek Knight bowed her head respectfully as she joined Masters E'ron and Graves on the bridge, listening attentively to their conversation and reaching out with the Force to get a sense of the situation before them. One thing was for sure, the atmospheric conditions were poor, thus it would prove the worth of their pilots taking them in for landing.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

Sukh'Al'Lee | Vexander Graves | [member="Cambria Zadira"]​

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As Iella grippd the back of the Commander's seat, she could see beads of sweat running down the back of the man's neck. She sent a wave of calm around the bridge and to the crew as the ship began to be buffeted by the gale outside. Visibility through the viewing window now had disappeared and the Commander is flying on instruments.

"Vexander no, I have not met the man, however he has come highly recommended by Knight Hallu and him I trust", she gave Vexander a slight grin. "Knight Zadira, I am pleased to make your acquaintance and good you have joined us, if we survive the landing. This is Master Vexander Graves", she smiled more as she introduced them, "Knight Cambria Zadira has joined the Silver Jedi recently".

The Vigueur Argent, rocked and the engines roared as the reverse thrusters engaged. Flying low over the ice surface, the ship entered the hangar, the landing struts touching down with a thud. "Well done Commander", she said as she knew how tough this was.

Iella turned to them and smiled, "Shall we go meet our host?", she said and.. "Oh get something warm on, there are arctic jackets in a locker lets go find them".

 

[Judah Lesan]

Judah Lesan was the most recent newcomer to the mix, but he wasn't going to miss this opportunity for anything, well except for an unexpected visit from a certain red haired Corellisi. The Knight stuffed those feeling deep within as the ship neared its destination. The Silver Shadow, who posed as a Jedi Ace, had been impressed with Grand Master [member="Iella E'ron"]'s technical knowledge of starfighters. He had witnessed that knowledge first had when they had first met upon Judah's arrival.

The Knight had been personally invited to the Silver Jedi Order by his long time friend, and sister Jedi, [member="Cambria Zadira"]. The Rutian Twi'lek was the only other individual to learn of his home on Corellia, and his wife of five years. She had felt the need to tell Judah about the order when asked about her sudden disappearance. It had been the first time Cambria had ventured out on her without telling Judah what she had been up to. Well the first time that was not mission related. This far this order fit what Judah had been looking for since leaving the Jedi for the same reasons so many had.

The knight had not left for cold weather though. He hated having to wear a parka, and opted for a thick, woolen, hooded cloak instead. Judah met the rest of the team near the loading ramp after having spent the entire journey in his quarters meditating, or sleeping, he was never sure which.

"This meeting couldn't have been some place warmer?"

Judah grinned and chuckled. His humor was as dry as Tatooine sometimes, but at least he did have a sense of humor.

[member="Sukh'Al'Lee"] | [member="Vexander Graves"]