Faction Imperial Core || COMPNOR

[Jaeger Harrsk]

C O M P N O R
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COMPNOR Headquarters,
B A S T I O N

Broken glass, scorched walls and shattered tiles. The state of the newly reclaimed building to be the headquarters of the Commission was as one would imagine after a total war for the imperial home. Certainly, Jaeger was a practical man but this was one of the few rare cases when symbolism mattered more than pragmatism.

The holo in the middle of the conference table projected a map highlighting the planets of Kandara and Atrisia. Both were targets of active measure. Insurgencies were to be planned and as such representatives of the Kandaran Revolutionary Imperial Guard and the Atrisian Imperial Front, Enedina Tal and Konrad Bolter respectively were present along with COMPNOR special agents Omar Melnau and Daros Karmann , ISB agents Rowan Corde and Kolson Vrask , and the Commissioner of the Coalition for Progress Djorn Bline .

"Let's get to the point - sitrep." Jaeger cut straight to the chase. "We've had preliminary intel of your situation but it is rather...outdated. I need all current actionable intelligence of both systems."

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[Enedina Tal]

COMPNOR headquarters/
Bastion

The days of travelling in the open had long passed. The organisation, along with the remnants of CIC forces, were driven into the shadows. Those that didn't betray the revolutionary cause and refused amnesty or the encroaching reality of prison if they surrendered fought on bitterly. Tariq thought it ironic in some strange way, the tables had turned, and the hunters became the hunted. When the Galactic alliance came for his world, rather than surrender the planet to the claws of the bandits. The Nizam Al Mulk Imperial party of Kandara fought back in a desperate defence of their home planets glorious prestige.


Though not lacking in zeal and devotion to the defence of the homeworld, the Nizam al mulks paramilitaries were forced back gradually in an ever-increasingly brutal offensive that pushed them from Yathribs gilded streets into the mountains. Mighty Yathrib had become the site of a brutal 12-week siege as the home parties soldiers and paramilitaries fought a series of desperate street battles as street after street, and building after building was taken by the invaders. As the situation became apparent to those in the high command, the order was issued to withdraw from the ruins of Yathrib. Essentially ending the main phase of the fighting and the end of the parties domination of Kandaran politics.


Beaten, bloodied and outnumbered. The Nizam al Mulk political leadership and the remnants of its forces reorganised its approach and structure into a new organisation of Imperial resistance. The Kandaran imperial revolutionary guard. A new breed of Imperial revolutionary, the old guard had passed in the fires of Yathrib city. The young guard had risen to the mantle, the generation of revenge.

Flanked by a pair of men in traditional Kandaran imperial attire, with berets adorning the Imperial standard of Kandara, Tariq gestured to the map and spoke with an air of calmness as he reported on the situation at hand.​

"Since the reactionaries drove Imperial rule from my occupied home and the core, we have reorganised our resistance along the lines of a sustained campaign of resistance."

Any man with a sense of reality knew the GA was too powerful to fight conventionally, and the Kandaran imperials found out the hard way when they sent scores of poorly armed paramilitaries to be ripped to shreds by armoured GA formations. They couldn't hope to match them for power, but they could stretch the reactionaries forces and bleed them bit by bit. A thousand cuts where a single deep one would not suffice. How long would a populace keep faith in a government of bandits who can't keep them safe?

"We have designated the Galactic alliance into six areas of operation, with our forces divided into brigades that operate these areas semi-independently of the other—depriving them of any real ability to destroy resistance operations and thus also dividing attention decisively."


They were numerous sure, but every group had its breaking point. And they couldn't deploy nor be everywhere at once, not with cross border tensions with neighbours present.
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"Sooner or later the bandits in Coruscant will start draining money into financing a heightened military presence across the core, and they will have to face an angry population who will demand how a senate that supposedly represents them cannot feed the poor yet find the millions to wage a losing war."

Jaeger Harrsk Omar Melnau Konrad Bolter Daros Karmann Rowan Corde Djorn Bline Kolson Vrask ​

 

[Konrad Bolter]

S E V E N _ L I V E S
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
ATRISIA TENKOKU SENSEN

The Confederate Question produced enigmatic answers. None of them gave the answer that would ever be tolerable to the true and sovereign Atrisian. It was either a false peace of decadent decay beneath a banner unfurled in violet or blue. There was in truth, no difference between the Sith domineered lie of the Confederacy or the visage of democracy in profiteering bandits at reigns of control to the Galactic Alliance.

Soon enough, by all accounts, Atrisia would trade hands into that of the Galactic Alliance. That ensuing instability would be the catalyst at the return of Empire, the return of tradition. A life of peace in discipline, order, country. It would be lost to the Galactic Lie in the hands of the Alliance.

The Kandaran seemed to share all the same sentiments and presented a plan to put into motion which would harness the growing militarization and expansion of the Galactic Alliance by burdening them from within.

"It would be preferable for the official transfer of Atrisia to begin, allowing the AIF time to prepare before we strike at the confused, interim regime of control there. How close is the Kandaran cell to making an attack on the Alliance...and do we have any other active groups or infiltrations within the Alliance? Perhaps the Senate?" Tsuneo inquired.

Jaeger Harrsk | Enedina Tal | Omar Melnau | Daros Karmann | Djorn Bline | Rowan Corde​

 

[Djorn Bline]

One would have to be completely naive and blind to believe an alliance with the Galactic Alliance in the Core would be honest and transparent. They both bled and fought valiantly against the Sith, but that didn’t change things on how they accepted each other’s ideals and philosophy. To Djorn and many of his newly founded comrades in the New Imperial Order, there could be no peace or order without an Imperial flag reigning on every system in the Galaxy. The Outer Rim, the Core, Wild Space, every region not under the authority of the Order was just a lawless wasteland for scum and criminal dissidents to thrive on. A manifest destiny and with it the extinction of disciplines such as the Sith and the Jedi.

No more “holy” wars just because of the color of one’s lightsaber. The Galaxy belonged to mere mortal men like Djorn, not to these praised icons that was responsible for the devastation of systems just because of what creed they swore to.

“The Senate, as we all have witnessed, is a corrupt chamber with individuals belonging to their own personal agendas,” the debate of the Confederate Question was evidence to that. Many sought for peace with Confederacy, and others cried to war. Interesting the latter wasn’t, to this moment, taken due to the Sith dictating the Confederacy. “They themselves will be the instruments of their own division, and with that we can plant our seeds and influence the Senate.” Democracy was just a cesspool of people acting for their own interests and was easily corrupted. “There are few Imperialists in the Senate that we can use to progress our goals, perhaps the Corporatist bloc would be a good tool for us.”

As for other active groups, I can assist with a CompForce unit specialized in unconventional means,” looking at both the Atrisian and Kandaran.

Jaeger Harrsk | Enedina Tal | Rowan Corde | Konrad Bolter | Omar Melnau | Daros Karmann​

 

[Omar Melnau]

ATYPICAL_OFFICE_MEETING
Special Agent Omar Melnau
Task Force 66 : The Imperator's Fist
-COMPNOR Headquarters-
Present Day, Remote
Jaeger Harrsk / Enedina Tal / Konrad Bolter / Daros Karmann / Rowan Corde / Djorn Bline / Kolson Vrask
= WEAPONRY :: KXR SBR-60x, LS-1 "Angry Owl", BH "Specter" Vibroknife, REC-RCB/01 Baton =
= EQUIPMENT :: Force-User Utility Droid, IL-99B "Doppelganger", climbing gear, various munitions =
= ARMOR :: TXP SBG-01x Bodyglove, Storm Recon Armor Mk. II =

It felt so... different... attending one of these meetings in this manner. During his time in the ISB and his nascent period of office work with COMPNOR, he'd never been one of the people who got to sit at the central table. Or, as it were, one of the people whose hologram was projected to that central table.

His projection was being relayed to an otherwise empty seat, and the one in the office didn't quite line up 1-to-1 with the one he was actually using, causing his image to clip and fizzle for a moment when he shifted position before it would reset to a more stable appearance. As for his appearance itself...

Days and weeks in the field had been taking their toll on him. There were bags under his eyes and smears of ash on one cheek that he'd missed in his rushed attempt to make himself presentable. He was wearing his armor sans the recon-style helmet that sat on his lap, and he was leaning forward to avoid a recurring crick in his back. Not to mention anybody who looked under the table where he 'sat' would see the half-projected image of a battle rifle leaning against his leg that he was keeping close at hand out of reflexive need.

As a pause presented itself and the lag of transmission could be accounted for, he spoke up, "There's an additional matter of enemies we perhaps haven't taken note of. The Sith aren't quite dead and ruined. They have militants like the ones we're using, in many ways. They call themselves the Qo'massassi."

He quickly double-checked his datapad, "The Task Force encountered a small number of them when we were on New Bakstre. I've forwarded the data I pulled from their bodies, as well as Task Force and enemy helmet data relevant to the engagement. It seems the Sith have decided to meet us with similar subterfuge and false armies."

 

[Daros Karmann]

LET_SLEEPING_DOGS_LIE
Special Agent Daros Karmann
Task Force 66 : The Imperator's Fist
-COMPNOR Headquarters-
Present Day, Remote
Jaeger Harrsk / Enedina Tal / Konrad Bolter / Omar Melnau / Rowan Corde / Djorn Bline / Kolson Vrask

Like Omar, Daros found himself projected onto an empty seat in the presence of the schemers, though he seemed less perturbed by his disheveled state of affairs. He hadn't had a hot shower in weeks, and his usual shoulder length hair had been tied into a more practical ponytail. Though his flickering hologram could not transmit the information visually, Daros' hair was matted with sweat and a beard was slowly starting to form from his 5' o clock shadow.

He fiddled with his screwdriver as he listened to the group talk, silently chewing on air. "Nothing new to report." he finally added when the opportunity to speak presented itself. Unlike his colleague, he hadn't multiple doctorates that he could be proud of, but he did have connections. "But if it's guns and explosives you need smuggled anywhere to any who, I know a few people."

Daros shrugged and lit a cigarette. Its minty smoke helped stop the jitters in his hands. "While I agree with the gentleman's proposition-" he gestured at Enedina Tal , sniffing. "-a heightened military presence in the core worlds will make my associates more greedy. Risk assessments, bribes for the nut, bribes for the bolt."

He took another puff. "Funding a few terror cells for publicity's sake may very well cost us our yearly budget if we let it go rampant."

 

[Jaeger Harrsk]

C O M P N O R
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COMPNOR Headquarters,
B A S T I O N

"That's on a need to know basis." Jaeger interjected at Tsuneo's curiosity of the NIO's meddling of GA state of affairs and gave a long glare at Bline. Both the AIF and the KRIG were simply tools in achieving the New Order's goals. It was a public secret; unadmitted but well known to all parties in the room.

He leaned back on his chair, steepled fingers and listened as the COMPNOR agents reported their findings. The commissioner let silence reign for a moment as he contemplated before he spoke:

"Atrisia shall be the first." Jaeger stated. "The eyes of the galaxy are upon it due to the recent situation between the Confederates and the Alliance. It is the perfect timing to reclaim the Imperial heritage of the Atrisian people." he nodded at Melnau and Karmann. "Both of our agents will be tasked with supporting the insurgency. As to the budget concern, it is duly noted and..." Jaeger reached down beneath the table and pulled out two briefcases. With a quick swipe he opened both to reveal a stash full of cash. These were not New Imperial funds. These were straight from the Trade Federation's printer. It had been a rough negotiation but their interest in perpetual war and thus sale of weaponry gave Jaeger a leverage to funnel cash from the conglomerate.

"..solved."

For now.

"In the case of Kandara," the commissioner turned to Hejazi. "use this money to make more noise. More publicity is needed before we commit more. Both agents will be available to aid you in this. Let this war of attrition continue eroding the Kandarans' opinion of the Alliance just a bit more." he closed the briefcases and slid them across the table to Tsuneo and Hejazi.

"And as far as this new threat, the Qo'massassi? That is a threat that needs to be eliminated as soon as possible, our effort against the Sith Empire and the Alliance must not be burdened by internal obstacles." Jaeger leaned back and lit a cigarette as well.

Enedina Tal Konrad Bolter Omar Melnau Rowan Corde Djorn Bline Kolson Vrask Daros Karmann​

 

[Enedina Tal]

COMPNOR headquarters/
Bastion

"It is easy to say the cost is too great in supplying the cause, but cut out the middle man and the matter is far simpler, we will handle the smuggling and will deal with the cost, a few dead martyrs for the cause and a few lost shipments are nothing in the long run to us."





As harsh a statement, it was true in a brutal and unforgiving sense. The organisation had tens of thousands of willing soldiers to die for the cause, their deaths were small but important in the grand scheme of things. After all the blood of the fallen would pave the gilded path to Imperial victory. A few hundred or a few thousand Kandaran dead if need be. It did not matter. All that mattered was the end result.





As the COMPNOR representative slid the briefcase over, one of Tariqs aides grabbed the briefcase and placed it by his side. The money would be essential in fueling the war to come, but they would still need money for the long term. All options were on the table, and with the money directly funnelled to them. They would be able to take the fight directly to the Galactic alliances troops. The only difference was that the war was taken from the holo news directly to peoples homes and the streets of the galactic alliance worlds.





Total war.





"We will give you what you want, not even the sheep of the senate will be safe from the gaze of retribution."









Jaeger Harrsk Omar Melnau Konrad Bolter Djorn Bline Daros Karmann Rowan Corde​

 

[Konrad Bolter]

S E V E N _ L I V E S
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
ATRISIA TENKOKU SENSEN

Harrsk was right. While the escalating war between light and dark, the Imperial brother war and the Bryn'adul crusade raged on, Atrisia would always find its way to the forefront. All eyes were on the Galactic Alliance and the Confederacy. To make a move. To blink in front of the other and show a moment of hestitation, a fast twitch reaction to spark a cinder into a blaze.

To start a war.

Whatever happened, the rising sun was always due its time to bathe in the sky and crest the horizon. The Emperor in-exile would stake his claim beneath the decadent royal purple or the gilded Starbird regardless. A land free once again, a pride restored.

It was no surprise the secretive vaults of Scipio would be the source of this funding. Official New Imperial tender, or even a proxy meagerly aligned with the Iron Sun would've pulled every alarm of the Core-ward governments. This...this would do just fine.

The question was of the two agents the AIF had now been granted to collaborate with.

"I will be sure the Emperor sends his gratitude but I must ask...these two...how will they be assets to our cause?" Nagata inquires to the room at large.

They seemed bright, but the fine black uniforms of the Imperial had proven deceptive in their true and tangible usefulness, the Core had just seen the CIC come and go after all.

Jaeger Harrsk | Enedina Tal | Djorn Bline | Omar Melnau | Daros Karmann

 

[Djorn Bline]

COMPNOR Headquarters
Bastion

The glare from Jaeger did not unnerve Djorn. He wouldn't excuse it as a slip of the tongue; discreet and secrecy was their common theme, yet communication between all individuals here was crucial if they were to succeed in their machinations. The Atrisians and the Kandarans yearned for their Imperial heritage become the mainstream of their peoples. Atrisia, as most people knew, was catastrophically scarred by the tools of the First Order, the previous Galactic Alliance, and a sect of Sith Lords that summoned a storm that brought havoc to Atrisia. At the end, the Atrisians lost more than the groups of people that carelessly stepped foot on their lands. Natural disasters plagued the people causing them to be displaced from their homes. He knew as it was a tragedy that his wife, Rowan Corde, and her family suffered.

"I'm sure our agents will demonstrate that when deployed, Tsuneo," he said to the Atrisian. Although Daros and Omar were free to say their piece right now.

"The threat of the Qo'massassi is something I will take care of along with my other assignments," along with Daros and Omar, he also looked forward to aiding the Atrisians and Kandarans whether behind the scenes or directly in combat. "Wherever these insurgents are based on it is important to turn the local populace against them. Make them have enemies on all sides." Why do all the work when you can train someone else to do it? Least exhausting than to commit resources to it.

Jaeger Harrsk | Enedina Tal | Konrad Bolter | Rowan Corde | Daros Karmann | Omar Melnau ​

 

[Daros Karmann]

GUN_RUNNING_SAINT
Special Agent Daros Karmann
Task Force 66 : The Imperator's Fist
-COMPNOR Headquarters-
Present Day, Remote
Jaeger Harrsk / Enedina Tal / Konrad Bolter / Omar Melnau / Rowan Corde / Djorn Bline / Kolson Vrask

Daros kept a cool face as he delivered his carefully neutral words.

"A few dead martyrs and lost shipments are just as damaging as to a cause as a well conducted headquarters raid." He squashed his cigarette beneath his heel. "We will keep the middlemen exactly because we can trust them to keep their word." Daros' eyes narrowed, swiveling between the individuals before him. "Most of all, I can trust our middlemen to travel without attracting too much attention of the authorities, which would be. . ."

He paused to light a new cigarette, puffing a cloud of mint that smelled of bytes and motes of light to the party. ". . .detrimental."

He was entirely unimpressed when the other insurgent inquired to their specialties. Djorn said his piece, and left much unanswered. Daros shrugged, flicking another finished cigarette away from him. While he was generally uninterested in other people's opinions on his performance, he did have a reputation in the underworld to maintain and keep under the shade of Imperial bureaucracy. It simply made moving things around easier. No one else, other than his handler, needed to know just exactly how far his roots were planted.

"I know a few people." he spoke plainly. "Who knows a few other people. And so on and so forth. On top of the usual skillset that comes with connections." He left it at that and appeared busy, rummaged through the crates around him before pulling out a clear bottle.