In The Matter of Kro Var...

[Cecily Demici]

Cecily sat upon the high seat in the glistening emerald Audience Chamber of House Valeria. Only a few days prior, a representative from the planet Kro Var had come before her and beseeched her to intervene on behalf of the planet's natives. While she had not quite understood the plight of the Kro Varian people, she had sworn to the man that she would at least arrange a meeting between himself and a formal representative of the Galactic Alliance leadership. She was true to her word.

Cecily had sent a missive to the Alliance requesting their attendance and received word that [member="Sieb Tevv"] would be representing their interests in this matter. Without delay, she summoned [member="Nick Imura"] to the Emerald Keep, the seat of House Valeria in Deeja Peak and awaited the arrival both of the envoy from the Alliance and the representative of the Kro Varians.

She would act as a mediator and observer in the ensuing discussions.

 

[Sieb Tevv]

A short, stocky Sullustan in the uniform of an Alliance admiral was soon ushered into the Emerald Keep. He stared around with his big, black eyes, mouth a plump smile beneath hanging lip flaps. Good natured and entirely bald, Sieb Tevv approached [member="Cecily Demici"].

"Hello, madame, is the Kro Var representative on his way? And while I'm asking, I might as well ask what his formal title is. M'lord? Sir? Master Shaper? The missive didn't really indicate which and I'd hate to offend him," Tevv smiled.

Before being tapped for admiralty by the Galactic Alliance, Sieb had been the foreman for a mining operation. He'd overseen the operation of mining vessels, transport ships and all other variety of related craft. It'd been a lucrative and successful career, but now he was on to other things.

Like making sure the Kro Var unrest didn't turn into anything worse.

[member="Nick Imura"]

 

[Garza]

So many meetings.

I was not a man suited for ties, balls, and formal gatherings. I was more suited in a forge, or a lab. Working away at special tools of war. However, With many of the Shapers of the Kro Var taking in others who wished to train, and learn of their heritage, it was too much. Some of the more traditional Kro Varian people didn't want others here. Didn't want the idea of space craft, and "laser swords" to become part of their lives. The younger generation didn't see why it may be a good, or a bad thing. Long ago the Republic had tried to form ties with the Kro Var people, but it failed.

It had been lead by my brother. And it was now my turn. Even if I didn't like it. Dressing myself in black robes once more, I also kept my lightsaber on me. Traditional. And honestly, I would rather have a lightsaber for this, than a sword. Splashing water on my face, I was shaking from the nervousness. I was meeting with a representative of the Galactic Alliance, about keeping people who were considered undesirable away from the Kro Var.

One person was like poking a bear. It wouldn't cause anything. However, if you have hundreds of people poking a bear, it will wake up, and it won't be pretty.

Breathing in, I calmed myself the best I could and walked towards the summons of [member="Cecily Demici"], who I had asked to aid me. Entering the door to the room that we would be discussing this in, I walked up towards the man and bowed my head formally. I wasn't a touchy person. Never really liked handshakes.

"Hello, It's an honor to meet you Admiral Tevv. I thank you for coming to see myself on short notice over something that may seem rather... infinitesimal."

Making sure to keep somewhat of a smile on my face, I needed to be presentable to this man. Even while I may have wanted to curl up into a ball with politics, I had to stand up for myself, and my people. I will do my best.

[member="Sieb Tevv"]