Thus Saith the Lord
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Dranok Lussk
Lord of the Fringe
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Posted 06 November 2013 - 05:09 PM
OOC: Alright crew, this is a pretty simple and to the point meeting thread to get our characters to grow closer ICly. All high ranking members may attend, those of which include: Legion Officers, Naval Officers, Prophet Masters & Knight Rep., Governors, and the Big Three. Lower ranked members may attend, but only AFTER clearing their arrival with @Dranok Lussk via PM. Spies are welcome as well, just clear it by PM, and also keep in mind that there are SEVERAL Master-level Force users attending and concealment, evasion, or escape won't be easy.
@Ashin Varanin @Spencer Jacobs @RC 212 @Subject 13 @Lucien Cordel @Tarika Sadow @Anyone who abode by the OOC notice.
Knights Of The Lopsided Table
Fringe Administrative Sector, Annaj
A lone man sat at the far end of a large, wooden, misshapen table. His fingers were splayed in numerous directions as he shuffled his papers and data files back and forth in a vain attempt to organize himself. Persons of importance coupled with a light air of pressure tended to make those taking a public role nervous. And so, when faced with speaking up in front of several figures of importance, the man's nervousness increased. The grey-uniformed Lord Admiral didn't want to come off as too nervous to get anything done, but then again, he didn't want to kark anything up and end up ruining what was hoped to be a glorious meeting of those showing promise and ambition.
After several minutes of shuffling, the sun-haired man released a heavy sigh of relief and flexed his already sore fingers. He's spent practically the whole morning typing up things of urgent attention to present to the group and made sure each and every statement was defined in detail and went straight to the point. Even the Big Three were going to be here, so he reserved the end opposite to him for those Three dealmakers of the Fringe. The Lord Admiral set aside his paperwork and datapads, staring down at the finely finished surface of the wooden table. His golden gaze soon found itself traveling across each and every centimeter of it, taking notice of the circle's slight abnormality and remembered the reason for it. One of his distant relatives had hand-crafted it for the young prodigy, he found it sitting in his room when he came home to Corellia during a month long break from the Academy. He never found use for it until now, his elbows resting lazily on it.
Dranok glanced down at his chrono, craning his face upwards to catch the glance of a legionnaire standing guard by the double doors.
"It's about time the attendees start showing up, go ahead and inform the rest of your detail and prepare for our guests."
"Understood, sir."
The armored, middle-aged man sent a snappy salute Dranok's way, dropping it quickly to whisper into his wrist comlink and left the room.
Lord Admiral, Governor of Rattatak, Prophet Lord
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Tarika SadowShadow Fleet Commander
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Posted 06 November 2013 - 05:36 PM
She arrived in crisp military uniform appropriate for a naval commodore, as she arrived her attention was on the building as it was finely crafted from expensive and luxurious tastes she kept her gaze on the marvellous structures, stopping to peer at the symbol of the fringe she respectfully snapped a crisp salute and then walked inside. Soon as she did the guards came to her and asked for identification and Tarika held up her fringe military I.D Thanks Commodore Sadow, the meeting is right through the sandsteel doors sandsteel, made from alloys and given the name due to the wavy look of the steel...it was such a fine piece of steel, she nodded and removed her naval officers hat and then walked toward the door, making sure her hair was perfect before she walked through it, once inside she seen @Dranok Lussk seated at the misshapen table and walked over to the chair on the opposite end looking directly at his own.
Good day Admiral Lussk, pleasure seeing you here, sir! she said respectfully as she stood there placing her hat on the table and strengthening her naval skirt and getting ready to be seated.
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Lucien CordelGovernor of Zaadja
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Posted 06 November 2013 - 05:41 PM
Lucien's cruiser pulled up outside The building which would hold the meeting which would shape the future of the fringe. The first people to get out were Luciens security team,Once they were satisfied Lucien and his assistant followed them.Lucien stood a moment outside His overcoat billowing in the Light wind.He glanced at his reflection in the mirror and ensured that his tie was straight.He moved with purpose toward the door hindered only slightly by his injured leg. then stopped but didn't turn back "Captain scott accompany me the rest of you wait with the cruiser" His words were met with a bow then his chief bodyguard opened the door.
Lucien arrived at the meeting room and lowered himself into his chair.His Assistant stood behind him and the captain moved into the corner of the room.Once he was seated he gave a respectful nod to the two present in the room. "Good evening Lord admiral,commodore it is a pleasure to see your both well" Lucien rigidly stuck to formality this was a meeting of business not a social call.Lucien noticed the imperfection in the table and for once made no comment.
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Subject 13Heart Made Of Ice
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Posted 06 November 2013 - 05:41 PM
"Sir, you have been asked to attend a meeting with the officials of the fringe. Will you attend?" A soldier asked formally, walking into the common room and offering salute to the young counselor. Cobalt eyes slanted to the side and glared at the man coldly. His expression blank as he replied.
"No..." He said simply, turning his head again and looking out the window at the busy soldiers outside. Managing the area. 13 did not understand why he of all the people in the fringe was chosen to represent the knights. Such a important role given to a sixteen year old boy...either he was doing something right or someone else was doing something wrong. Either way he had no true feelings about the promotion and honestly did not change his lifestyle in the slightest. Safe to say that this new position was something he would not take very seriously...or maybe he would take it seriously but keep his thoughts to himself as he always did. He was aware that Dranok wished him to be his apprentice but frankly 13 was unsure. Last master he had abandoned him witch was probably the reason for his intimacy issues...everyone seemed to abandon him one way or another. That was probably his heart was so cold. Regardless, he had a 'responsibility' to uphold now...
"Sir...it is important. And you being representative of the knights are required to attend." The soldier pressed on. Slightly irking 13. The boy blinked and nodded.
"Fine...now get out." He asked, walking up to the couch and sitting down. Staring out his window 13 sighed deeply as he thought for a while. He would attend...when he felt like it.
@Ashin Varanin @Spencer Jacobs @RC 212 @Subject 13 @Lucien Cordel @Tarika Sadow @Dranok Lussk
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The Plague DoctorLet's make Diseases!
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Posted 06 November 2013 - 07:43 PM
The Plague Doctor arrived in his fighter, Landing. He did not know why he was called here, But he was. Something about a meeting. So, He exited his fighter, And walked up to the door. They asked for an ID, He showed it to them. He hid his distruptor pistol in his pocket, Making sure nobody sees it. He has to be safe that this was not a trick. As the doors unlocked he entered the building. He was carrying a bag. There was samples of many things in that bag. It was a dangerous bag. But he planned to keep it. The door guard asked what was in the bag. "It's something personal." he replied. The guard asked if he could see it. The Doctor replied "Sure. If you would like your skin peeled off." The guard shut up, and nodded.
He was much farther in this immense building now. He pushed the door open, walked in and sat in a chair. "Greetings." He said to the people that have arrived already, And Dranok. He placed his bag on the table. He then took note of who was here. There was Dranok. Then there was that woman. Her name was Tarika. And then Lucien. He knew him well. Or, Better then the others.
@Subject 13 @Tarika Sadow @Dranok Lussk @Lucien Cordel @RC 212