New Republic: Congressional fire! (Open to Ambassadors)

[RC 212]

Spoiler

[member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Charzon Loulan"] [member="Giana Froelich"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Jynx"] [member="Klesta"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Marcus Itera"] [member="Rae Jarrus"] [member="Reen Lorgon"] [member="Sanya Val Swift"] [member="Xiarr Sair"] [member="Jack Raxis"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Jade Whisperwind"] [member="Taneas Haring"] [member="Carlyle Rausgeber"] [member="Morlin Varrock"] [member="Natasi Fortan"] [member="Rasu Gan"] [member="Sed Frieder"] [member="Valerian Valkyrie"] [member="Horus"]

OOC: Just setting the mood. The rest is up to you! Non political types you may also join and watch and play. Enjoy!

Serpena

On Seprena a new day was rising. Despite the ongoing efforts to combat the Black Sickness and the Blazing Chains Marauders, the fledgling New Republic was off to a new start. Having recently just been named Acting President by the Political Councils and Royal families [member="Zaira Raghul"] had a lot on her plate.

Elections were coming up soon, within the week and tensions were already broiling between parties. Where she stood no one was quite sure yet. Candidates of course were already up and coming to challenge her. Would she keep the Presidency as her office? It was for the citizens to decided.

But today was historic in more ways than just a new President. It was the day that beleaguered and disenfranchised citizens of the corrupt and toppling Republic would finally be able to wash their hands of the old ways. From the ashes would rise a new flame, a fresh new start. A New Republic.

There was more on the table than just political debate as well. Delegates from across two separate nations among the stars were en route. Oh yes, the politicians had a very busy day indeed.

 

[RC 212]

Serpena

Politics.

The Deposed Admiral lived for this life. After a series of failed raids and losing all of his Pirate fleet he had fled into hiding. The Techno Union had made use of him after his arrest, but even they could not get their slippery paws on the ex Admiral. Having commanded men at the helm of warships for more than thirty years, Valerian knew just what made a person tick.

An assault onto their freedom was a great motivator.

Ever since the long journey through Sith Space the New Republic had been setting her roots on his hideaway. He was working as an advisor to a local Royal family, and upon hearing the news of the elections split from their ranks. The New Republic needed a new party. A party by the people, for the people and of the people.

With a twisted grin the maniacal looking man lit his pipe, snuffing the match with the smell of musky rotten eggs. Sweet aroma of endorian leaf followed as he scrawled a lazy note into his data pad.

Much of the city was tense. With the Black Sickness killing more and more everyday it remained to be seen what these New Republic folks were all about. Everyone had heard the rumors. They were traitors and degenerates, but did those type of folks come and pour their resources unto the sick and dying? Set up clinics to save them and ward off fanatical Piracy?

He suspected not.

"Keri."

"Yes sir?"

His old eyes wrinkled a might as a flashback of being aboard his fleet hit him.

"Alert the press and the Congressional Office that I am on the way."

"What shall I tell them sir?"

"A new Political Candidate from the Populist party is arriving and wishes to take the floor to bring up certain... issues."

"Certainly, would you like another drink sir?"

Valerian puffed on his pipe as he closed the door of his study, thick boots stomping down his front porch steps. In the distance was the old Subbach Innes HQ, right next to a Royal families palace. With great humility they'd agreed to use the Palace as a more suitable hosting arrangement, and the HQ as the Congressional floor.

"No go home. I have no further need of you today M'dear."

 

[Zaira Raghul]

Serpena

Arriving on the planet Zaira was well aware of the situation, the plague, pirates and the up coming elections. Tho she didn't want to admit to anyone out loud but the election did not concern her. The blond main concern was the citizens of the New Republic how they were able to help them from the plague and the continue attack of the pirates. In her mind the sooner the elections finish the better.

"Is there an update from the medical team?" she ask her assistant Fuma a young man who tried his best to keep up with the acting president, his brown hair move into his face when he finally caught up "Not yet ma'am, a report should come in soon.. hopefully." Zaira sigh she didn't like being called ma'am another thing she didn't like is being behind a desk, she rather be out with the others do her part to help "I want to see the clinics.. see if there's anything that can be done.. I also want to see what the situation is first hand." her assistant eyes became wide with shock he begin to look through the datapad frantic "Um..bu..Ma'am it's not advice for anyone in your position to do that.. plus there's no time. What if the pirates.." Zaira shot Fuma a look her blue eyes look the young assistant over, after a few minutes she then smiled "I know your trying to do what's best Fuma, and I know there's not a lot of time.. but if anyone can help with that it's you. Take a brake you deserve it."

With one last smile she straighten out her suit and walk into the building, it didn't take her long to enter her office. She let out a small groan seeing the new paper work on her desk. Walking up to her desk she glance at her datapad the screen lit up showing a message "A new political candidate?"

 

[RC 212]

Spoiler

[member="Ali Hadrix"] [member="Charzon Loulan"] [member="Giana Froelich"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Jynx"] [member="Klesta"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Marcus Itera"] [member="Rae Jarrus"] [member="Reen Lorgon"] [member="Sanya Val Swift"] [member="Xiarr Sair"] [member="Jack Raxis"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Jade Whisperwind"] [member="Taneas Haring"] [member="Carlyle Rausgeber"] [member="Morlin Varrock"] [member="Natasi Fortan"] [member="Rasu Gan"] [member="Sed Frieder"] [member="Valerian Valkyrie"] [member="Zaira Raghul"] [member="Dek Ryken"] [member="HE Pennypacker"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Quinncolson"]

The Congress Floor

Gladiator pits couldn't even put the congressional floor to shame. As he walked his red and golden robes swept behind him, jaw set firm. When Valerian entered the room he felt a wave of emotions like electrical currents thick within the air. The aisles were quite dived. On the far left sat the Populist party, adorned in the colors of red.

The Centralists were all in blue and gold, sitting ironically in the center aisle. And the old man's eyes flickered to the far right where he spotted a new party. The Galaxy party it must have been. He had heard rumours of them, how their policies wished to cut funding to the military and Jedi.

Incompetence....

What else would they be but lambs lead into the Lions den without a strong defence force and Jedi Clans to bolster them. Reports from his own channels had indicated the Jedi Clans were at the forefront of the Black Sickness, throwing themselves into the fray.

"Ah I see you have arrived Sir." An aide spoke, snapping to attention.

Valerian waved his gloved hand, flexing the black digits into a fist and tilted his chin up high.

"Do not stand at attention Sir. For I am no Master, Officer or Magistrate."

"The Populist party then?"

Valerian grunted, drawing his pipe with his right hand from a golden sash.

"There's no smoking in here sir."

"I will smoke where I please. Now make yourself useful to some other Master you Stooge. Go lick the boots of your Centralist cronies."

The aide appalled backed off disappearing.

Spies... How low of them.

With the thunder of boots they parted ways, Valerian descending into the pit of the semi circle chaos to take his seat. Any moment now the Acting President would speak her part. He was interested to listen, and thereafter hear whom else had been nominated for the Presidency.

 

[Leos Palle]

Congress Floor

The Pantoran delegation arrived, entering in regal splendor with Raeya at their head. She is dressed in purple from head to toe, the same shade as her hair. Adorning her fingers are a myriad of gold rings and she wears a gold circlet upon her head as well. She looks quite expensive as far as her attire goes, but this is nothing new for anyone that knows her.

This delegation is not a part of either of the two major parties. In fact, their goals and allegiances are, as of yet, entirely unknown. Raeya had been working quietly, alone, in an effort to build a new party centered on the rights of the people, going further than the rights of individual worlds. Democracy at its extreme, really. These goals would become known eventually, but she wasn't yet prepared to go public.

As she draws near to Valerian, and hears his comments to the aide, her mouth draws up in a sneer.

"What a disgusting habit," she says, the disdain in her voice absolutely palpable. "You, sir, have no respect for decorum and rules. Rather contradictory for a member of the Republic."

She didn't stop near him, however, pressing further on towards her delegations seating location where she promptly settled down. Much was coming to their small corner of the galaxy, and she intended to throw her hat into the pile for President, though she was certain she would not win. It was still expected of her.

[member="Valerian Valkyrie"] [member="Zaira Raghul"]