Purge Protocol: Republic Downfall (Galactic Republic/Echani)

[Mr. OOC]

It started with a whisper.

The cold winds of Eshan carried it from one building to the next. It spread like fire, which was a humorous notion given that Eshan was always cold. Still, each person that heard it spread it to the next and the next and so on until nearly every Echani on the planet knew. Only the outsiders, the non-Echani, wouldn’t know what was coming by the time it happened. This was intentional.

In the streets of the various worlds populated by the Echani, the new EMBU Mk. III’s were on patrol; doing their duty of ensuring the peace. It was mostly only necessary with the off-worlders. Echani tended to deal with their issues themselves. As one, every single droid stopped and listened to the tiny little droid that was perched upon their shoulders. The M.I.T.E.’s had been developed for flesh and blood beings, but were more than capable of working with the EMBU’s as well.

The M.I.T.E.’s conveyed a single message to them: “Initiate Purge Protocol.”

Across the Republic, the same message was conveyed to every single droid that had ever been created by Eshan Industrial Corporation. Every single machine would stop whatever it was doing, and then turn and all begin to converge. ArcShel transports were unloading goods on all of the major Republic worlds, and delivering to major military outposts. The droids would converge on the transports and load themselves up. Every single EMBU, LOBO, MANTIS, MITE and YVH-2 would abandon its post without question and make for one of the transports.

When the transports were fully loaded they would lift off and rendezvous with a Shift-class Gunner Corvette stationed above the planet. These were the escorts. If questions were asked, the ArcShel’s captain would send the following single message from an Eshan Industrial Corporations spokeswoman: “Eshan Industrial Corporation has discovered a major flaw in the programming of all of its droid exports. This flaw, if exploited, will cause them all to have their friend or foe programming switched, and unleash major, devastating battle upon the Republic’s worlds. We are making a hasty withdrawal of the units using a subroutine in their programming so that we can take them to a safe location and repair the flaw. We thank you for your cooperation and hope to do further business with you all in the future. Have a wonderful day.”

The message would end, and a video would play showing one of the YVH-2’s going haywire and attacking Republic personnel on an expedition to Ylix, and that would be the end of the message. All of the ships were under strict orders to stop for no one, even if they came under fire. None of them would, either. And if they were boarded? The ships would be set to self-destruct.

Meanwhile, on the Echani worlds, the Mk. III’s were approaching any non-Echani personnel and informing them that their ability to reside, work, or do business on the planet had been suspended. They had exactly four hours to vacate the planet or they would be forcibly removed by Echani Security Forces, or ESec. The droids would remain in visual sight of these individuals in order to make sure that their directions were followed and so that no one slipped through the cracks of the net that was being cast.

Above the worlds, the Republic security forces that maintained defense of the Echani worlds were commanded by Echani women, and largely crewed by Echani. This had been a stipulation of the former Echani Compact’s decision to join with the Republic. The captains had all received a transmitted three word message to their datapads that said the same thing that the droids had heard: Initiate Purge Protocol. Each captain would send the order down the line that all non-Echani military personnel were to vacate their ships via shuttle craft, board outbound transports, and leave the system on a course for the nearest Republic world. They would be forced to leave if they failed to comply.

Through all of this, communications from each of the Echani planets was being jammed. No signals would be launched until ships broke far enough away to make the jump to hyperspace. Even then it would be too late for anyone to do anything about these orders. Not that they could. The order had been given and it would be followed.

Exactly two hours after confirmation was received from each of the ArcShel transports that they had either been destroyed or made the jump to hyperspace, a light would turn on aboard the Amathia-class Corvette The Prometheus Latch. Seated in the arc of that light was an Echani woman that didn’t appear to be as old as she carried herself. Her hair was braided behind her head, no longer flowing freely, and she wore a loose set of Echani combat robes, an Echani Vibrosword next to her hand. At her cue, the ship would begin broadcasting a message from outside of the sphere of communications jamming.

“Citizens of the Republic. My name is Janira Fenni, junior senator of Eshan, soldier, and CEO of Eshan Industrial Corporation. You have no doubt heard by now that there has been a recall of our droids. Likely you have been told by someone that there was a major fault within the programming of these machines which can be exploited to cause harm to Republic personnel. That was a lie.”

She sat impassively, not moving more than was necessary to speak. A vision of perfect calm.

“In ages past the Echani Compact existed outside of the influence of your Republic. We made our own way in this galaxy, but with the threat of the Sith and others looming, we banded together and joined the Republic in an effort to combine our forces against these foes. This proved to be folly.

“Your Republic is neither strong, nor good. You have been misled into a false sense of security with repeated promises from sniveling politicians that they will make strides to provide you with the freedoms and protection that you deserve, and yet the Sith forces have continued to carve up Republic space, and now a war with the Mandalorians looms on the horizon. A war caused by the volatile actions of your own Supreme Commander.

“Some of you may believe that this is a new problem; that it is something that can be corrected with a few slaps on the wrist, a demotion here or there, and some placation towards the afflicted parties. You would be wrong on all counts to believe this. The mass murder committed by Republic soldiers has been documented in various battles throughout recent history. The willful slaughter of non-combatants has become the Republic’s vice in their battles with the ills of this galaxy. Unfortunately, because of this, the Republic has become one of those ills.

“You no longer live within the confines of a government that wishes to do what’s best for you. Truthfully your government has zero ability to be of any use to you. They are all puppets being played by your military leaders. Your armed forces continually seek out worlds to force into joining your Republic, caring little for the will of the people that live there. They create some enemy combatant and go in and subjugate. These false flag events have proved numerous of late. These are not the tactics of a Republic, but the tactics of an Empire.

“For too long we have tolerated the dishonorable actions of your Republic, aiding you because you sought to fight the Sith. You no longer fight them, however. You cower in fear of the next invasion, and use tactics that cause you to lose every battle. All at the cost of people who do not fight. You are no longer the Galactic Republic. You are the Galactic Empire, masquerading as a shell of the Republic and abusing the Jedi to try and skew popular opinion of you in your favor.

“Because of this, as is the will of our Queen and the Triumvirate, The Echani Compact officially secedes from the confines of your Republic. All Republic personnel are being evacuated from our worlds, and our naval forces are on high alert. Any attempt to send troops in an attempt to subjugate us will be met with swift rebuttal. All of those droids we said were malfunctioning are being returned here. We will have armies of droids at our disposal, including some you haven’t seen before. If that is not enough deterrent know this: each and every Echani knows how to fight. If you come here, and try to harm us, you will not leave alive.

“We will receive diplomatic envoys aboard diplomatic vessels, but they will not be allowed to land.”

Janira lifted a small tissue and coughed a bit of blood into it before wiping her mouth clear. She’d come down with a bit of an illness recently, but it was treatable.

“It is time for you to throw down the shackles of your Empire and return to your roots. Until the so called Galactic Republic is no more, the Compact will remain in isolation. When it falls, the Compact will begin the process of a new spring, and something better will grow from the Republic’s ashes. But until then, the Compact suggests you all board your windows, because the Republic can’t save you from what’s coming, and we certainly won’t either.”

With that the transmission would end. The Prometheus Latch would make the short jump back to Eshan and make for a landing pad at the EIC headquarters. Echani forces would go on high alert with continuous starfighter and corvette patrols on the edges of planetary systems, and major combat ships parked in high orbit around each occupied planet. The Echani Compact was back, and the Republic was now devoid of some of its most impressive ground hardware and soldiers.

The question was: How would they respond?

[member="Spencer Varanin"] | [member="Rel Connory"] | [member="Alexander Sannes"] | [member="Jack Sparrow"] | [member="Faith Balor-Organa"] | [member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Alexander Sannes]

[member="Janira Fenni"]

It took him a day or two's travel to return to his home, eyes filled with a mixture of confusion and rage. He had stood there days before and trusted this woman who he thought had the interests of the Republic's future in hand and now... it had driven him to slam his hand into a wall at first which still hurt as he walked with the bandaged appendage. Further he didn't understand where this had come from so suddenly. He had heard rumors, small warnings of unrest but down right succession from the Republic was... it was inconceivable at the current time. He may not agree with the election of the new Chancellor but the faith that his people normally had, the loyalty to the Republic on his queen's orders.

He shook his head at the thought. Had [member="Spencer Varanin"] truly ordered this... had it been something of her own choosing and if so why. He needed to know what was going on an his feet carried him to the place he hoped she would be. He could only hope she would be there, if his queen was back then he would follow her but if Fenni was the cause of this, or even... the thought made him grip his saber even tighter as he walked towards the entrance of the palace, the small rod hidden in his sleeve.

He had also called to meet with Fenni herself there, fuming with every step at this. The time had lessened his anger, being no longer to the point of wanting to slam his hand into the wall again. But it still left an ill taste in his mouth at the actions taken by those on the planet. Was this really what they saw as best. OR was something else going on. He needed to know, now.

 

[Kenrath]

Cole had been on the Republic world of Carida when the various EIC constructed droids were recalled to the corporations headquarters on Eshan. He found the move curious but having no true invested interest in the Republic didn't put too much thought in it. It did remind him however that he had not been home in quite some time. So he popped in a shuttle and headed for Eshan. It had taken some time to acquire the ship using what funds he had managed to secure before the bubble that had been the Galactic Empire burst.

So here he was just as he exited hyperspace to see the armada that surrounded his home. Cole hailed the nearest vessel to him in hopes [member="Janira Fenni"] or one of the others in charge would pick it up.

"Corvette Patrol this is Cole Dagos returning home." "There are no Republic personnel on board requesting permission to land at EIC headquarters."

Cole would send a quick burst transmission over to the vessel that simply verified his Echani lineage listing the exact town he was born in, his parents names, and record on Eshan before he left home. As the source of the messages Cole was interested in speaking to this Junior Senator Fenni. While he was not sure if he would be allowed to it was worth a shot.


[member="Alexander Sannes"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay took a peek at the broadcast, but that was about it. Her planet had none of the droids in question as they didn't have trade deals with every company in the Republic. Commenor had their own favourites and they stuck with them.

It was a dumb move, but a political one and she wasn't entirely surprised by it. Everyone had their own views of the Republic and that was fine. To each their own. But their views and media spin weren't going to change her mind or her hopes. She wasn't a quitter. She was too stubborn for that. When things get tough that's when the real work begins, and she wasn't going to run away. One world, one company, does not hold the fate of the Republic in it's hands. It was completely the opposite.

Kay's superiors told her to let it go. So she did. There was no retaliation to be had, no war to start with them. That seemed to be exactly what they wanted. Let them go. The election was over and the votes were being tallied. Time to get back to work.

[member="Alexander Sannes"] [member="Janira Fenni"] [member="Faith Balor-Organa"] [member="Jack Sparrow"] [member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Mr. OOC]

This announcement had been expected. Because of it, Nightmare had left Krag and returned to her homeworld, still wreathed in the shadow of her Silver Shadow persona. That was the way that life would remain for her as long as she lived. Quietly she'd infiltrated her homeworld, and used one of the side entrances to slip her way into the headquarters of the company that she had formed before her supposed death. This was her baby. All of it. Almost all of it. She could tell Janira had been making improvements.

She approached the office that used to be hers and found it currently empty, though she did see a ship she'd had built landing outside. No doubt it was being used by the current CEO of the company. Rather than seeking her out in public, she quietly blended into the shadows of a corner just inside the entrance to the room, where she would wait. This all had as much to do with her as it did any other Echani, and she wasn't going to miss it.

 

[Mr. OOC]

After landing, she made her way to her office. She knew trouble was coming, and already there, before the ship had landed. Of course she had eyes on her office. Regardless, she limped on a cane as she made her way through the facility. Into her office she moved, not even bothering to look at the corner where she knew her uninvited guest was waiting. She continued to not look until she took a seat. Then she studied her visitor intently. All she could see was pale skin and silver eyes, but she knew who they belonged to.

"And here I thought you were dead." She shook her head. "We're about to have other guests. I trust you enough to know how you'll react, Niamh."

She'd done her homework. After a few moments she was greeted with the door opening to reveal [member="Alexander Sannes"]. Not unexpected. And she noted his clear body language, though she made no movement of her own and her face was impassive. She no longer acknowledged the woman dressed to kill that stood in the corner near the door. She didn't need to. Nightmare was a shadow, and nobody would recognize her anyway.

"Take a seat, Alexander."

That was the old Janira. Directing people about. There were only a handful of people she couldn't do that to, these days, and one more of them might show up soon.

* * * *​

In space above the planet, [member="Cole Dagos"] would have his hail acknowledged. The current defense leader, a Commodore Shana, would verify his birthright and the transmitted birthrights of those on his vessel. They all checked out and the man was given clearance to land.

Something to note, for all incoming and outgoing ships, was that the shipyards had disappeared. No longer were they housed at Eshan. They'd been transferred to a secret location with utmost silence and urgency. Only EIC would know where they were.

* * * *​

​

This maneuver, all of this, was a serious blow to the Republic. It removed one of their shipyards, of which they had very few remaining, and it removed a serious supply of military hardware. Their communications lines were no longer as secure because of the loss of the MITE's, and their ability to fight against the Yuuzhan Vong was severely hampered with the loss of the YVH-2's and the LOBOs. In addition, the loss of the MANTIS droids would put medical relief efforts back at least slightly. This was nothing to scoff at. The Republic was going to hurt from the loss of the Echani, and they might soon hurt from more losses, as well.

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Spencer Varanin"] | [member="Rel Connory"] | [member="Jack Sparrow"] | [member="Mantic Dorn"] | [member="Faith Balor-Organa"]

 

[Kenrath]

Cole smiled slightly.

"Acknowledged Commodore Shana making my approach now."

Cole sat back as the shuttle made it's way to hopefully a meeting with the good Senator [member="Janira Fenni"] or at the very least somebody who could give him the answers he sought. He amde the trip in silence until they had successfully touched down on the appropriate landing pad.

He walked slowly as he moved his hood pulled over his head and his mask concealing most of his face. He was a man without a Government.........and a Soldier without a war. It almost made him sad but at the same time he was glad to be home no matter the reason.

[member="Alexander Sannes"] [member="Nightmare"]

 

[Writer]

“Today, I come before you all to announce that Alderaan stands behind our friends in the Eshan system.” Alyesa stood before a crowd of hundreds of thousands. Her voice carried out over the masses gathered in the square infront of the rebuilt Palace. “We have done what we can to survive, without the assistance of the Galactic Republic!” Cheers would erupt from the crowd, and Alyesa would spread her hands out before bringing them down to rest upon the railing before her.

“I also come before you to let you know, that as I speak – Republic soldiers and politicians are being removed from Alderaan and sent to the farthest reaches of our territory!” It was a simple move, one motivated not by politics but by protection for her own people. “The Royal Military Forces are capable of handling any threat that we face as a planet – and I have continued to bolster our defenses in order to combat the rising threats to our worlds.”

She was interrupted by thunderous applause, to which she raised her hands to calm the crowd down. “We have repaired this world with our own hands, the Republic has done nothing. We have watched them take our resources – no more. Phrik taxation on the Republic will be triple the rate that it once was, our economy has suffered enough and at the expense of our people – the Republic has thrived.”

She brought her hands down firmly. “No longer. The Galactic Republic may choose to strike back at us but I must send them a warning.” She held up a finger. “We won’t go silently, and we won’t tolerate, tyrannical governments who allow war criminals at their helm and corruption to boil over in their Senate.”

Her voice raised. “Long live a free Alderaan!”

A message would be sent to the Senate.

The Republic is no longer welcomed on Alderaan. Alderaan has declared unofficial neutrality and is backed by the Royal Military Forces with a substantial military force. The Royal House of Alderaan, which has freely governed the planet for sometime no longer recognizes the influence of the Republic due to the instability of the Galactic Republic, it's military forces and the Senate. The Republic politicians, military personnel and all affiliated companies have been removed to the outer portions of the system. Any hostilities against the people of the sovereign system of Alderaan will result in a declaration of war by The Royal House of Alderaan and any and all assistance will be called upon by outside entities and governments.

 

[Alexander Sannes]

[member="Janira Fenni"]

Most of his anger had simmered away by the time he reached the door and once it was open he stood there more uncomfortable and annoyed than truly angered by what had just happened. He needed answers as to why their queen would approve this idea and who it was that pushed for it. Thankfully though he had his first target as to his inquiry and that was the woman who had made the announcement herself not long ago. Lady Janira Fenni.

"Fenni, what in the god's name were you thinking. You realize that this is tantamount to planet wide treason at this point in the state of the Galaxy. The Sith are going to look at us like sheep to the slaughter, and the Mandalorians probably still distrust our people for the mere fact of our cultures always at a clash..." He stared at her with a confused and worried look now as he started pacing. He had not so much as looked at a seat, his body too pent up for that. It was like he was steaming over but still controlling his tone and keeping it civil somehow. He had learned fast to play a game of politics, but he didn't bother hiding himself from the woman who would likely see through a facade. And if she didn't he would be highly saddened at that.

None the less, sitting or standing, he looked at her. He was trying to figure out why and what would bring her to do something this drastic and surprising. He had even heard a rumor of other worlds following suit which worried him if they were true. Because if they were, had they just fanned the final spark with this announcement of succession.

 

[Mr. OOC]

"It is not treason to secede from something that our worlds volunteered to join. Our allegiance is to our people more than it is to their corruption."

She coughed and a trickle of blood ran down her chin once more. A hand reached for a bit of cloth on the desk in front of her, lifting it to wipe the blood away. This was her first such illness. She knew from the records of her predecessor that it would not be the last, and that eventually it would claim her life as it had the original Janira Fenni's. It was for this reason that she had already begun making recordings of what she was doing, planning, and thinking to be given to the next Janira Fenni.

It was easy to understand Alexander's anger. Somewhere, deep down, she sympathized with him. His legs had just been cut out from under him by their Queen and the Triumvirate, with EIC supporting the move. It was necessary that he not know their plans, however. She'd indicated that he would have ruined them. Not out of spite, but out of blind faith in the system.

"The Mandalorians will not bother us. Despite their addiction to grotesque armor and weapons, they understand honor. Besides, it is not us who have done them a great injustice, it is the Republic that has. Our separation from the Republic has solidified us as not being their enemy. And they won't attack us where we are strongest. As for the Sith, their forces are focused on the threat of the Alliance now. This move was highly calculated by the Triumvirate, Queen Varanin, and myself, Alexander. It is necessary to build a better future. The Republic must fall so that a new one can rise. A better one without the corruption of the current one."\

She tossed the bit of cloth down on the table.

"We are not giving up on the Republic. We are rebuilding it."

[member="Alexander Sannes"]

 

[Kenrath]

Cole made his way down the ramp of the shuttle and towards the building. He walk was slow and methodical taking in the home he had not been back to in a few years now. It brought a smile to his face as he pressed on towards the eventual meeting with [member="Janira Fenni"] and who ever else he may encounter on the way.

It would hurt his feelings at all if Eshan adopted a more Imperial operation style to it. That however was not his decision to make. If unhindered twenty minutes later Cole would knock on the door to the office of Senator Fenni and [member="Alexander Sannes"] were currently talking in. Cole waited off to the side a few steps back from the door waiting to see if there would be an answer or who would answer.

[member="Nightmare"]

 

[Alexander Sannes]

[member="Janira Fenni"]

Alexander's anger evaporated in a second as he saw the blood come from her mouth and in a moment he dropped all hostility. He was still going to get answers but now all he was treated too was the sight of a woman coughing up blood and that was not something he was accustom to seeing from what he had thought was a very healthy woman. "To say that a culture who has competed with us for millennia is not a bother is as easily showing yourself common to naivety and ignorance of the highest kind... i hope that its not something you think we can wave away like if it were the Iridonians." He stared for a moment more at the blood before sighing. "Whats with that and why is it not dealt with Lady Fenni..."

 

[Mr. OOC]

"Quit letting your testosterone get the better of you, Alexander. It's unbecoming."

She stared at him impassively for a few moments while his anger simmered and dissipated.

"Of course I'm not counting out the probability of future incursions by the Mandalorians. Neither is Queen Varanin. Neither of us is so foolish. At the moment, however, with our secession from the Republic, we have eliminated our support for the people responsible for mass murder at Roche. I was there, personally delivering an order to the Verpine Queen when that mess broke out. It was my droids that were responsible for retrieving the dead Jedi Master's things and returning them to her father and husband, both Mandalorians of high repute. Honor has great value among warriors, Alexander. You should know this. The Mandalorians will focus on the Republic for now.

"Besides, I've got new surprises for whomever may think to invade us next."

A brief hint of a twitch of her mouth was the only inclination that she felt highly of the new EMBU's. They were more capable than their predecessors, only lacking a small differential in armor. It was a minimal loss for the gain of the more advanced identifier and upgraded combat ability. Plus now they had the Mk. III's already deployed throughout the Echani worlds, meaning they were already capable of fighting whatever threat they might face, and subsequently could slow down an enemy advance while the rest of the army was mobalized. Coupled with the removal of their inter-unit communications, they were no longer easy to slice into and take control of.

Of course he then had to bring up her coughed up blood. She glanced at it briefly before waving a hand dismissively.

"As you may or may not be aware, I am a clone of the Janira Fenni that once ran the compact. Like her, I possess a genetically linked auto-immune disorder which likes to rear its head at inopportune times. I've already been given a dose of medication to deal with it, and I'll be fine in a couple of days. You need not trouble over it."

A buzzer sounded and Javin alerted her that one Cole Dagos was there to see her. She wasn't sure she knew who that was, but she wasn't inclined to keep people waiting given what was going on, so she told him to let the man in. If he was a threat, she was confident that Nightmare would deal with it.

[member="Alexander Sannes"] | [member="Cole Dagos"] | [member="Spencer Varanin"]

 

[Alexander Sannes]

[member="Janira Fenni"]

"You misunderstand caution for pride. The Mandalorians boast a military far superior than what any one world can hope to scrounge up on its own. We would be able to maybe hold out for a few hours, maybe a day, but no matter what trick you have up your sleeve it would not stop them. And as for the Sith if they so chose to take our moment of solitude as an opportunity..." He paused and sighed as he let his own head draw over his shoulder to look at the far window if he could find one. Imagining the world in flames and being used as a battery for their alchemy.

Sighing his hand dropped out the metal rod he hid in his sleeve and took it in hand as it fell. Presenting it to the woman. "Sadly, i did not know about this fact but i have a feeling you have more to say. So as a sign of complete honesty, im letting you understand something only those inside my own family would be privy to knowing. No need to be at eachothers throats anyways." With the quick glance at his saber he would return it to his sleeve before Cole would be allowed in if at all. "Now, if i might ask Lady Fenni, how can i help the Compact. Its been a while since i been able to serve our people directly... and if you are so inclined, there is another who shares a remarkably similar name to yours, hes a rather effective man at what he does incase we do fall into strife. Give the word and i can get in contact with him."

Alexander understood only a few things as deeply as he did music and literature, both of which being those he was known to be far more interested in most of the time. One of those few things was knowing where his and his family's old friend's loyalties lied. And if Fenni truly had the people of Eshan first in mind, or even if she had a new Republic in mind... Alexander would without question help this woman in the realm of war or in the chair of a meeting room. "That is, assuming you are accepting help in this preservation of what Eshan and the Republic itself stands for."

 

[Mr. OOC]

"Good to see we can trust one another."

With her presence suppressed it wasn't surprising that Alexander hadn't noticed her. She was very good at blending into the shadows. With her hood up and face covered, even her eyes might be only slightly visible. Still, her presence, though rooted in the light, would feel alien to him now that she allowed him to know she was there. It wasn't that she didn't think he was worth trusting, but Janira was her business prodigy, so to speak. The showing of the lightsaber, though harmless, gave her knowledge that could be cause for concern if she ever became captured.

Stepping forward, her paladin badge catching a glitter of light. She looked this man over and then glanced at Janira. The latter seemed to know him well enough that she wasn't reacting in a hostile fashion towards the former, which meant she trusted him. That was enough for Nightmare.

"Janira is correct that for a time we are safe. We are surrounded by Republic space. Both groups you mentioned will have to cross through it to get here. This is something that the old Janira would already have thought of."

She turned a glance to the woman who nodded and indicated for her to continue.

"That being said, there are plenty here who would fight, and you forget that we have sister worlds as well. There are a lot of Echani that are now returning home. We may not have the full weight of the Old Republic, but we never go quietly. If you know how to use that blade, then your feelings will know that this is not a ploy for personal gain. We are a species bound by honor and combat. This move was orchestrated not just for our people, but for the future of the galaxy. Sometimes pain is a necessity to make things better."

[member="Alexander Sannes"] | [member="Spencer Varanin"] | [member="Cole Dagos"]

 

[Mr. OOC]

Janira was a bit surprised at the presence of the saber, but not angry. He wasn't the first Echani to show promise in the Force. One of the others spoke up almost as soon as the saber was shown. Nightmare was good at concealing herself when she needed to. Janira had almost forgotten she was there until she spoke. No doubt this was a gift learned with her supposed death. Regardless, it was no doubt useful to the woman, though shadowing Janira wasn't necessary.

The woman spoke for a time and when it was mentioned that the old Janira would have a plan, she of course nodded and motioned for the woman to continue. Suffice to say, she wasn't wrong. Not on any of it really.

"As I said, the Republic has failed. It's a causation of its own corruption, as can be expected. It happens in cycles. But the main reason it has failed is that the actual government has no control over anything of true import. The military acts of its own accord and gets away with committing atrocities. I know you've seen this Alexander."

Her datapad buzzed and she picked it up, reading for a moment before she set it down again.

"What the Lady Paladin said is true. I have initiated other plans. We are seeding the main and secondary hyperspace routes with hyperwave transceivers. If you've ever heard of the Imperial Hyperspace Security Net, we're making our own. We will have advance warning if a large mass of ships is heading this way. In addition, we are strategically placing mass-shadow mines with remote activators so we can suck an enemy fleet out of hyperspace prior to its arrival. With the return of all of EIC's Republic based droids, we have a sizable army to go with the fleet we've appropriated from the Republic and bolstered with EIC vessels. We are not defenseless.

"In addition to this, you should know that Alderaan has announced a similar resolve to our own. I would propose that we send someone to speak with them. Soon. We need to solidify their support for the New Republic. If you truly wish to help, Alexander, I would trust you to undertake that task. As for your friend, whomever he is, feel free to contact him if he can help us."

[member="Alexander Sannes"] | [member="Cole Dagos"] | [member="Spencer Varanin"]

 

[Kenrath]

When given permission to enter Cole nodded taking a pause before stepping through the door just [member="Janira Fenni"] was mentioning something about Alderaan. He took only a step or two inside the door pulling his hood and mask down snapping to attention waiting for a pause in the conversation.

"Pardon the interruption Ma'am." "Cole Dagos, a soldier by trade previously based on Carida." "Considering all that has happened I thought you could use another blaster."

He paused.

"After all Eshan is my home too."

Once given leave to Cole would relax only slightly giving a polite nod to [member="Alexander Sannes"] and [member="Nightmare"] before returning his focus to Janira. It was short and to the point which is how Cole preferred it.

 

[Alexander Sannes]

[member="Nightmare"] [member="Cole Dagos"] [member="Janira Fenni"]

Alexander sighed in defeat as the two stood before him with a smile on his face none the less. "You know, i should have known this is the response, and to tell the truth i am happy to hear that the Echani are no weaker than ever. I know full well that we would never lay down and die like dogs but that is why i worry so. We would fight to the last man and this means we will need to understand our situation ever more." He looked at the newcomer before returning his eyes to Janira.

"If this plan of yours works Janira, you understand you would be creating what is close to dissension, and we could be targeted by the republic too as well. Im ready either way and would put my life down in this job for our people and the queen but i must know for sure that you are certain that your droids could hold long enough. I also ask permission to talk to two other groups, and another planet within the Republic itself. I plan to talk with the Jedi Order directly and the Mandalorians, as well as the planet of Arkania. If we are to support our leaving of the Republic and what it has become, then we will need to explain our purpose to our cousins that remain at their sides, the Jedi whom have left already, and the Mandalorians who were wronged by our former membership..." He wanted his people survive, and as long as the Clans of the Mandalorians associated Eshan and Alderaan with the Republic, there was always that chance of danger.

"After all, you already are asking me to call on Alderaan in this little project of yours, might as well set up for the future if we are to keep our people safer. If this New Republic does happen, then i would give anything to see it be what the current fails to be."

 

[Mr. OOC]

"Not just my plan, Alexander. The Queen was involved in all of this, too. But yes, we understand there are risks. We've done a lot of calculations and thinking. That's why I haven't been at the senate meetings of late and have been appearing via holo. I've been busy working here."

She sighed and turned her attention to Cole briefly. This man was a soldier, that was plain to see. He had the confident swagger about him that indicated that he had abilities that would be useful. Though she believed that Alexander could probably take care of himself, it made sense that they travel in at least small numbers now. She eyed the newcomer for a bit longer, seemingly staring into him, rather than at him. Then she nodded.

"Acceptable. We have no quarrel with the Mandalorians right now and even you must admit that our squabbles with them in the past have largely been because we each believe we are better fighters. It's not hatred that fuels us. The Jedi are welcome in the New Republic, provided that they don't become grossly involved, and keep separate of the military. The Arkanians would be a good addition to the Republic as well.

"Contact all of them if you wish. Mr. Dagos will accompany you. I believe it best if we travel in numbers while venturing out, and he has the air of a seasoned soldier about him. Caution is warranted."

[member="Alexander Sannes"] | [member="Cole Dagos"]

 

[Alexander Sannes]

[member="Janira Fenni"] [member="Cole Dagos"]

His eyes traced the face of the man whom had entered and he raised a brow at the suggestion, no the order that he would come with him. She was not wrong, in times like this traveling in numbers would be more preferred. It would also allow him to keep up his appearance as a simple noble blooded echani and not one who is fully capable of handling themselves even more than would be expected. Yet there was something about this man he needed to know and that was just how seasoned was he. There was a reason he had chosen to remain alone for a great deal of the time, and that was for the fact of his abilities.

But now, with this world getting into territory that was ever more dangerous, and his wanting to talk with those on Arkania in a way to petition their leaving the Republic too... he knew full well there would be some hatred for the Echani considering their choice to leave the republic at such a time like this. "Very well, thought Mr. Dagos, i would like to speak with you after this, if you are to be accompanying me i require complete knowledge of your capabilities and im sure yourself and I know both the only way that i can truly understand." This was a request directed at the man rather than the other two in the room, waiting to see his response.