Ready...Set... Dance until your feet fall off. [SJO Dominion of Lianna]

[Maya Carrick]

Lianna​

Melford Star Academy​

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[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Also known as the First Star Academy[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Location: Anai[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Its deep roots have been a test of time though all the planet's history. It has come to the attention of some of the intelligence branch that there has been plots by some of the local crime lords to put a damper on what's been built up to stop the production of their ship-making. [/SIZE]​

[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Objective 1:[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Help the Melford Navy Academy uncover where these local crime lords are meeting and take them out as quietly as possible. In doing so one might want to start at the [/SIZE]​

[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Night Wing Dance Club. Careful to not be filled in with the nightlife or a drink or two from a Dancer of Delight.[/SIZE]​

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[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Objective 2:[/SIZE]​

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[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Help get much needed supplies to the Helping Hands of Lianna. Go on a Aid supply run to many of the cities of planet as they must import most of the food goods and supplies. [/SIZE]​

Afterwards there is a great place for all those like like to shop before the Ball to get a dress or even something special.​

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[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Objective 3:[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=14.6666666666667px]Once both of the above objectives are complete, the Government of Lianna would like to welcome all and any guests of the Silver Jedi Order to a Masquerade Ball. [/SIZE]​

 

[Liliane]

Location: Surface of Lianna | Exact Location Unknown
Objective: Aid the Silver Jedi [ Ally of Objective ? ]
Allies: The Silver Jedi Order, Allies of the Silver Jedi Order
Enemies: Enemies of the Silver Jedi Order
Post: [ 01/20 ]

The Silver Jedi Order was a faction Lilin did not typically work with. Living in the core of the galaxy, she mostly dealt with fighting the One Sith and aiding the Galactic Republic, but she'd quite forgotten how there were other Lightsided factions around, as well. And even though she did not have much faith in any of the Jedi Orders, she did want to help them out at expansion, fight against crime, whatever else they needed help with. And that's what she was there to do.

Her ship had landed in a rather unknown location of the huge ecumenopolis. During these few months of endless travels, she had actually seen so many city-planets, but somehow, she did not seem to get tired of these. And after all, they were all different and every single one of them had an interesting thing to them.

This one was a beautiful, even extremely beautiful ecumenopolis. It was not like the two kind of ugly planets of Coruscant and Nar Shaddaa, yet it was some kind of different from Klatooine. There were most likely many other planets like that in existence in the galaxy, but these were the ones she had visited. Well, besides the Hutt moon, which she did not want to visit due to its bad reputation.

She walked out of the ship, yawned, and got to work.

She didn't know what the Silver Jedi were going to do, but she did have a few goals in mind. Whether she were to run into the SJO with these or not, she didn't care.

 

[Corey's OOC]

Location: Rio Vivo District, Lianna
Objective: Assist with a Transition
Allies: Tion Hegemony. Silver Jedi
1/20

Marek Starchaser was really picky on a few things in the galaxy. He was picky on his women, on his booze, on his music and on who were the parties that were trusted around the Hegemony. Sure, the Techno Union was important, but that ran itself. And with [member="Sasha Santhe"] off worrying about something else, he was working to help the Tionese protect their worlds.

That meant hiding out and letting someone else run Bright Star, and the Techno Union.

He was hoping that the other Tionese would hear the call, members such as [member="Darell Irani"], [member="Gerion Ardik"] or their assistants. He knew the protocol droid, [member="Morgan Redeaux"] had to be around and perhaps the trade queen herself [member="Danger Arceneau"].

It was going to be a long day, meeting with Silver Jedi representatives, but Sasha had worked out a deal with this crew. Now was the time work put the Hegemony under the guard of the Silver Jedi, he supposed.

Dark side. That was the main concern here. He’d deal with that. He had to be his charming self.

“Mente, are the rest of the Tionese assembled?”

“Messages have been delivered, Baron.”

Right, he forgot that out here he was someone else. Sort of.

"Very good. Have them prepare to meet with the members of the Silver Jedi. I'll be arriving shortly."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

Location: City on Lianna
Objective: Run supplies to The Helping Hands of Lianna
Enemy: Time, there is never enough time to shop
Posts: 1 of 20

She was looking for Maya. Coci had arrived and began to have the supplies for the Helping Hands of Lianna unloaded and dispatched to the warehouses. Crates of clothing, food supplies and cooking utensils, furniture and bedding and much needed medical equipment and items for the group. Although there is much wealth on this planet, there is always the poor. Regardless of what capitalism will promise, the credits do not reach the very bottom. There is where the likes of these groups kick into action and are very much needed.

It is a fine day today, the sun sitting high in the sky sent down a warmth that filled the body and soul with life. Coci had been at home recently and managed to get a tan on her pale skin, with all the dueling of her beloved and spending much needed time together just pottering about, it had done them both good. But duty is never far from a Jedi and she is here with renewed vigor to begin work once more.

She watched the last of the transport drive away with the supplies and smiled. She would move onto a new location soon enough, but then she spotted Maya in the distance. Approaching her, Coci leaned close to her ear from behind. "Hello Sister", she whispered for only Maya to hear, her greeting to a fellow shadow.

Spoiler

[member="Karen Roberts"], if you would like to join us here and get to meet some of the members of SJO .. you are more than welcome to come in

[member="Marek Starchaser"] [member="Gwrtheyrn"] [member="Lilin Imperieuse"] [member="Maya Whitelight"] and [member="Thurion Heavenshield"]​

 

[Maya Carrick]

Location: Aids Supplies shipment
Objective: Bring much needed foods and medical aid
Allies: Sliver Jedi and friends [member="Mantic Dorn"]Marek Starchaser Lilin Imperieuse Maya Whitelight and Thurion Heavenshield
Enemy: Those fool enough to come up against a peace loving and healer jedi.
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Coming out of hyperspace come a large ship with the markings of the Silver Cross. Flowing robes came behind her until reaching the next turbo taking her to the cargo bay. Making herself unable to take the back seat on making sure every shuttle that would be making a trip to the surface of this planet. Waiting now for something just what that was her Padawn knowing that this would be his first test of many. It would be a easy trip right. Smiling as she could only guess what could be keeping Padawn Dorn.

Even so each of the shuttles having been mark for their own place upon the planet. Knowing that the medical supplies techs would be going to the hospital. Taking once more to one of her own aid workers that was season. It would be a easy mission right. After all she had plan after getting these supplies to there destination.

After her Padawn was on board she let the last shuttle down it was time for her to find Coci.

Short time later landing moments later trying to get some of her own shuttle supplies off to the medical depot. It was then that she felt or was it the whisper first. "Hello, my sweet.", turn around to embrace her then kissing both of her cheeks. "Fancying meeting you here like this, " dancing with a playful wink of hers. Even those she knew that their guys would be on another part of the planet, just maybe if there was time they could window shop.

"Oh Cico this is my new padawn Dorn, Dorn this is the High Council Master of the SJO."

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Marek Starchaser"]
Posts 1/20
Lianna City

Well, it seemed it was time for dominoing again. For the sake of transparency, by this we do not refer to anything in connection with Domino the blue Twi'lek. No, it was time to expand your influence cloud by claiming planets. Oh, wait, this is supposed to be an IC post, not meta commentary.


Anyhow, Lianna was an economic hub of the Tion Hegemony and Archangel, respectable droidmaker known for its HRDs, had a presence on the planet, including a factory. Admittedly the corporation was not in the top league of the trade federation, but it was still a notable member, so it was only proper to show presence when the Silver Jedi came knocking in a bid to plant their flag on the planet.


Coincidentally, Nalia Alderana was present at Archangel's local offices when she received word of this event. She had not been party to Tion's negotiations with the Silver Jedi on Rudrig, but obviously been informed of the nature of the agreement. She felt something close to annoyance at Lianna being put under the Jedi's control, but it was something she could deal with. Perhaps even a business arrangements of sorts could be worked out. After all, it was only a matter of time before either the Sith or Primeval turned their attention towards Silver space. There was, of course, a degree of risk involved, especially since it would mean dealing with Jedi, but Archangel was good at keeping its skeletons in the closet, so to speak.


Whatever direction the wind blew, the free market would prevail. Having received the call for the Tionese leaders to assemble, she sent a response to Mr. Starchaser, saying she would attend the gathering, cancelled her other appointments and informed [member="Maelion Liates"] and [member="Madeline Kahoshi"] of this new development. Time to tune in her infiltration protocols for the meeting.

 

[Jsc]

Anxarta Starport
North Coast of Anai
Obj 2 - Food stuffs - p1/20
[member="Coci Heavenshield"] - Invitation accepted.

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Anxarta Corporate Starport was a private transportation hub used to supply foodstuffs to the sandy coastline of Anai. The northern most continent of planet Lianna. However, Anxarta itself was only fifteen minutes away from the capital of Lianna City. Just a stone's throw away.

Karen Roberts was working logistics today for the SJO. A recently invited group to the planet. She was assisting Silver Jedi Master Tom Harden with supply reserves and transportation.

"Roberts. Got those ships me for yet? I've got goods standing by on the tarmac already." Harden waved the blue-haired woman over,

"I have three merchantmen standing by. But they'll need pay and a new shipping manifest. Can we handle that?"

They both stood on the balcony of the Trio Cafe, a fine terminal restaurant, overlooking the Starport's busy eastern tarmac. From here they coordinated their efforts with the help of a Protocol Droid named P90. A chipper bronze machine with a surprisingly articulate face.

"...Sure sure. I'll have Knight Jennings handle the financials back in Lianna City. Here's her number. Call her up and add the new ships to the credit listing. ...90? Got a new list for those goods yet? I need a new manifest for three freighters and two land speeders."

~/ Coming right up Master Harden.

"Good. ...So? Any luck Roberts?"

"Yes. Jennings has cleared the funds. I'll run back down to the terminal and tell our boys to start loading up."

"Great great. ...90? What cha' got?"

~/ Your manifests sir. As requested. The foodstuffs are all listed and ready for their electronic delivery signatures.

"Perfect. Ah. Here ya go Roberts. Take these down to our pilots and turn them loose. The faster we get this done, the better."

"Can do. ...Oh, and Harden? How many more shipments do we have left for the day?"

"Mm. Two or three. Why? Do I sense?.. Ah. Still planning on going shopping for the ball later? Ha. I see. Sure sure. Go for it. I'll finish up here with the droid."

"Awesome! Thanks Tom. I'll catch you later then. Bye 90."

~/ Goodbye Lady Roberts. Do drive safely and please, do not blow up the Starport as you exit the cafe.

"Hehe. Oh gosh. My reputation proceeds me. Well. Maybe next time 90. See ya!"

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Smirking as she went, Karen ran off to make her last deliveries for the day. Then it was time to go shopping for the ball later on in the evening. Mmm. Shopping. Just what the Doctor ordered.

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[Sasha Santhe]

Location: Sienar Fleet Systems Factory, Lianna
Objective: The songs of the people.
Allies: Tion Hegemony. Silver JedI.
1/20

Lianna was the Jewel of the Tionese industrial complex. It was the might of industry that allowed Xim to rise from a mere petty prince to a conqueror. It was the gears and cogs of industry that supplied the Republic and later Empire for generations. It was industry that was the lifeblood of this planet. The corporations that resided on Lianna were among the most innovative and powerful in the galaxy.

The sounds of industry surrounded Sasha as she examined her new lines. They were what they were meant to be, but by no means were perfect. There was room for improvement room for a more streamlined approach. Of course that would have to wait, she had more pressing problems.

As she moved to the factories periphery and through a few rows of offices she could start to hear it. The song of the people, the song of Tion. In her youth she had learned the lyrics, and even sang along with the lament. Now however it was something else.

Protestors were in the streets. They were not picketing her factory, not yet, but her erstwhile neighbor was not so fortunate. He was an outspoken proponent of union with the Silver Jedi.

“Once upon a time there was,” the singers began as they rose their flags high into the air.
“Tion ways and Tion laws
Cities of Tion Blood
Waking to the morning.”

Do the Jedi not have homes of their own? The more passive of the signs asked while those of the aggressive natured demanded they leave.

“Then Xim came around,
Turned us up and turned us down
Started building ships and towns
Xim changed our living.”

The song continued.

“Then the Republic and the JedI came.
Started centuries of shame,
But they could not make us turn.
We are a river flowing.”

And so the song continued, talking of the slights both real and imaginary that the Jedi may have done to Tion through the ages. In order to secure a smooth transition this element would need to be dealt with.
Sasha’s face grew dark as she pondered the methods. Santhe Security was on call, prepared to break up any violence but perhaps a bit of violence is what they needed…

 

[Anastasia Rade]

Location: Lianna Soup Kitchen
Objective: Prepare Lunch
Allies: ?????
Enemies: Lack of Spices
1/20

She didn't speak of it much but Ana was having trouble dealing with the loss of Wayland. It was far to close to home for comfort. It was only a matter of time before they came for Mandalore. She didn't live there anymore but it was still her home that she wished to protect and with the rise of evil in the Galaxy Ana was worried. The young woman had also hoped to have a family of her own one day. How could she even think of such things when this was happening?

Sighing she turned her attention back to the task at hand. Cooking always helped her during troubling times and put her mind at ease. Her husband was good at that but [member="Orick T'ane"] was away at the moment on a smuggling run. Long hours at the restaurant was normally her cure for those times but she wanted a change. Volunteering at a soup kitchen seemed like just the ticket.

Ana had been tasked with preparing the chicken for lunch. She had the chicken but the lack of seasonings available was crazy. Ana wanted the needy people to get a good meal like one she would serve at her restaurant.

Taking a step back she placed her hands on her hips as she got a good look at what really was available. Ana loved a good challenge and this was something she wasn't going to back down from. Tightening the strings on her apron Ana grabbed some spices and went to work.

Mixing some bland spices with some of the more colorful ones Ana was able to create something that would work well on the chicken. They would be full of flavor and hopefully so would the vegetables other teammates were making. Once satisfied Ana began rolling the chicken in her mixture.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Location: Starrunner Cantina
Objective: 1
Allies: The Silver Jedi and Friends
Enemies: Local Crime Lords
Post: 1/20

Solan smiled as he leaned onto one hand and listened to an old friend of his talk about his most recent mission to Kessel. Mercenary for a Niktu that got in a little deep. He missed the mercenary life of the Corsairs so long ago but now he had more important things to do. One of those things being making sure that the crime lords on the planet were not too active for these people on the planet. That and he missed some of those old Silver Jedi that he used to run around with a whiles back. Its been so long since he hung out around them and helped them with their whole haunted hammer deal. He wondered if that guy, the [member="Connor Harrison"] one was still around here, reached Master long before Solan did and he still hadn't for that matter. Guess Solan just needed to get a Taung in his head too.

He laughed a the thought and spoke. "Its been too long old friend, but im i need a favor of you. You know how to find some work around here, ive been out of the scene for so long that im not sure where to go." The man looked at Solan as he knew instantly what Solan was asking of the man, they had fought for years together and a veiled question like that even if it sounded simple to others was all he needed to know Solan was looking for trouble. "A few streets down there is someone looking for a runner guard, you might want to check there. Watch out though solan, things tend to get a bit confusing among places like that." With that Solan nodded and gave his old friend enough credits for another round before standing and heading into the streets.

 

[San-Ji-Yan]

Location: Lianna
Objective: Help Locals
Allies: [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Connor Harrison"]
Enemies: Local Thugs
1/20

These human's were filthy as she stood there. The local soup kitchen housed people... more then she was used to while standing in her robes and clutching her staff. Conoor had spoken with her and well he said she needed to learn when they were on Haven... she needed to learn to control Ji-Yan in her head of was she the voice in the tricloptic force users head. She couldn't be certain but she had a basic idea of these human's and their more rough ones sought to pick on the weaker ones. Here in a soup kitchen above all where ones were wanting to be fed she could sense and find it. Interest for the food that was being cooked by another and her eyes were roving over the ones in the room before she was slightly pressing to the wall to escape the touching of her robes.

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Location: At his masters [member="Maya Whitelight"] s side
Objective: Learning, helping
Post: 1

There was so much going on. Space travel, exotic creatures, food and bewerage he had never thought existed. Since they had left the academy Mantics life had changed from ground level and up.

Mantic, dressed in the brown padawan attire common on the main bulk of jedi academy students, was forced to ignore alot of the new impressions thrown at him. He did his best to keep up with his new master [member="Maya Whitelight"] but it was not easy. Who could have guessed that training to be a jedi meant loading food supplies. But here they were, or she was and he tring to stay two meters behind her at all times. Discretely waiting for instructions or orders. Such was his role and he found it far more interesting then he had ever imagined.

As the two approached [member="Coci Heavenshield"] Mantic had trouble seperating the waves of the force rippling in between these two powerful force users, masters in their own right.

He did however manage a deep bow.

"I am honored high council master." he tried not without a nervous stroke to his voice.
Mantic did not really expect any further recognition but remained silent and observant of his master and the high councilors discussion.

 

[Chastity Lunelle]

Objective 3, Governor's Masquerade Ball
Allies: [member="Connor Harrison"]
Enemies: None
1/20

Dress

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Mask

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Chastity Lunelle, Silver Jedi Padawan, was a jittering ball of nervous energy. The former farm girl from Aduba III had never before had the chance to attend a formal party, much less a Masquerade Ball at the Lianna Governor's Mansion. The closest she had come to it was the time that she and her sister had dressed up the Nuna in little outfits for a Lifeday celebration, so that was pretty much the same thing right? She smiled fondly at the memory as she descended her shuttle's landing ramp. The private landing pad lead directly into the grand hall where guests were being received. After a brief and understandable scanning for weapons, Chastity was allowed to enter the party.

Her outfit had been deliberated on for hours, not counting the time she spent shopping on Toola. The Padawan ended up picking out a form-fitting black dress, with a cut out neckline, and an Everlily embroidered up the side. Gold wedge sandals and a matching gold filigree mask completed the look. The hall itself was a stunning testament to the artful interior decorators of Lianna. Other young women her age might be excitedly posting selfies of themselves and their friends to their Spacebook walls. Chastity herself was too self-conscious about her demeanor. As a representative of the Silver Jedi, the eighteen-year old wanted to make a good impression on the Governor and the people of Lianna. Plastering it all over social media might be something she had done back on Aduba III, but now? She was a Silver Jedi Padawan and she was going to damn well act like it.

Another reason Chastity was keeping her cool was the arrival of her Master, Connor Harrison, who would also be attending tonight. Until he arrived, she made small talk with some minor Lianna dignitaries, but her silver eyes kept flashing to the entrance way. Chill, Chast. He'll be here soon. The Padawan spotted a bar droid rolling along with a tray of champagne glasses. Before she could stop herself, she plucked one from the tray. A little champagne might calm her raw nerves, and it looked too tempting to resist.

 

[Matsu Ike]

Location: Lianna
Objective: Help Locals
Allies: ?
Enemies: ?
2/20

With the skills from her padawan [member="Abbi Odell"], Matsu had found pretty good reactions while she was moving there. Droids constructing and handing out food to the people. They even offered to help somewhat with her small group around there as she smiled. Getting some ration packs out for the children. After their ordeal and the trials in the well she had found a great deal of peace putting some old things to rest. Then there was the work she had been going around the galaxy for to get information on things, she added it to her records and then slowly put the pieces together with the navigational computers Rianna, Leori and Anastasia had helped her find. "Do not worry there is more then enough for everyone here."

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Starrunner Cantina
Objective: 1
Post: 1/20
In the vicinity: [member="Solan Charr"]

Lianna was a bright, vibrant planet of industry and capital. Most Liannans had a difficult time envisioning this trade center and main exporter of starships as a place which contained a seething underbelly of crime. Liana wasn’t dark and layered like Coruscant. It had no Underworld of which to speak.

But looks were deceiving, and Lianna had its share of desperados, mercenaries and fugitives. And where else would such an eclectic array of criminals hang out?

The Starrunner Cantina.

But the half-Chiss, half-Balosar dancer, Bellatrix Celvina was not a criminal. The thick metal collar around her neck denoted her status as a slave. She wore a typical dancer’s brightly colored body glove. She also had braces on her wrists, which appeared to have at one point been attached to a chain. But the chain was no longer attached and only metal vestiges remained.

Bellatrix stood at the bar and sipped her Flameout. She looked around the cantina nervously and fidgeted, her hands turning a small metal tin over and over. She finally opened the tin and took out a deathstick, lit it with a flame and deeply inhaled the potent spice. Her eyes became pinpricks, and lids grew heavy but it still didn’t remove the distinct look of fear plastered on the half-Balsoar.

She tossed down the rest of her drink, pushing her chair back with a loud scraping noise. Her eyes rested on the payment that exchanged hands between the two men at a nearby table. One of them rose to leave and Bellatrix followed behind him. When they were both on the street together, she still kept turning to look behind her, as if afraid she were being pursued.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Location: Starrunner Cantina, outer street.
Objective: 1
Allies: The Silver Jedi and Friends
Enemies: Local Crime Lords
Nearby: [member="Bellatrix Celvina"]
Post: 2/20

He perked up as he felt someone behind him, his eyes turning around him and glancign for a moment at the girl and raising a brow to stare at her for a moment she seemed to be looking behind her. She was nervous, afraid maybe... His Empathy latched onto those feelings and they ran through his mind as he decyphered them like a puzzle as to why she was feeling that way. He himself had little on him, his signature Viola Trenchcoat, a fiber armor under his normal clothing. Hell the only weapons on him today were two blasterpistols and in his hand was a case that looked like it carred and instrument. "You know miss, you can speak up if you want to follow me." He looked back again at Bellatrix who was not too far from him while he walked towards where he had been told there was work to be found.

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

Location: City on Lianna
Objective: Run supplies to The Helping Hands of Lianna
Enemy: Poverty
Posts: 2 of 20
Allies and Friends: [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Mantic Dorn"] | [member="Karen Roberts"] | [member="Marek Starchaser"] | @SJO nearby | @Allies nearby


She gave Maya a smile after their greeting before turning to her Padawan, Mantic Dorn. Coci returned the bow, "My name is Coci Heavenshield, it is a pleasure to meet you Mantic. You have a great master to teach you and I shall look forward to your progress through her teachings".

"Maya after this delivery is concluded we should move on, I believe there is a small refuge on the other side of the city that is in need of our assistance. I also need to met up with the representitives from Tion Hegemony".

Coci reached into the folds of her robes and removed a portable holocommunication. The recorder capturing her image as she linked to Mister [member="Marek Starchaser"]. "Greetings Mister Starchaser, I am Master Coci Heavenshield of the Order of the Silver Jedi. I don't believe we have had the pleasure of meeting, and we have much to speak on. Currently myself and members of the Silver Order are delivering goods for the benefit of the Help Hands of Lianna, I shall send you our next set of co-ordinates. If it pleases you, we can met there".

The sound of the returning vehicles entered the area, the supplies delivered and now they return to the ship. The holocommunication patched through the co-ordinates as Coci waited his response.

 

[Corey's OOC]

Location: Rio Vivo District, Lianna City, Lianna
Objective: Rally the Tionese, Meet with the SJO Command, Quell Anti-Jedi Riots without using a Hurricane
2/20

Having an AI was nice. Mente, the one who was in a test-body from Archangel, was a hard worker. And sure, she should be helping the Techno Union Foreman, but with such a major situation happening on Lianna? She took a ship out to help the man she refers to as ‘creator.’ And unlike @Darelll Irani, Marek didn’t feel the need to sleep with his HRD. Besides, being called ‘creator’ wasn’t exactly the dirty talk he enjoyed.

He was hoping to get the likes of the Tionese together before they met with the Silver Jedi command, and he was hoping [member="Sasha Santhe"] was going to show her pretty little backside face for this as well. Receiving the message from [member="Moira Skaldi"] he nodded. Good. Archangel was a wonderful company within the Tion Hegemony and their units were definitely going to be needed.

Especially if the reports were right.

What had happened? The Hegemony had worked so hard to make sure that this didn’t happen. When did the poor start staying on the world? When did pirates start breaking through the gargantuan corporate fleets and passing by the Whiteguard?

While he was prepping his next drink, something to tone him down from actually letting Peregrus out to hurricane the protestors, he got another message. [member="Coci Heavenshield"]. That was the message he was waiting for.

“Greetings, Master Heavenshield. No, I did miss the previous meetings that my people had with you. We are looking forward to meeting to discuss the future of this partnership. If you don’t mind, I’d like to invite several others of both governments. I enjoy a bit of a… round table exercise when it comes to certain proceedings.

“Will see you shortly.”

 

[Liliane]

Location: Surface of Lianna | Exact Location Unknown
Objective: Aid the Silver Jedi [ Ally of Objective ? ]
Allies: The Silver Jedi Order, Allies of the Silver Jedi Order
Enemies: Enemies of the Silver Jedi Order
Post: [ 02/20 ]

Lilin started moving at one direction. She knew her destination and that she was supposed to go this way to get there, but she was not entirely sure what would she bump into on her way there. Perhaps there were bandits? Thieves? Whatever could be there, she had to be extremely careful. These foreign ecumenopolises were often so full of crime that it was practically impossible for her to stay there without having to keep an eye on all of her belonging all the time.

Her feet took her closer to the destination, but it was still rather far away. Although she did notice a taxi service nearby, so she could have just taken a taxi to the location.

"Would you take me to the city centre, please?" she asked as soon as she was inside.

The travel was going to be long as she was very far away from the centre, truth to be told.

Even though the whole planet was one huge city, the driver seemed to understand what she meant by centre, at least that's what the girl guessed due to the taxi starting to drive in the direction she was headed.

 

[Connor Harrison]

Location: Lianna City

Objective: 2 - Oversee ‘The Helping Hands’ supply deliveries

Allies: [member="Chastity Lunelle"] | [member="Thurion Heavenshield"] | [member="Maya Whitelight"] | [member="Mantic Dorn"] | [member="Karen Roberts"] | [member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Coci Heavenshield"] | @SJO nearby | @Allies nearby

Enemies: Wannabe troublemakers and his own ego


While he was looking forward to the Governor’s Ball only hours away, he knew the part would be simmering already; guests and Padawans arriving and forming strong foundations already while the others carried out their duty. One such Padawan, Chastity, his own, was there now sewing her seeds as a representative of the Silver Jedi and forming relations.

Outside in the city, Connor walked the perimeter of the warehouse that the congregation was now at, delivering supplies and taking stock of all aid that could be provided for Lianna, and the main city they had come to first. If they built bridges here, it would soon spread outwards for the better.

Wearing his black and silver armour for the first time in a while, lightsaber at his side, he carried himself with no great threat; just another figure keeping an eye on the situation and helping where he could, counting down the time until he had to try and loosen up and become social again.

Old and new faces passed him, and things were going smoothly – always a good sign.

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