Relinquishing Chains

[Miss Blonde]

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With her kids by her side Patricia had done something she couldn't live down, people were going to die. Not just the clones, but innocent people. She had tried to do something right for the republic, she had tried to save it but her misguided trust had caused her to lose everything that mattered to her. So taking a small portion of her fortune she cashed out and decided it was time to disappear into nothing with her family. Standing in front of her private landing pad on Oberon the woman had her two eldest children by her sides and her youngest baby in her arms fast asleep. Gently handing off the child to her teenaged daughter Patricia grabbed her datapad and sent a few messages to the galaxy.


Send message...

To: [member="Danger Arceneau"]
Message: I've worked for the last eight years of my life to create this monstrosity, it's caused me to do things I'm not proud of. So I must confess them. Yuuzhan'tar I ordered Spaarti Clone Commandos to execute both Yuuzhan Vong Domains and civilians, most being children. I've stolen Ysalamir from Myrkr, and I've had many innocent people murdered. Spaarti Creations has turned me into something I'm not, it's turned me into a bad person. And I can't live like that, and as a stronger businesswoman than I you are the person who is best capable of handing such a responsibility and weight. The passcodes to enter Cartao straight into the headquarters are Foxtrot Omega Chariot Progressive Niner Niner. Employees have been notified that you are to take control, do what I wasn't able to do. Bring order and balance to the republic, and save them.


Send Message...

To: [member="Krenis Skirata"]
Message: I never did fulfill that order for ARC troopers, and Spaarti Creations always delivers. My fortune of forty billion credits, it's yours. Money is being transferred to your account. Usher forth the ARC trooper program Krenis, make better soldiers than me. Goodbye.


Send Message....

To: [member="Jarven Zexxel"]
Message: Forgive me Jarven, I'm not strong enough to do this in person. I'm leaving. Not because I don't love you, but because I've done something terrible and I can't live with myself anymore, because I don't deserve to be happy and have a family with you. You have given me the best seven years of my life and I will always remember you with a warm heart, the kids will come with me into hiding and they have been given instructions that when the heat of the republic cools they will come back to you. I however can not do this anymore, I can't even see myself in a mirror without wanting to puke. So I leave now to uncharted space. I love you with all my heart Jarven.

Yours, and no one else's. Patricia Susan Zexxel.


Patricia then took her datapad and threw it into the water beneath the landing pad after the messages had been sent. The woman watched as her ship touched down and the ramp extended.

"Where are we going mama?" Little Kincaid asked Patricia.

Patricia knelt down and smiled at her baby before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Somewhere new baby, somewhere new."

The end.

 

[Krenis Skirata]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

Krenis winced as the medics strapped another bandage around his ribs. Ah, that hurt. So be it though. His comm dinged and he looked at, before taking a double take at the sender. Patricia Susan Garter. Someone he certainly never expected to hear from, although his suspicions seemed to be correct. This was indeed a power-grab and plot. But he reread the message once more. 40 billion credits for a new ARC program? He could create an entire army with that, but that was not what it was for and he could hear the regret through the message. He composed a new reply.

Patricia,
You are very generous and I will ensure these ARCs are the finest the galaxy could ever dream of. If I can ever be of assistance, I will whatever I can to make it happen.
Krenis