Donavon Arturo
Character

// OUTRIDER //
// LOCATION // Executive Suite, Eufornis Governing Tower
// OBJECTIVE // Inevitability
// THEME // Creep

The galaxy was on fire.
The first offensives against the vile Brotherhood of the Maw dragged on, even as the New Imperial's shuttered their borders, preparing themselves for the inevitable Mawite Invasion. Some time had passed since the attack on Courscant, exactly how much he didn't know. Meeting after meeting with the Chancellor had withered away the stalwart that once lead the Eufornis system. Donavan Arturo was a broken, and tiresome man.
For much of his time in the Senate, he had begun to shift more and more responsibility to his lieutenant. Exactly who that was had been forgotten in the labyrinth that was the Eufornisan bureaucracy. Instead, the Senator (or rather Governor-General, he was home today afterall) had withdrew himself from public life, locked away in his penthouse to draw up legislation, plans, and contingency's. With a stroke of a pen he had reinforced the Eufornisan Self Defense Fleet, called to action an army that hadn't been activated in centuries, and granted more and more autonomy to the city-world's beleaguered colonies. Plans within plans had been activated.
Even then, it wasn't enough. Eufornis he could manage, but the Senate? Convincing hundreds of representatives of the dangers lurking beyond their borders was harder than it should've been. There were notable breakthroughs however, as the success of the Common Solider Corps would point out. In fact, several were operating within the Eufornis System. Only a few could be taken serious however.
The appetite for a full scale conflict against the Brotherhood in the Senate was...undesirable to say the least. Committing millions to die in a war far away? Political suicide. Defense was the best offense, they'd argue. But not all of the Senator's felt that way.
The doors to his chamber swooshed as his assistant exited. A young Arkanian, she nodded to the Governor-General who removed his legs from his desk and straightened his posture. They were here. It was finally time for a different kind of meeting.
A more...important one.

