Yoru Shakou
Well-Known Member
Altier
High Orbit
Transport Vessel Omega
A little known world, though such as it was in the Expansion Region of space; was difficult to believe once told. Its mark on history being that of an ambush by a pirate in their bid to destroy some rival, with the tale having long since been forgotten. Beyond that it was difficult to say, though it was more than likely that at one point it had been resting within the grasp of the Republic which had since lost many of its holdings.
The Sith had emerged victorious once more, and it seemed that few could stem their tide as they crushed worlds beneath their war machine. This little known world however didn't get much of a chance at stability or order, as it was apparent from the simple fact that the world had apparently fallen into a bit of a Civil War. What started it was difficult to say, though easy to gossip about; more than likely it was simply one group that was tired of being taken advantage of rising up against another group.
Thus was the simple reason for her being there, to establish order in some of the more unstable sectors of the world. The government had apparently begun to lose ground, and now all that remained between many of their facilities and those little 'rebellious' elements were the small handful of units that comprised much of Preshean Auxiliaries. Though being in such a position it was just as easily to make their own bid for power, and now only time would tell if such a bid would be true or not.
Standing quietly upon the bridge of the large transport, the woman kept her icy hues planetside, watching as the other transports began to fall upon the world below. The bulk of their forces were being sent to secure the Governmental Building of Altier, as well as a smaller more remote military facilities. The fighting from those reports that she looked over were sparse towards these outlying facilities with the bulk of those rebellion individuals amassed in a mob pressing unto the capital building.
Of course she cared little for those that sought to rise up, nor did she care for those whom had hired her. It was just as easily accomplished either way in terms of where the credits came from. She could have just as easily been landing her forces to aid this little rebellion had they reached out first, though now she was planning a relief force to aid the beleaguered governmental forces.
"What is the status?"
"Objective Alpha and Bravo have been secured Ma'am. Military Facilities are currently being held by elements of the Line Battalion. Sparse Skirmishes have been reported and the Heavy Line elements are on standby as a precaution."
"Primary Objective Status?"
"The Assault Battalion has already established a fortified line and have secure both the Capital Building and the Royal Palace."
With a quiet nod she allowed a soft smirk to grace her lips. She was of course there to help the government wasn't she? Her grin though lead to something a bit more sinister, letting on to a plan that was slowly beginning to come to fruition, though there was always those whom would otherwise rise up in an attempt to prevent her from fully achieving her goal.
With a quiet nod she allowed a soft smirk to grace her lips. She was of course there to help the government wasn't she? Her grin though lead to something a bit more sinister, letting on to a plan that was slowly beginning to come to fruition, though there was always those whom would otherwise rise up in an attempt to prevent her from fully achieving her goal.
With a slow pivot upon her back heel, she slowly turned from the view screen, looking over towards the crew members that were furiously at work upon their stations. Moving towards the heavy doors, she stopped for a moment as a report was placed before her. Nodding silently, it seemed that she had little to say about how the operation was currently unfolding.
"Bring our vessel down, and make sure that the Royal Family is secured."
"Yes Ma'am."
The officer quickly saluted as the shuttle began to shake and rattle slightly as it began to cut through the atmosphere, following the various other shuttles and support craft down unto the world below. The skies very clear in terms of aircraft, the first targets being those to secure any air support or offensive capabilities that could have been used against them. That alone ensured a wider opening in terms of landing their forces.
It was apparently though that Lady Preshea sought to bring her own talents upon the world, clearly evident in the grin that still remained upon her lips.