Where the victims go we follow [GR dom over Azure]

[Farryn Loragwyn]

Objective: A
Post: [12/20]

Sofia could not imagine being taught to control her feelings at a young age. She remembered times when she was a child and would throw a tantrum when her parents did not buy her something she wanted. The concept of teaching children to control their emotions from a young age was foreign to her. Children were meant to be silly cause trouble for their parents and induce all sorts of headaches from their parents. The life of a Jedi seemed harder than Sofia had thought if children were taught such things at a young age.

"Yes, that is what I want. As a soldier I am taught to fight and only told to control our emotions rather than taught. I may be skilled when it comes to shooting from afar, but not much else." Sofia only ever had one real talent and that was with firearms. Although she took pride in her skills, she sometimes wished her talent was something more feminine.

[member="Mantic Dorn"]

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective A
Post 15/20

Mantic shifted foot and gave the idea a solid minutes contemplation. Here was a very complex person with a background that could trash a lesser persons mind any day. And she was asking for help.
He looked up with a sincere look upon his features.

"Then I will do what I can to help you. There are states of a mind that one can put oneself in. Once you have learned that you will eventually find it easier and easier to reach that level of mind control without too much preperations. But, it will require training to begin with." he crossed his arms and watched her for a bit. Then his eyes wandered around the room.

"Do you think this is something that more soldiers would be in need of? I have dabbled with the idea of holding a class on such a matter but never really gotten around for it."

[member="Sofia Annesley"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

Objective: A/E
Posts:8/20

Just when both Kay and the emcee thought that [member="James Justice"] had this auction in the bag, [member="Commander Lusk"] doubled the bid! No one expected such a high bid, and it came at no surprise that James and [member="Darion Blackstaff"] bowed out of the competition.

The emcee found his voice again and piped up, "Incredible! The refugees will be thrilled! Are there any other offers?" He didn't wait for longer than two seconds. No doubt the sky high bid would be as far as this would go. "Sold to the Commander. You two have fun." He urged Kay off the stage with his signature grin and wink, before getting the music to start up again.

Kay thankfully got off the stage, giving a polite smile and bow of her head to those that approved. Time to go congratulate the victor. She made her way to the Commander, not surprised to see him coveting the punch bowl. "Congratulations, Commander. Your bid is most generous. I hope that it's not too much for you..." Maybe all of that punch had gone to his head?

 

[Commander Lusk]

Objective: Security
Location: Gala
Allies: Republic
Post: 7 of 20

Lusk was lost in the wonderland of dates and cold punch, as much as it may of seemed like the man had a child's understanding of everything outside the military. That was all he did, eat, sleep, and breathe combat and war. Hell he had fought Sith Lords and won, he had raided Yuuzhan Vong homes in the middle of the night to black bag them and take them off to get their brains scrambled. Despite his childish understanding of life outside the military he'd done things he wasn't proud of, things that still haunted him. Things that even [member="Lady Kay"] was witness to, the execution of ten innocent men and women from the imperial order on Carida.

"Not at all Senator, my mother left me a sizable fortune when she vanished. Though I'd give away every credit to help the people hurt by my family. I know a few credits won't make things right, but it's a start." Lusk said as he poured his eleventh glass of punch.

"Hey Lusk I got a hit." Bullseye said with a serious tone.

"When we marched the enclave and took data files I cross referenced anything the Jedi had on this kid and it turns out he was one of them. A [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] is what they go by, affiliated with Tango Uniform." The woman was looking at an identical match and had finally gotten a positive I.D.

"Boot it up to command, let them know what's going on." Lusk said into his earpiece before smiling at Kay.

"I'm sorry, slight incident. It's being handled, but I simply must thank you for this punch. It's probably best that I cease its consumption though." Lusk finished his last glass and set the cup down away from the heavily depleted punch bowl.

"Now I need to ask you something, this date. It's for those who do not wish to die alone correct? From what my sister tells me you should be blonde and in college, and something about cloth napkins. I am having a hard time understanding what exactly is the meaning of it." Lusk said to Kay with no idea what exactly a date entailed.

Elsewhere up in the crow's nest, the clone known as Bullseye would alert [member="Weiss"] of the potential problem.

"Sir, we have a Tango Uniform member in our midst. Former Jedi and now corporate business owner, while I don't need to remind you of their hostilities towards the republic I do not believe they pose a threat. However I can have a few Ysalamir up here in five mikes to capture the target. Orders on how to proceed, sir?" the clone asked the commander.

 

[000]

Objective: A & E

Post: 1/20

Ronin haven't been in Voss long when he happen to come across one their resident intern Scholar name Damon. A fairly kind heart and bright young ambitious man who for the most part had taken a fancy of befriending him during his stay. And by chance happen to have received an invitation to the Gala at Azure. To which thinking it be a good idea if the two them could break out for a bit. Have a little bit of fresh air. Away from the daily grind of Voss to which he happen to accept. And after first opting to ask his then Master Coci permission to go Azure. To which Damon kinda talk him out of figuring they wouldn't be away long. And for the most part he guess his Master won't mind.

At any rate soon enough with a bit of help from her and some borrowed suit. Ronin and Damon were soon head off to the Gala for bit guys night out. At which time after few drinks and Damon seem bog down with bit of scholarly chatter with one the many patrons that attended. Ronin excused himself feel a bit out of place and figure to take the time to just mingle for bit. Enjoy the sight and time off away from Voss...


Corvus Raaf Mak Manto Varus Shatterstar Kaï Sargas Lady Kay Commander Lusk Taeli Raaf Sofia Annesley Ronin Wendigo Alyesa Organa anyone interested

 

[Weiss]

Objective A
Post 16/20

Weiss trying to follow the distant auction on [member="Lady Kay"] smirked some as one of [member="Commander Lusk"] s men approached him.

"Sir, we have a Tango Uniform member in our midst. Former Jedi and now corporate business owner, while I don't need to remind you of their hostilities towards the republic I do not believe they pose a threat. However I can have a few Ysalamir up here in five mikes to capture the target. Orders on how to proceed, sir?" the clone asked the commander.

Being on a gala did not seem to remove him from duty after all.
Removing his cigar from his mouth he peered at the soldier through the smoke.

"Alert all security posts that a force user not aligned to the jedi order is present." that was not uncommon so it would not make much of a fuzz, but still, it was procedures.

"Keep an eye on the objective. Have his ID transmitted to the guards hubs and tag him as the 'the new guest" in any future communications. Hold the yasamir until the new guest makes an act of agression. Keep me informed should the new guest act strange somehow." Weiss instructed with a hoarse voice.

"Move out private." he then ordered and and turned away to continue watching whatever was going to happen next on the stage.

But from here on he made sure his ear piece was in place, just in case.

 

[Farryn Loragwyn]

Objective: A
Post: [13/20]

Sofia smiled when [member="Mantic Dorn"] agreed to help her. "Thank you, I am grateful that you have agreed to teach me." She knew if she was to be protect others, she needed to better herself constantly. She knew that she was able to protect others from other non-force sensitives but capturing force sensitives required a higher level of skill for her. One that required control of her emotions.

She tilted her head as she thought for a second. "Yes, I believe that is something that soldiers would find use for. Once we are on the battlefield - especially the first timers - become quite consumed by emotions whether it is by excitement, fear or anger. We would be able to perform better were we to have more control of of emotion. I remember my first battle, my emotions got the best of me and I was nearly captured by the Sith. I would rather not think what would have happened had I been I captured."

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective A
Post 17/20

There was a sense of peace over her now. Something that felt inspiring and stirred hope for human kind, in a way. Mantic himself was often much more impressed by persons not force sensitive but that still held to duty and a cause, wihtout putting oneself in the first room.

"Well then lady [member="Sofia Annesley"] - maybe we could strike a deal. If you help me arrange such a class for the army, I will offer to be your mentor on matters concerning your emotions." he smiled an nodded.

"In unity we can climb the highest mountain."

He hoped that he had invoked some sort of hope to her.
And he hoped that he had not promised to much, there was no telling if his methods would work well for one like herself.

 

[Farryn Loragwyn]

Objective: A
Post: [14/20]

"I would gladly try and help you arrange a class for the army but as I am still relatively new to the army, I am unsure of who I should speak to regarding this matter." Sofia felt a sense of hope from within her. When the Sith massacred her hometown, they also turned herself into her greatest enemy with the hate they had left her with burning her from within. Maybe through learning this art, [member="Mantic Dorn"] could help her save her from herself.

"Yes," Sofia nodded. "In doing this, we will better the army and become stronger in order to protect the weak from the Sith."

Sofia felt a sense of excitement within her that she had not felt for a long time. There was something she could finally do rather than feel helpless, angry and scared which was at the core of vengeful feelings.

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

Post 6 of 20
Objective A: Charity & Good Relations for Corellia Digital

Making his way through the crowd, the boy approached [member="James Justice"]. "Trying to buy senators now?" the boy asked wryly. With a slight cock of his head, the boy deadpanned, "If that's your market, it might be time to re-think your business plan."

Which, the boy was curious if he could pick up some bits or pieces of just what that was. He'd heard reports from the financial sectors that Justice Shipping had ventured into the mining markets. That was a rather strange acquisition for a security and shipping industry.

 

[000]

Objective: A & E
Post: 2/20


And so it was just as Ronin had been quietly watching on the sideline that it seem his new friend Scholar Damon. Had a little too much to drink that just as he notice how the last charity auction had seem gone down by the wire. That he somehow hatch a somewhat interesting prank to play on his new friend. Who seem look quite sadly left out in all the hustle and bustle of activity all round that. He then walks over and given that he had bit of credit to his name.....hail from one the smaller Corellian families. He then sort work something out with the emcee who seem a bit of a bind having one those being auction off for charity. Seem be no where be found and making the list for the night one man short. That with bit of that old Corellian charm Damon somehow got Ronin name into the mix.

At which time he then walks over to him and with bit talk sort gave him bit of talk. And somehow convince him to help then slip hand him one the mask. Before sending him off towards the auction block under the guise of Mr. R.....


Corvus Raaf Lady Kay Commander Lusk Sofia Annesley Ronin Wendigo Alyesa Organa anyone interested

 

[James Justice]

Post: 4/20
Objective: smoozing, maybe blow that half a mil

James waved a drink over and smiled to his young friend. The wine was incredibly weak for his tastes but he would take the alcohol where he could get it. James would give anything for a good shot of lum right now. Or something stronger.

"I look out for my own," he said with an equally wth grin. "In all seriousness though, mate, I just be trying to make the galaxy a better place. Always been me goal. It just pays well to do so," he said with a wink.

He wasn't going to even try to hide his criminal activities here. Some, like [member="Lady Kay"] had even witnessed it a time or two. But the spacer hardly considered running guns in Sith territory a crime anyone here would prosecute him for. The rest there was too little evidence to convict or indite on.

James grabbed a second drink before lighting up a cigarette.

'Sir you can't--' began one of the bowtied waiters.

James silenced him by tossing a credit chip the man's way, "For the orphans."

The spacer looked to [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] with a less than legal glint in his eyes. You could almost see the dollar signs glistening. "What can I do for ye mate?"

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

Post 7 of 20
Objective A: Charity & Good Relations for Corellia Digital

The cigarette was a nice touch.

It was sometimes hard to tell if this was a mask or if [member="James Justice"] was really as simple and forthright as he came across. No duplicity. No subtlety. Just a lot of conviction, with some deep pockets backing it up. Passing his water glass from one hand to the next, the boy reached over to set the untouched drink down as he said, "The financial reports have been buzzing about some little mining operation on Soceras."

What was it called? FedSoc Min?

Glancing up at the taller man, the computer and IT engineer asked the loaded question. "Anything there I might be interested in?"

Corellia Digital's products used a lot of precious metals. Aurodium circitry. Agrinium alloy. Diatium power cells. If he could skip the middle man and get a direct line on some raw materials... not to mention a discount on moving them to the Corellian System... that would be something of interest to both of them, or so the Anzat imagined.

 

[Writer]

Post 2/20 (Or 3...Lost track.)

Objective A/E

Alyesa had made her way through the crowd and worked up a thirst. She would reach up and take a champagne glass from a passing server droid. Gloved hands would wrap about the glass gently as she pressed through the crowded ballroom. She admitted that she didn’t recognize quite a bit of the people within the room, despite them knowing who she was – which was obvious. Her sister was now in the spotlight, the highlight of the Republic. It was expected, and she couldn’t be more proud of what Faith had accomplished, she just remained hopeful that she could right the wrongs. Alyesa would take a sip from the flute as she stood off in a corner of the room – but only for a moment until the hustle and bustle of an auction caught her attention. A slender eyebrow would raise in curiosity as she made her way over to the very edge of the crowd near the auction block.

Apparently all the proceeds were going to orphans of the war? How curious that was. This was a first for the Republic. There were no funds raised by private means for when Alderaan fell – just Alyesa and her sister doing everything they could to bleed the Senate for any credit possible. She would smirk, taking another sip from the flute, she’d listen to the items on the block – maybe she’d find something of interest or just bid for the hell of it. Why not? It wouldn’t hurt to do something for others unlike the Republic had done for her homeworld.

[member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] | [member="James Justice"]

 

[James Justice]

Post: 5/20
Objective: Be Yourself. Unless you can be James. Then be James.

The spacer let out a wreath of smoke and smiled, dusting a few ashes off onto the floor, "That's right mate. Still in the beginnings of things. I plan on mostly just subletting, giving discounts to other businesses I know like ye, and then selling the rest to a mate I got. Of course procurement always be done my own way; cost effectively," he said with a wink. "Its still all on the small side, I take requests if ye ask nicely enough."

That was an easy tell: piracy. Always piracy. Take from those worse than him to help those who needed it more. Was he feeding crime? Yes, but crime that would help people instead of prowling on the weak. It was hard to tell if he was a good man or just a misguided fool. Perhaps he was both?

His eye caught the pale beauty not too far off. He never forgot a face, especially when it came to women. He raised his glass towards her and offered one of his more dashing smiles.

"I do believe we have met miss, however I dun't believe I was given the privilege of hearing ye name," he said referring to an aid run done a few weeks before. The spacer offered his hand, "Captain James Justice, and my young business associate, [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"]."

[member="Alyesa Organa"]

 

[000]

Objective: A & E
Post: 3/20

It was then that with slight hesitation Ronin had been lead off towards the auction block. His face obscured by the mask Ronin couldn't help but have second thought about it until the last second. Push him from behind and caught by the arm by Damon. The two sort had bit of conversation and jostling bit as the auctioneer walk off and began make the announcement before hand.

" Well it seem ladies and gentlemen we have a last minute addition to the block. Courtesy of the Temple from Voss.....a dashing young man no less. Who for the benefit of tonight charity gala and been courteous enough to donate a whole day of his time to any lucky bidder for the night....thought modest as he is had opted to stay in anonymity....So if you would allow me to introduce.....Mr. R. And the bidding starts now....."

It was then with slight push forward Ronin turn to Damon one last time.

" You sure about this ....i don't know if this is..."

At which time with sly smirk Damon with one last push replied.

" Nah its gonna be ok buddy....beside it all for charity...and well for the good of the refugees ....a good cause no less so good luck."

With that said no sooner had he come to stop beside the auctioneer that the spotlight hit him. Blinding him for a moment though letting out a slight sigh before tuck to fix his coat. Stood there with nothing but the gleam of his jade green eyes peeking out of the mask eye hole.




[member="Alyesa Organa"] | [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] | [member="James Justice"]
Corvus Raaf Lady Kay Commander Lusk Sofia Annesley Ronin Wendigo Alyesa Organa anyone interested

 

[Sor-Jan Xantha]

Post 8 of 20
Objective A: Charity & Good Relations for Corellia Digital

Perhaps Sor-Jan was the fool and James Justice the smartest man alive.

He seemed to know exactly what to say, how to say it, and commit someone to a business deal they didn't even know that they wanted. The boy wondered which of the two of them was the telepath. "Perhaps I should stop by that little pub in Soceras then," the youth offered, with a nod of his head in agreement of the terms that the good Mister Justice had so vaguely laid out for them.

Of course, Sor-Jan's ship was riddled with smuggler holes. So perhaps it took one to know one. "Maybe buy you a drink while we discuss... details," the boy remarked, right about the time that something attractive and female bounced into sensor range.

And, with that, so went James' attention span.

If there was any duplicity in that man, he played it well. With a veiled smirk, the boy came up from behind James' as he heard his name mentioned. He was actually surprised by that. He figured he, and his credits, would be forgotten with James' eye obviously on something other than business.

Of course, to some men, business was pleasure.

Bowing slightly toward the lady, the boy found his name given for him. "Representing Corellia Digital, my lady," the boy supplied.

As he spoke, the lights went up as another auction started. And what a curious name drop it was. The Temple at Voss? He had no idea Jedi were for sale...

[member="Alyesa Organa"] | [member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="James Justice"]​

 

[000]

Objective: A & E
Post: 4/20


It was then at first that the bid started slow and steady with a petite hand raising from the back of the room. Seem all shy thought in actuality was quite inebriated as with flute of champagne in hand she then calls out.

"50k"

To which with sly smirk on his face Ronin nod towards her direction as the emcee soon came forth to speak.

"Well now it seem we have a bid of 50,000 from the lady out back....which i have say seem be good start as any thought come on folks.Do i hear 90,000 .....for a whole day with our dashing young gentlemen right here. As if anything else its nor everyday that one can have a young delegation from the Voss Temple be at our beckon and call.....to answer any pressing thought or passing idea we have of theirs for a whole day can you folks.....so come on do i hear another bid?"







Alyesa Organa | Sor-Jan Xantha | James Justice
Corvus Raaf Lady Kay Commander Lusk Sofia Annesley Ronin Wendigo Alyesa Organa anyone interested

 

[Kay-Larr]

Objective: A
Posts: 9/20


His family. Kay could hardly forget what she saw on the holonews that day. If she was there in person she would have tried to stop it, even jump onto [member="Commander Lusk"] 's arm and try to take his gun away if she had to. But then she might be dead right now.

"We all make mistakes, Commander. Those of us that survive are lucky enough to get a chance to learn from them and make up for them." She of course had helped to vote in that whole mess and this was part of her contribution to fix things.

At least he was good at his job. To his question about the date, Kay raised a brow slightly. "Ummm....well, some dates could be like that, yes. But most are different..."

Another auction was starting but this time for a man in a mask from Temple Voss. Isn't that where some Jedi were? Kay hoped that her shrinking of her own Force signature was still holding up well so that there was less of a chance of her seeming abnormal. But whomever the masked man was, [member="Ronin Wendigo"] looked just as uncomfortable as she felt on stage. It was kind of sad, but it was all for a good cause.

Kay's attention was then turned back to the Commander as a bid of 100,000 credits was offered up for the man by another woman in the crowd.

"The date that we'll be on will be a pleasant one, just dinner at a restaurant. There we can eat and chat about ourselves, about business. Maybe we both can find other ways of making up for our help in the coup..."

 

[Writer]

Post 3 or 4/20

Objective A/E

Alyesa took a moment to look at the auction block ahead and then to [member="James Justice"] as she nodded and raised her own flute in return. She extended her hand towards him and smiled politely. “Ah yes, Captain, I believe we have met.” She chuckled and handed off the drink to one of her Royal Guards as they approached from behind. Reluctantly, the guard took the drink and held it for a moment while she greeted James properly. “I’m Alyesa Organa, Crown Princess of Alderaan. Of course, my sister is Faith Balor-Organa, Senator of Alderaan.” Titles and things that would change in due time, if things worked out properly. Credits greased the wheels of politics and the Organa family was not shy of them. Faith had grown strong in the political sector and needed a boost – one Alyesa intended on giving her.

She would turn to [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"] and incline her head in a polite nod. “I see, Corellia Digital? I’ll have to remember that.” She smiled brightly, looking back to James with an eyebrow raised. “So tell me Captain, what sort of business can Justice Shipping provide for Alderaan Royal Engineers?” She wasn’t stupid when it came to business, she ran Incom Corporation and built it into the technological conglomerate it was today. She designed the modern X-Wings, the Stealth-X and everything the Republic once rode on. Then the house of cards came crashing down and she pulled from the Republic market and went to different resistance based markets – then she pulled out all together. She had plans in the works to build ARE back into what it once was, a powerhouse that competed with KDY and SFS.

That, however, would take time and business contacts.

Such as the two standing before her.

The auction caught her attention as she turned to look for a moment – a masked individual. How quaint. Alyesa chuckled softly at the notion as she looked to James and then Sor-Jan. “I assume neither of you are going to bid?” Would be interesting to see if they were to get into a bidding war for the mysterious individual.

"Five-hundred thousand credits." She said bluntly, turning towards the stage with a sly smile on her face.

[member="Ronin Wendigo"] | [member="Sor-Jan Xantha"]