Kross
The Galactic Republic 
Mar 19, 2019 14:40:51 GMT -5
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Post by Kross on Mar 24, 2019 8:47:46 GMT -5
Getran sat in his ship, he'd set up quite a few holo-screens to display all those who would participate in the communication. Finally he could begin enacting his plans. He did not feel a need to rule, he did not feel a need for riches. But what he did feel a need for was justice. And a fair rule of the Galaxy. And with the imbalance of power as it was, he believed an order had to be brought back. And who better then the Galactic Republic. Give back the power they once had, destroy the corruption, return the army. And now, the true first step had begun. For years he had planned after his near death at the hands of Adenn Kyramud, forced to be rebuilt as a cyborg if he wished to survive. And now he stood before the holo-screens soon to come to life. He had contacted many for this, former members of the Republic, potential friendlies, in particular he attempted to get in contact with the Jedi Order. While he was sure they'd remain a separate entity, their alliance or at least friendly neutrality would doubtless be of a huge help. He waited patiently, standing with his hands folded behind his back. It would be time in just a moment, to announce in full his plan. He wasn't proclaiming himself it's leader, not overall. Though he did believe he could do so. Even if only until they were truly solidified. But he did believe he would be one of their leaders, certainly of the military. He had been the one to bring this all together, put it into action. And while he did not expect reward or some pat on the back for it, no one else had risen to the challenge. And if they weren't going to bring it back, who was to say if they had the ability or right to lead it forwards. Now was the time of war. Not the time for those too weak to sit by and wait. He would not speak quite so bluntly, but it was the truth.  It was about time the Republic rose from the ashes of destruction. |
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Corran Cath
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Mar 17, 2019 18:13:30 GMT -5
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Post by Corran Cath on Mar 24, 2019 9:19:52 GMT -5
Corran sat quietly in his chambers, his eyes closed as he meditated. The Jedi Council had just concluded their most recent session, one called in haste by Corran upon a sudden revelation. For so long, the Jedi Order had been the last bastion of freedom and justice in the galaxy, holding back the tide of both the Mandalorians and Sith Empire from conquering every inch of the galaxy. While Corran despised the use of violence, he had to admit sometimes it was necessary. Jedi were not warriors, they were never supposed to be warriors, and yet they had become soldiers in their pursuit of protecting the innocent. Every day such thoughts weighed heavily on Corran, and he longed for the day that he could demilitarize the Order.
Perhaps that time was coming sooner than he could have hoped.
Opening his eyes, Corran waved his hand briefly through the air, activating the communication unit that was blinking before him. The Jedi Order had received word from an individual who had a plan to reform the Republic, even if he had not informed the Jedi Order as such. Their agents across the galaxy had brought information of this individual long ago, so they were ready for him when he finally decided to make his appearance. The Jedi Council had voted to hear him out, and so here Corran was. The screen before him came to life, displaying the features of the one who hoped to gain the support of the Jedi Order.
Corran said nothing, instead simply bowing his head in greeting.
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Kross
The Galactic Republic
Mar 19, 2019 14:40:51 GMT -5
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Post by Kross on Mar 24, 2019 20:02:55 GMT -5
Getran watched as the holo-screens came to life, those who chose to participate appearing on the screens. Not everyone had come. But that was to be expected at this point in the plan. Things were not expected to be easy. He did notice that the Jedi had come. That was good, if he could get their support in one way or another that would help them so greatly.
“Welcome, my name is Getran Kross, I was born on Iridonia, and even now, I am of almost no importance to the galaxy at large. Infinitesimal figure who doesn’t even rank as a count. But, I’ve made a decision. As you know, I wish to bring the Galactic Republic back. There is an imbalance of power at this moment. We tread every day on the tip of a blade, waiting for a single move to tip the scales and all of it to come crashing down. Down onto the rest of us. The Sith care for none of us and will run us over in their siege for power, the Mandalorians haven’t, yet, taken a side at all. Except their own. And the Jedi have for millenia stood between us and the Sith.” he nodded his head slightly towards Corran at the mention of their order before continuing.
“We are miniscule in all this. Individual planets, individual people. Unless, of course, we make that change. Don’t stand by waiting for the scales to fall down. Don’t wait for us to be crushed. Bring back the Republic, bring back the Grand Army, but do it right. Take care, tread swiftly but without being too hasty. Make every move decisive and clean. Make them planned and efficient. It is only a matter of time before everyone realizes we needed another force in the universe to protect us and I believe this is the one we need.” He paused and ran a finger along the groove between his body and his cybernetics near his arm, though underneath his clothing. That wasn’t why he was here. But he’d remember that.
He let out a breath, “I believe we can set a capital on Kamino, it’s remote, it seems unimportant to most. And while it isn’t the most pleasant of places. It’d be easy to get a functional base set up that we could submerge safely and survive attacks fairly well, should they come.”
Getran rubbed his forehead in thought, before looking back up at them all, “Discuss this please, whether now with all of us, amongst yourselves, or with me. But consider it carefully. I know I may seem to lack experience. But the logic behind this is entirely sound you’ll find. And wherever I fit into this Republic, I just know it must be done. And I seemed to be the only one doing it.”
Leaning against the wall he waited patiently, though somewhat anxiously, for the reactions from those present. Especially from the Jedi.
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Post by Eloirel Tendarin on Mar 26, 2019 17:40:22 GMT -5
Eloirel awoke in a sweat, again she had suffered nightmares of her past. She extended her cybernetic hand to her brow and wiped her head. She was currently working as an advisor to a ship's captain on her way back to Corusant. She calmed her mind of her shock and recited the Jedi code over and over in her mind "There is no emotion, There is peace." She looked over and her holocomunication device was flashing. She grabbed the bedsheets and wrapped herself up in them before answering.
Up came the small figures of Getran and Corran. She knew Corran well and had bumped into him once or twice at the Jedi temple. "My apologies for being late to this meeting. I never took to space travel well. Corran it is a pleasure to meet you again, please bring me upto speed on current events?"
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