Shield of Light
New Jedi Order Star Temple
Alderaan System, Galactic Core
In all his many years of political service, Jaius had never been so overwhelmed by his surroundings as the first day he stepped foot once more on Alliance soil after his time as a prisoner of war. That being said, his first steps onto the bridge of the massive Jedi mothership certainly was starting to give that cherished memory a run for its money.
He had of course been on a ship's bridge before, some of the most impressive even in both the Defense Fleet and First Imperial Navy. But the elder Sullustan's present surroundings more closely resembled a cathedral than the main control room of a starship. He supposed he would have to get used to such things as newly elected GA Chief of State.
Chief Jaius Sovv, the title would certainly take some getting used to. But his escape from First Order custody had roughly coincided with the end of Caita Xan's term and her announced retirement, and to his genuine surprise people saw him now as something of a war hero. Now, here he was, with the weight of the Core Worlds upon his shoulders.
"Captain Ro, what is our status?" Sovv paused, considering, "Forgive me, do I call you Captain?"
"Advance scouts have just given the all clear, Alderaan's orbit has been deemed safe enough to approach at sublight," the Kel Dor Jedi who in 'command' of the mothership reported, "And my title is Temple Master, but if it makes you feel more comfortable you may call me Captain."
"Master Ro, then," he amended, and the Kel Dor nodded serenely in acceptance.
Just a few scant weeks into his tenure when the Alliance once more came under crisis. This great galactic war raged on, the peace loving Free Worlds Coalition its latest victim. Long had these peoples been allies of the Triumvirate in spirit, the Alderaanian embassy on Coruscant serving to solidify ties over the years, so when Aldera burned, each of them felt as if they themselves had been struck the blow.
There had been a few reluctant voices within the Triumvirate Council, protectionists and isolationists within both the military and civilian government, but Jaius had not been chosen to lead based on the same platform of non violence and non interference that had gotten him elected to the Sullustan Council. His time as a prisoner had changed him, in more ways than one. As much as he was loathe to admit it, there was much he had learned from Natasi Fortan about not only pragmatism, but the benefits of focused aggression.
"Our first priorities are to help secure Aldera and locate the Royal House," Chief Sovv paced back and forth while he spoke, "From there we can work on restoring order across the rest of the surface, and purging any remaining Sith forces from this sector. Master Ro, is our humanitarian relief force ready to go?"
"The command has already been given," the Jedi answered dreamily, "As soon as we have established a base of operations and deemed its surroundings secure, civilian and Jedi aid will be cleared for launch."
Jaius tilted his head at the Jedi Master for a moment, confused about when such an order could possibly been issued, but then realization suddenly dawned on him. Of course, it was a telepathic bridge crew. No wonder it was so unnervingly quiet in here. Ro was the only other sentient who had spoken a word since his arrival.
"Very well, I will conduct a final personal inspection," he announced, still getting used to this newfound power to make such proclamations, "We may be Alderaan's only hope."
Edited by Jaius Sovv, 10 April 2018 - 03:00 PM.