A Potential Reassignment

[Onrai]

[member="Vestille Thumahra"]

Nathema Orbital Complex

The Ablution was currently in drydock at the Nathema Orbital Complex after having taken a pummeling from the Technicolor Beat during the Battle of Gree. The damage was significant enough to mandate the vessel's forced return to the Complex in order to be refitted and repaired after the battle's end. Vanessa was beginning to consolidate naval assets within the Maldrood, ensuring that even if the territory was not yet fully part of the Empire proper, it was still firmly within the grasp of the Sith with regards to exploitation.

It was due to this consolidation that Vanessa had sent an invitation to the now-Major Vestille Thumara, inviting him to the outpost just outside of Sith space. There was a purpose in doing this - a reason, after all, and it was because Vanessa wished to provide him with the assets to further his own stature within the Sith. He was the sort of person who deserved the opportunity to wield more power.

For now, Vanessa would wait aboard the space station, waiting to determine whether Vestille would answer such a tempting opportunity.

 

[Vestille Thumahra]

Vestille Thumahra​

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Nathema Orbital Complex​

Searching For: [member="Vanessa Vantai"]​

Fresh from the ceremony, it seemed that the rise in rank and status had already caught the eyes of several prominent figures within the Sith.

An offer had been extended to the now unassigned Major who now found himself transported to a staging area, just beyond the borders of the Sith Empire's influence; Nathema. Whilst the invitation hadn't been too specific on the details of the meeting, it had been sent by a member within Sith society, providing a significantly lessened guard than if it had been sent by someone outside of the Sith entirely. Perhaps he was to be brought here in preparation of an upcoming campaign? Perhaps this was his assignment? In any case, as his personal shuttle landed and was secured within its assigned space, his pilot stayed aboard with the shuttle itself as the Major stepped off the transport and into the busy hallways of the orbital station. He hadn't even time to properly get out of the attire that he had attended his own ceremony with; his cape from a power long lost draped and flowing behind his back whilst a sword sat idly at his hip within its scabbard, accompanied by his typical two pistols sat in their respective holsters. His step was full of purpose, his helmeted gaze scanning the various sources of information to find the ship that he was looking for.

The Ablution, that was the ship mentioned in the message. With it, he hoped to find the Sith that had sent it, Vanessa Vantai. No doubt it wouldn't take him long.

 

[Onrai]

[member="Vestille Thumahra"]

Upon receiving notice that Vestille had arrived on the damaged Ablution, Vanessa soon traveled over to her flagship, the vessel slowly being repaired by a horde of engineering droids. She would enter into the hangar bay herself, the Gypsy-class electronic shuttle landing and the Sith lady soon stepping out to eye the battle-worn major who had certainly deserved his recent promotion.

"Vestille Thumahra, I presume. I'm Vanessa Vantai, Executrix of the Greater Maldrood and Sith Lord. I'll go ahead and cut to the chase - stop us from wasting any unnecessary time. I am reorganizing the fleet units under my command - which include Imperial army units. Given your stellar performance, I would like to inquire as to whether or not you would like to take a position as the officer in charge of one of my fleet's entire army forces."

That was the simplest way she could put it, after all.

 

[Vestille Thumahra]

Vestille Thumahra​

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Nathema Orbital Station​

Interacting With: [member="Vanessa Vantai"]​

It didn't take long for the Major to bow before the Sith Lord, routine protocol when greeting any Sith regardless of rank; even if he didn't quite know what the other titles meant. As the Major rose his head after holding it in its dipped position for a few moments, he said nothing as he allowed the one who had summoned him to the orbital station looking over the planet Nathema. So, it was to be a reassignment after all, commanding the military forces aboard an entire fleet. An Army Group, so it would seem. Of course, Vestille wasn't one to take opportunities without knowing every key detail, his mind already formulating a plethora of questions to be presented to the Sith Lord before him.

"You honor me with the opportunity, my Lord. I do, however, request the details on the assignment; logistics and manpower reports, so on and so fourth." whilst this was a reasonable request, a pause came to his words before he spoke up once again; "I also request that, provided I take charge of the Legion assets aboard your fleet, my personal retinue are also transferred. These men and woman have been under my care for some time now and I believe they bring a great benefit being integrated within commonplace Legion troops, my lord."

His requests weren't unreasonable, all presented in a respectful tone with his body standing like a statue within a parade's rest. His helmet's expressionless gaze focused entirely upon Vanessa.

 

[Onrai]

[member="Vestille Thumahra"]

"Here are the troop lists detailing the available manpower within the 16th Assault Fleet." Vanessa offered Vestille a datapad. "Your request to have your personal retinue, which you commanded prior to your promotion, is also doable - recent attrition has certainly forced us to relocate troops, so I'm sure we can make a place for them." She replied. "Would you happen to have any other requests before making this new position of yours official?"

Such was a fair inquiry, after all.

 

[Vestille Thumahra]

Vestille Thumahra​

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Nathema Orbital Station​

Interacting With: [member="Vanessa Vantai"]​

A simple shake of his head came as the response.

A hand reached out to the offered datapad, his helmeted head angling down to scan over the details with a certain degree of methodicalness to his approach. Everything was to be taken into account and looked over, ensured that every detail was noted and placed into a constantly ready state to be slotted into the overarching plan that his mind never seemed to cease making its additions and modifications. Perhaps this is what had led Vanessa to request the Major over any of the other's promoted over the past few days; that constant readiness and zeal to keep pushing forward with the Sith Empire's objectives no matter the time of day or his own personal condition. This all of course had its afflictions rooted deep into the man's psyche like deep lashings upon a flagellant but that was contained, kept secret from everyone but the man behind the helmet. In a way, his method of coping was to simply just exile his mental and social self away from the rest of the galaxy, sealed away in a pandora's box, never to be let out of its cage for fears that letting either loose would leave a trail of destruction left to its own devices.

Alas, nobody's problem but his.

The hand that had held the datapad offered it back to the Sith Lord; "No questions, my lord. I just want to know where and when I begin."

 

[Onrai]

"The 16th will be arriving here soon in order to take on replacement ground units." She replied. "When they arrive, they will receive documentation regarding your and your former unit's transfer to their ground assault complement. You will then be given a position on board the fleet in order to adequately manage the ground assault forces." She answered. "That said, should you wish for an assignment sooner rather than later... there is something I require safeguarding for prior to a test. Not that of a weapon, but of a highly experimental piece of technology nonetheless."

It was time to test the Graviton Forge in action.

[member="Vestille Thumahra"]

 

[Vestille Thumahra]

Vestille Thumahra​

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Nathema Orbital Station​

Interacting With: [member="Vanessa Vantai"]​

Once again, only a nod came in confirmation.

With nothing much to say, the Major simply folded his hands behind his back and kept a rigid and upright posture as Vanessa spoke, the helmet nor his body shifting an inch as his gaze went directly over her. With the Sith being only 5'9 and the Major towering over her at 6'9, the height difference was no doubt noticeable. A monolith of death, waiting to be sent into the next battlefield and thrown into the fire against the next foe; it's how he thrived and survived from a mental standpoint. The beast had its claws in his mind, taking influence in everything, ready to take over and allow primal instincts to take over from the logically sound mind of the Major. If he kept it fed, though? Kept it skulking through the battlefield and allow its short release, there seemed to be some form of harmony that spawned from such actions. It was a short fuse, though; one that would need only a gentle touch to spring to life in an environment of peace; the worst case scenario imaginable.

The guise had to be upheld.

"Of course, my Lord. Provide me with the details and it will be done."

 

[Onrai]

[member="Vestille Thumahra"]

"The Graviton Forge is a unique arrangement of gravity well generators, intended to form an artificial singularity. Essentially, this will allow for hydrogen gas released by gas miners near the station to be sucked into the singularity and compressed to an extreme density, causing the hydrogen to form a metallic state. This metallic hydrogen will then be used in a project of mine - Project Novaflare." A hologram of the Graviton Forge, which essentially looked like nothing more than a giant ring made of various interconnecting segments, was displayed. "The first of these devices is almost complete and will be ready for testing soon."

And what a test it would be.