Dominion Manny Bothans Died Helping Us: Silver Concord Dominion of Bothawui and Moonus Mandel

[Mig Gred]

Mig looked at Caltin, nodding.

"I'm surprised. But yeah." He then listened to the master as he told him what they all saw, no one should have. He was about to say something before hearing, Matsu though, and her words... well they didn't exactly comfort him. She tried to explain what the theory was on it, but Mig gave only a simple response.

"Real enough to kill...."

Caltin Vanagor Micah tol Powl Matsu Ike

 

[Gir Quee]

Objective: Establish Silver Concord Outpost
Allies: Jesse Organa Jesse Organa

Gir too Jesse's hand and shook it, "A pleasure to meet you."

"I'm Ariela Captisan," said the human replica droid, offering a hand to the Alderaanian, "the admiral's aide...I keep his schedules, help remember names, that sort of thing."

She slowly and almost bashfully smiled at the end of her little introduction. A mannerism that he guessed was supposed to make her a little more endearing and harmless to those she met. If nothing, it did make her seem more humanlike, though like some humans, it was yet another facade to be worn. To the outer public, she was simply his secretary. To those closer within his professional circles, they guessed a trusted confidant. But to a select few within the Directorate, she was his spymaster. Even fewer than they knew that wasn't actually human. Gir guessed that the droid had already made contact with several other "professional acquaintances" since they had landed, though who, he did not know.

And it might be for the better if he didn't.

The admiral turned his attention to the projector, which seemed to be displaying different materials to construct the outpost, along with what he guessed was some sort of shielding system. While not an engineer by trade, by profession he knew enough about technology to oftentimes identify certain pieces and do some basic troubleshooting. He gestured at the shield generator.

"I'm guessing that's a shield generator," said the man, "a prudent measure given the rough state of the galaxy unfortunately...have we got to the point of discussing power sources for the facility?"

While seemingly a banal point to many laymen, power supply was where things could get tricky very quickly. The facility might simply tap into the existing civilian infrastructure, which would be relatively cheap and probably make them friends with the local power company. But outside power sources were also vulnerable to attack. Choosing something internal like generators could also be tricky - some could be explosive if a meltdown occurred, while others had to have outside fuel shipped in. It really came down to logistics and politics, not always the most riveting thing to the officer - but that's how the necessities often were: tedious, boring, but ultimately among the most important.

 

[Jesse Organa]

Objective: Silver outpost
Allies: Gir Quee

Shaking their hands and nodding she looked at the display. "Yes, power wise we have a didact reactor, dark energy channeled through kyber and enhanced with sleg so a small reactor can power exponentially larger vessels or in some cases weapon and armor without worrying about needing to change it. Since the outpost is going to be air gapped from the network of the Bothans a security measure for most of their systems." She said it but there was always room for more and what they would really be able to do here. "We are looking for means to help out as to keep with their more... clandestine nature this will be more a hub for infochants and organizing information provided by sentinels."

 

[Gir Quee]

Objective: Establish Silver Concord Outpost
Allies: Jesse Organa

Gir briefly paused as he considered that ramification to the facility's design.

Intelligence could be gathered from any number sources. Sometimes it was plainly broadcasted by governments or displayed by companies to simply show off their power to gather allies and intimidate rivals. Sometimes it was the result of probe droids, spy satellites, or reconnaissance ships. But the juicier stuff - the political intrigue and most hidden of secrets - often had to be gathered by actual operatives, whether it was a turncoat traitor or infiltrator deep within the enemy command system or a freelance slicer who 'happened' across something of interest. This latter side of intelligence gathering was something the Bothans were famous for, and it made sense to try and gather as much intelligence through those long-celebrated assets as much as possible.

"Does the facility have a cover identity?" asked the blonde man, "something that wouldn't necessarily make it clear that it's a place where a bunch of spooks suddenly drop by? Maybe like an export company showhouse, cultural exchange center, or even an official Concord Embassy? I suppose that last one almost guarantees that some people know that there some spies present as part of our diplomatic staff, though I very much doubt that'd understand the full extent of the operation if we plan it right."

He briefly paused again.

"It might not hurt to consider making some plans for people to clandestinely enter the facility without the outside world realizing they were ever there. Secret passages and tunnels from well outside the official grounds to the actual facility itself. some sort of sensor blind might prove to be useful to disguise things that wouldn't match the cover story of the facility - stuff like high powered communications equipment to either transmit or intercept messages, weapons systems...that sort of thing."

 

[Jesse Organa]

Objective: Silver outpost
Allies: Gir Quee

She looked at his surprise and nodded. "There is a cover or two being worked out... deciding it is important and well this world, its people there are bound to be rumors to begin with so it will be important how they do it. I know it isn't going to involve silver shadows. The grandmasters distaste of them has been made clear many times, she keeps the jedi shadows in Omean and they wait until the councilor in charge orders them... which would largely be determined by the information attained and vetted here in this facility." She smirked to herself... even the peaceful Alderaan needed spies at times and there was a whole lot that went into it aas the ambassador though did offer the bothan and the two others a place to walk and talk. The facility was being designed in a way that was more standard. "I know Sasori is providing some of the other materials... the outer walls will be coated in the combination adamentine metals that have been developed... the reports of the testing have them being able to take mass driver and turbolaser blasts with little more then a scuff."

 

[Gir Quee]

Objective: Establish Silver Concord Outpost
Allies: Jesse Organa

He considered her words carefully. That the Grandmaster didn't like the Silver Shadows was news to him, but his lack of knowledge of that matter wasn't entirely unsurprising - the man largely stuck to social circles of politicians, other military commanders, and corporate magnates like himself. He found that while his ideals often overlapped considerably with the jedi, his actual means of enacting those values on the galaxy largely differed that in spite of his wealth and connections, he had no affinity to the Force at all. Not that he begrudged the jedi for that, just that their ways were frequently foreign to him.

Still, whatever his thoughts of the rift between the grandmaster and the Silver Shadows was, he would not want to involve himself in internal jedi politics, even more so with a number of bothans within the room. It seemed a political hot potato that he would not want to touch with a two meter long grimer stick, even if Yoda himself had once held it.

"I see."

An acknowledgement of her words, yet distant and nondescript enough that he clearly wasn't going to make a position statement.

"What is currently planned for internal security?"

 

[Jesse Organa]

Objective: Silver outpost
Allies: Gir Quee

"The currently security will be the collected stars that they developed. It reacts with the facility through markers and conduits to give a presence you might call it to the building. The system then is aable to know everything within its bounds and interact with the systems that are tied to it. For additional security the assembly AI will be there which can run and assist with programs as needed but it doesn't outright control to prevent slicing or rampentcy. From there I imagine they would have jedi and biot guards as needed with one of the controller class biots who is able to use the force and sense as needed. Rangers and paladins if required."

 

[Caltin Vanagor]

“Revisiting much-loved childhood novels is never easy.” - Author: Sarah Hall

The Funeral​

Caltin hadn’t thought about much of what Matsu was saying only in that it seemed to be almost “otherworldly”. Poppycock in the thoughts of many to be sure, but the massive Jedi Master did not really care. He had seen his share of ridiculousness and the Force had taught him long ago to just go with it. So as the procession stopped,

There was a danger that all of this could get worse, and as annoying to him as it was, that was all that Caltin had needed to hear.

Then let’s limit their possibilities.

Taking a gander back at Mig, he wondered if the Mandolorian would be savvy.

TAG: Matsu Ike | Mig Gred

Spoiler: Personal effects

"Vanguard" (Secondary - Long Handle)

"CONSERVATOR" (Primary - Long Handle)
HK-88 Robes, Battle Armor,Toraynor-Henkan(mind crystal added) Advanced Jedi Utility Belt
Starship: Spectre, (NC-1000 X-wing (Jedi Variant) in the hangar, Dilorian, and Bike both in the cargo bay, the late Karki Eusith's Armor, Shield, Temple Guard Lightsaber mounted on the wall)
Sanctuary Island

 

[Gir Quee]

Objective: Establish Silver Concord Outpost
Allies: Jesse Organa

Gir nodded as she spoke. Sasori appeared to be the lead contractor in the facility, which in many ways made some sense. His own companies had only dabbled in bits of military facility construction, largely in providing subsystems which in themselves were either derived from or very closely related to systems developed for starships, the consortium's mainstay market despite its years of diversification. There's always new markets to explore or move into...even to create.

Part of him wanted to take off his military officer cap and put on his corporate president hat. The two roles sometimes had conflicting viewpoints - what could be good for his company might not be good for the Concord, and vice versa. Yet he had found experience in both roles had given him an edge in smoothing over rivalries and conflicts between the two. Yet there was one element that he had never felt like he had never been able to get a good, firm grasp on. The man turned to Liska, the bothan woman who had accompanied him to the meeting, and the other bothans who had gathered with them.

"And how do you all feel about the project?"

 

[Jesse Organa]

Objective: Silver outpost
Allies: Gir Quee

"Most myself included do not like it, a foreign government this close and force users at that who caan manipulate... but there is a benefit to a foreign government working with us instead of just coming in and saying they are in charge... there is no transition of power being forced, no suddenly rogue faction who aare highly subservient to the jedi or assembly and information will be shared from here with us so we can do with that as we will." The Bothans seemed to bristle though in some cases but Jesse looked at her and offered a bow. ""The grandmaster had sympathy for the situation we have seen it a lot aand she did want to actually do something on the world rather then just add it to the collection of ones under the banner of the Concord."

 

[Gir Quee]

Objective: Establish Silver Concord Outpost
Allies: Jesse Organa

Liska's fur rippled at the words, which Gir took to mean that the bothan had very clear feelings on the matter, even if they all of them weren't being open about it. The bothans were known for their subtleties, especially when it came to political intrigue, and the man was far an expert on such matters. He guessed that Ariela was carefully recording it all for later analysis, and he'd be curious to see what she could find. He would guess that the internal clan politics of Bothawui itself had a degree behind their decision to join the Concord, though to what end, he did not know. Did they see the possibility of using their newfound influence in the Silver Assembly to add more to their power? Did they worry about the rising influence of the not too far away Hutt Space Consortium and the lawlessness that they brewed? Was their some obvious economic benefit to this all, with so many other nearby worlds starting to use the common currency of the Concord and the court arbitration that came with corporate entanglements? The more he thought about, the more questions he had. Yet he knew that even as he thought about analyzing others and their motiviations, the room's occupants were likely silently analyzing him as well. Liska's gaze, in fact, seemed to linger over him ever so slightly.

"The start of relationships are often the hardest," offered the man sincerely, "peoples and cultures often don't understand things from the other that are second nature to the other. What one might think is the obvious answer - maybe even the only choice - is not so obvious to others. We all have different ways of framing concepts and thinking about things.

But regardless of if we're representing the Concord or Bothawui today, we all have backgrounds of working with others to the betterment of our peoples. I have no doubt that we all do so once again.

For my part, the Directorate does have a number of sources in the area, and we know some associates who might be interested in working with this facilities - or rather its members - for the right price. It would seem to me that Sasori and its corporate affiliates have largely worked out what needs to happen to make this vision a reality, but the Directorate, especially the Lucerne consortium, is ready to fill any gaps that may arise as this venture proceeds..."

 

[Kel Se'Taav]

SILVER CONCORD DOMINION

Location: Bothawui
Tags: OPEN
Objective 2: Silver Concord Outpost
Soundtrack: Noveria

​

Kel's chest was tense with nerves, but he couldn't quite place why. Bothawui was his home once, and he served his people with dignity and poise until his resignation from the intelligence corps. And even then, despite the chagrin of disappointing his prestigious family, the senator departed his birthworld on stable terms.

Yet as the Tempest entered the planet's atmosphere, he felt only apprehension. Perhaps seeing his newfound allies among the Silver Jedi face-to-face would ease his troubled mind.

As the Tempest touched down near the outpost site, Kel instructed his lieutenant to stay aboard the vessel with the rest of his security detail.

"But Sir, protocol states -"

"Protocol be damned, Casca, we're not at war with the Silvers," the Bothan said inarguably, his feline gaze sharp and unwavering.

With the Galactic Alliance facing a war on two fronts, split between the Brotherhood and the Empire, he couldn't fault his second-in-command for being overly cautious. Even on a Mid-Rim world like Bothawui, where the Alliance's authority is at least acknowledged, the presence of a senator could attract... unwanted attention.

Nevertheless, Kel was a man of action, and nothing displays a lack of trust more than waltzing into unfamiliar territory with a squad of armed SIA operatives.

With his men holding down his ship, Senator Kel Se'Taav disembarked the safety of the Tempest and made his way for the meeting.

 

[Jesse Organa]

Objective: Silver outpost
Allies: Gir Quee Kel Se'Taav

SHe looked at Gir as he spoke and there was a nod of her head. Everythign happening here was something they could do and.... "Yes Sasori has been working on plans... I will admit to this with you and deny it if she asks.... the grandmaster scares a little. She has files for hundreds of worlds with ideas of how to implement Saasori technologies on them like this... if she wasn't a jedi I might think she was planning galactic domination." She said it as a small joke and the biots that were working looked at her but went back to work. SHe had seen some of the files for worlds that well the Concord had been going to recently and the probes and information gathering droids that were working overtime on worlds. She was looking at some of them also... "And well I know Lucerne makes biots as well."

 

[Draven Eterena]

Objective: 3- The Wilds
Tag: Trista Consta

Draven opened his eyes and stilled his movements. Proceeding to fold his hands in front of himself. As the captain addressed him with the following.

"Padawan Eterna?" questioned the hapan woman, "I am Captain Consta. It's not my place to take anything from you, nor to tell you what to do, but I have no information in my briefing about your presence here. Why have you come here?"

He had felt their presence as they had neared him of course. However, it was quite an unexpected arrival as Draven had been under the impression he'd be escorted to where the captain was at. Not the case of her approaching where he had settled down and waited. This just showed Draven it was important not to draw conclusions too hastily.

"I greatly appreciate your sentiment in regard to me keeping my belongings." Draven gave a nod of his head to the captain. As he went to address the reason, he was present. "I was not a part of your briefing, because my presence here was not part of the original mission parameters. My arrival was sort of last minute, as I felt that it would be important for me to be here. I did manage to get enough intel to understand what you are trying to accomplish in this wilderness, and I am offering my skills to aid your operation should it be welcome."

Draven worded things as honest and straight as he felt it was wise to do. As he looked between the captain and her escort. He kept his hands folded as a means to assure anyone who might question. That at this moment he was not seeking to be a threat to any of them.

 

[Gir Quee]

Objective: Establish Silver Concord Outpost
Allies: Jesse Organa | Kel Se'Taav

"I wouldn't necessarily consider Lucerne Labs's synthetic soldiers to be biots...at least not in the Yuuzhan Vong sense of the word...more like advanced droids," offered the man from Hast, "they still rely on some electrical components to function, nor do they eat or drink either...at least not in the way most organics do...but I digress..."

Ariela cocked her head to the side quickly, which Gir had learned meant that some piece of information or insight had occurred. He doubted that it was anything that either Jesse or he had just said - friendly corporation and some of their better known products for the most part weren't exactly a secret to the Directorate's spymaster, or many every day galactic citizens for that matter. He paused, waiting for Ariela to beckon him away to a private place if for just a moment.

Local contact get ahold of her? She probably has a few Mirage droids running around here, either checking out a lead or just running basic security. Or she could have someone monitoring comm chatter that picked up something interesting...or she has someone or something already doing that...His prediction was not to be though - Ariela didn't beckon him over to the side, instead, the apparent woman pulled out her datapad for a second and started to scroll through it. Gir offered a polite if briefly bewildered smile. Whatever had got Ariela's interest, she didn't need a datapad to find it or be informed by it, given the comlink and wireless connections built into the droid.

"Sorry, I just had a thought come to me that made me wonder about something for a moment..." offered the man weakly.

"Excuse me sir, were we expecting a representative from the Galactic Alliance?" asked Ariela, turning her eyes up from the datapad to 'casually' sweep her eyes across those gathered.

Gir blinked, "Excuse me?"

"There's this photo I just saw looking on the local net here. Its kind of blurry, but someone thinks its Senator Kel Se'Taav of Abregado-Rae."

Want to bet that she was monitoring security holocams somewhere and his name was flagged based on facial recognition? That seemed the simplest explanation, yet he couldn't be sure. But his sudden appearance in the immediate area was interesting. The timing could hardly be a coincidence, and just a glance at the photo told Gir that the senator was a bothan. He doubtless had at least some ancient familial connection to the place. The admiral glanced around the room. Was someone here trying to pull a power play of some sort, pitting the Concord against the Alliance in some fashion? He wouldn't put it pass any number of bothan politicians to make some sort of unexpected maneuver, which in itself was almost counterintuitively to be expected.

 

[Trista Consta]

Objective III - The Wild
Allies: Draven Eterena

Trista listened the jedi with a mixture of admiration and curiosity. Her homeworld, or at least the social circles of it she grew up in, were not known for being quite as honest or diplomatic. Yet her experience with jedi so far had been pretty limited, aside from a mission with Master Vanagor, but he appeared to be a more experienced jedi than most. If stories were to be believed, he was actually hundreds of years old. This one seemed a bit younger, though in some ways, he was probably more experienced than the soldier was, though she was hesitant to admit that to the young man.

"Thank you, padawan, I am certain that we could greatly benefit from your skills."

She waved a hand towards the wreck site and Brea.

"If you'll follow us, we'll lead you to the crash site."

Personal curiosity tugged at her, "Where do you hail from?"


Personal Equipment

Spoiler

1 LPD-27 Flamestorm Assault Blaster Cannon
1 LPD-28 Silver Talon series Vibroblade
3 LPD-54 Neutroburst Radiation Grenades
3 LPD-65 Soundblaster Sonic Grenades
Akk Dog-class Security Operations Power Armor

Accompanied by elements of NORCOM Expeditionary Army Regiment

 

[Draven Eterena]

Objective: 3- The Wilds
Tags: Trista Consta

"If you'll follow us, we'll lead you to the crash site."

Draven responded to the directive and gave a nod. Indicating he would be more than happy to follow them. Eager to get the hunt underway and ensure the safety of the folks on this world. The longer they dabbled about on diplomatic mumbo jumbo. The more time the creature(s) had to cover ground and find potential trouble.

"Where do you hail from?"

The question posed now caused Draven to furrow his brows. While they began moving towards the crash site. "My home has primarily been wherever I find myself. I spent many days amidst different bases and temples within the order. Though as for where I originally was from. I believe it was Akiva."

Draven gave a nod of his head. More as a validation for himself than anything else. While he went back to focusing his attention to the mission. He perhaps should strike up conversation. Though at the same time he didn't want to beat around the bush more than was necessary. As such until the whim struck him which he was sure it would do. He was more then content leaving conversation to a reaction of this Captain's curiosity to whom she would be working with.

 

[Trista Consta]

Objective III - The Wild
Allies: Draven Eterena

Akiva...Akiva...She repeated the word slowly in her head, hoping that it would job her memory of something to talk about. But it didn't. In some ways, that wasn't terribly surprising - she had found the more that she explored the galaxy, the less and less she knew. She had thought knowing a good deal about several dozen inhabited planets in the Hapes Cluster was impressive...until she realized that there were thousands, maybe even millions of inhabited worlds in the galaxy at large.

As they walked farther into the wilds, they ran into more and more rangers and other Concord personnel. At last, the broken silhouette of the vessel came into view, still partially obscured by the rising trees of the forest and other local flora. Her HUD began to light up with friendly transponders, showing a mass of troops converging on the wreckage. It made her wonder: Just what could they possibly be concerned about with the vessel? She pushed the thought out of her mind.

"Looks like we're almost here...care to lead the way? I've heard that jedi have a better instinct for sensing danger than us...more normal folk..."

Personal Equipment

Spoiler

1 LPD-27 Flamestorm Assault Blaster Cannon
1 LPD-28 Silver Talon series Vibroblade
3 LPD-54 Neutroburst Radiation Grenades
3 LPD-65 Soundblaster Sonic Grenades
Akk Dog-class Security Operations Power Armor

Accompanied by elements of NORCOM Expeditionary Army Regiment