Once again We Rise with a little help from our friends (GA, RHOA, Allies, Friends)

[Jaster Awaud]

Objective: Send Supplies and Military Escort to Secure Non-GA Trasports
Allies: [member="Faith Organa"]

Jaster sat in his office in the Unknown Region, on Natro-Terra, the current Government Seat for the Fel Empire. He had hopped his supplies from the Unknown Region of Raw Material, and Agricultural Good would help with the rebuilding of Alderaan. Many years ago, he helped the planet recover from the Vong Shaping that the One Sith had reduced the world. It was then that he learned most of his knowledge of Genetic Menipulation. He still carried the many specimen genetic templates of those days in his archive vault. Those trees he once help rebuild and destroyed by the Sith would once again be planted even if they went extinct.

This transport would also carry a message from the Grand Moff,

-- Faith, it seems you have found yourself in a similar predicament as when we first meet
-- Since you helped me get on my feet so many times
-- I have sent all my resources to be at your disposal and never fret about cost
-- I have covered the charge since access to your space has benefited us both.

-- With all my gratitude I wish to see those green fields when I visit again.

He hoped this would help his friend where he failed not long ago at the battle of Kuat, he was forced to flee due to overwhelming odds against his favor. He lost much in that battle and would recover slowly.

 

[Komoda]

Objective: Bargain for ships, and pilots

Komoda stepped off the horrid ship, glad to be on real ground again. He really disdained those flying machines, it was a necessary evil though. Without larger ships and pilots his legion would forever be seen as primitive raiders. With a hiss he ordered his technician, a shackled human that looked more mole than man to Komoda, to send out a message to [member="Faith Organa"].
"Offer the poor queen protection, and in return, she must grant us pilots and ships as soon as the city is rebuilt. My ravagers will protect the city against sith until then." He stretched his legs walking through the rubble.

 

[Saffron]

Within the City | MaraTibx
[member="Faith Organa"]

"Upon first review Miz Saffron, in the ruins and the more affected areas, there seems to be an increase of toxins in the air." Bee Three replied, letting her know what was coming up on the preliminary scans.

"How easy is it possible to clear out these toxins and what their origins are?"

"It is relatively simple if we use our current methodology. In cooperation with MaraTibx terraforming capabilities, we may be able to rejuvenate the area as well."

A nod came from Saffron. "Let us send a proposal to the Royal House of Aldaaraan and see what they decide.

REQUEST FOR PROPOSAL FOR ROYAL HOUSE OF ALDERAAN

Background
The Royal House of Aldaaran is requesting assistance with the reconsruction efforts of Aldaaran. All vendors are to provide proposals for contracts or potential sponsorships for the betterment of the Alderaanian people.

Scope
MaraTibx, a subsidiary of Arceneau Trade Company, wishes to propose methods to reduce the toxins in the atmopshere and ground from affected combat areas. This would decrease the risk of illness, potential cancerous risk, as well as rejuvenate the areas to the former botanical state. Package includes potential minor terraforming to reintroduce local Aldarannian flora.

• Removal of toxins from the atomosphere and the ground of affected areas.
• Minor terraforming and reintroduction of native Aldarannian flora
• Any other reconstruction or terraforming procedures as requested.

Schedule
One month turn around time for the removal of all toxins. Two months for the terraforming and reintroduction of native Aldaraanian flora.

Staff
MaraTibx staff.

Cost
Moderate costs.

Supporting information

• MaraTibx Information
• Arceneau Trade Company

 

[Coratanni Cartel]

Alderaan: Near Crevasse City - SIN
Felix Thawne | [member="Claire Organa"]

"Something lives beneath the rubble."
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The voice of the Coratanni Synthetic spoke to him quietly, it's tone low. Felix frowned slightly, glancing at the human like droid for just a moment. He had never particularly liked the things. They appeared human, walked like humans, and sometimes even spoke like them but...there was always something off about them. Each of them had a key flaw, each of them were rejects from Half-Life, the park that his mother and father had built. They were all wrong in some way.

It made him uncomfortable.

Felix had never really understood why, though he supposed it was his Lorrdian heritage. He couldn't read the Synthetics like he could others, couldn't tell their intent, couldn't see that underlying body language. It was all masked, all broken, all...wrong.

His lips thinned.

"Get some equipment." He told the droid as he grabbed his communicator and called security. "Start digging, carefully."

There was someone down there beneath the rock and rubble. Felix had no idea who, but he knew that if he just left them there SIN would pay the consequences. For a brief few moments Alderaan's countryside would have to wait.

 

[Claire Organa]

Objective: Save Claire - [member="Coratanni Cartel"]

She laid back staring up her mind drifting to her family. To her company. To her duty as a member of the House. What good was all of it unless she had a life, lived a life otherwise she might just as well stay under this rock.

Contessa needed to grow and it would give her means to grow too...she made up her mind she would build a shop on Bespin, Naboo, and Spira. Maybe even Canto Bight it had wealthy women and men to needed clothes.

Yes..

She was getting tired she didn't think she was tired...but.mayb

Beneath there was a slow leakage of gas starting to work on Claire and any other survivors. How long did they have? What were the dangers that were ahead?

 

[Faith Organa]

Objective: Rebuild Alderaan
[member="Saffron"] | [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] | [member="Komoda"]

Offers continued to pour in she finally read the one from Jaster, "Yes it would seem that once again we may have need of your help. Fortunately this time there are no leviathans to remove from beneath the palace but we could use help in Jurrano Jaster. There is still some fighting there and the people are in need of help. Do you sources who can go there?" It was the one city she needed someone who knew war, Jaster knew war.

As she waited for Jaster to reply she looked over the contract from [member="Saffron"] - Toxins, yes Rashae had once told her about toxins. Moderate costs...but it would bring back that which the Sith had burned out of existence. Yes it was worth it. "I have reviewed the contract and find it acceptable. Further discussion may be needed depending on what we find to have been eradicated by the Sith.

And then there was another offer, [member="Komoda"] - An offer of protection and that payment would be ships and pilots. If she had ships and pilots she could do her own protection. Maybe she misunderstood the offer. "Greetings, please explain in detail the offer and the intent." Yes clarify.

She waited...her feet hurt, where was the King of Massages now, where was [member="Draco Vereen"] he should be pleased he wouldn't have to clean up socks for a few weeks.

Security was working on names of the Sith who had come to Alderaan. She wasn't sure they'd get any.

 

[Komoda]

You must excuse Komoda my first language is Suchuri. The Legion offers protection on good faith, and needs no payment currently. Think of it as an investment in your city in hopes of creating trade relations with your city. I'm looking to procure ships and pilots when your city and infrastructure is rebuilt.

 

[Ugohr Poof]

With the cargo ship departed for Skor, Ugohr knew that there was only so much he could do in New Crevasse: no new rubble could be offloaded from that city by their own means. Now the [member="Coratanni Cartel"] may be on to something, elsewhere in the city, having uncovered a notable survivor from the rubble, but there were still millions of tons of rubble to be moved from the city upon the Squibs' return from Metrobig Salvagestuff Platform a week from now. He realized that, while he was on the ship over the New Aldera region, [member="Faith Organa"] would probably realize that there would be much less rubble around New Aldera by now... and that he hasn't left the ship proper, regardless of how many survivors there are among the ashes of New Aldera. But Juranno being a different kind of city, that might account for why the rubble in that city is taking longer to fill up than would be the case in the other two cities he had supplies for. Mesa not knowen how much da Squibs chargen for salvagin oursa rubble: maybe wesa will get a bad surprise or maybe wesa can use salvage to recoup part of oursa expenses, he thought, while getting off the ship:

"Before wesa send disen ship back to Skor, mesa have to get outside"

"See you next week" the Squib captain of the freighter told Ugohr when the last of the rubble was being filled.

 

[Chekīta Kaie]

Chekita was sus of [member="Komoda"], she had never heard on person before and he was suddenly coming in to help against the Sith with a fleet of ravagers legion or something, her gut instinct told her to not trust this guy one bit. Leaning over she whispered to [member="Faith Organa"], "My gut tells me this person will be bad new for us, even if nothing happens here it seems he runs a legion of sort and in time will want Alderian military aid in the future". It seemed like a generous offer for now but if she accepted that would mean the planet would have to provide trained members of its military for some unnamed legion that did forces knows what, not something she would ever agree to.

"My queen allow me to investigation into this legion and glean what their goals are before you accept, you would not like to be seeming off well taring pilots to some cause". She may have been wrong or right but something just itched inside Chekita that this person would be responsible for some diplomatic tension in the future, and Alderan did not need that right now. "As for the others, well [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] being my cousin and all I trust him with my life, the others do not seem to bad, but you can make that call for yourself".

 

[Moira Skaldi]

[member="Faith Organa"]


Moira Skaldi herself was not on the planet. Or even in the Alderaan system. Instead, she was elsewhere. Probably in Archangel's mobile headquarters, preparing for the inevitable showdown with Enyo Typhos and her ragtag gang of clones, homicidal killers, Shards and general misfits. But that is another story. So she'd entrusted supervision of this operation to a dependable HRD called Callisto Scarlett.


Regardless, the Queen's message was received. Droid transports descended upon New Crevasse city. Labour droids, medical droids, security droids. First order of business, establishing a base of operations from which Archangel - and other interested parties - could operate. Prefrabricated shelters would be set up. If the city's spaceport was too damaged to accommodate all the transports, Archangel's labour droids would could a new one. But first things first.


At the same time, droids were deployed into the ruins to remove rubble, rescue trapped survivors and get them somewhere safe where they could be treated. Before that occured, there would be an awful lot of digging, but droids did not get tired. Or demand breaks. A few HRDs - the most human looking, personable ones that could easily pass for organic beings and fool most scans - would be sent to the girl's school and shelters. Conveniently, they had sophisticated scanners to scan for life forms.

 

[Saffron]

Within the City | MaraTibx
[member="Faith Organa"]

A small beep alerted Saffron of a new message. With a swipe of her finger, she drew it up for review:

[ I have reviewed the contract and find it acceptable. Further discussion may be needed depending on what we find to have been eradicated by the Sith. ]

A small smile of pleasure set on the young blonde's lips. The bid was accepted. Not only were they able to make a difference for the people of Alderaan, but also they would be able to study and improve their technology for such demands.

"Bee Three," she called, searching for the protocol droid.

"Yes, Miss Saffron?"

"We've been given approval. Please contact MaraTibx staff to prepare for deployment. Continue the scans and see what else we may be able to provide."

"Of course, Miss Saffron."

 

[Jaster Awaud]

The Grand Moff sat in his Office at the Imperial Fel Palace filing paperwork for the Emperor who was still very sick and the Imperial Knights rarely let him talk to his Majesty. In his absence the Moff was to take over as head of the Imperium leading the Military, Government and the Nobility. It was a difficult thing to get the Fel Empire to expand from the Unknown Region without causing the First Order or the Sith Empire to come crashing on their borders. As the Fel Empire did not teach the way of the Sith and was not a Tyrannical Government but a Constitutional Monarchy, they lived between two possibly very strong nation.

As such when [member="Faith Organa"] requested aid, he was hesitant to offer the Military Aid of the Fel Empire. Talks of the Galactic Alliance moving in to assist in a more militaristic fashion did not feel as if sending another military force would be of help. He did not wish to turn away her request and so he came up with an idea to help.

In Commenor, the United Trade Conglomerate had a Garrison of Conglomerate Police Force as a form of Corporate Police that held order in UTC Trade Ports. He would send Fel Stormtroopers loyal to Jaster as Volunteers under Corporate Transfer and be sent to Alderaan to help the Queen in any fashion she needed. He would also send Twoozer in his place. The Droid was already the Advisor to the Grand Moff and Sub Commander of the Home Defense Force. Cleaning up a city for the Alderaanie Government would be of no serious consequence. He would send the Following Message to the Organa to make sure she got the protection she needed.

---- Faith, due to the Political Climate of the GA in your space I will be unable to send Fel Imperial Troopers to aid in your Law and Order
-- However, I am still the Viceroy of the United Trade Conglomerate and we have a Garrison on Commenor that would be able to aid in policing any violence that is in the city of Jurrano. Please accept these Officers in place of your own forces with an agreement that these forces will leave the planet when you no longer need their services.
-- I hope to see you in good health and can not wait to meet your child in the coming months, I do hope my invitation has not been lost in the mail, your Majesty.

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith looked at [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] she had not really been asking for military aide, more like humanitarian aide for the citizens there. She thought about what to say when she heard a voice next to her. Looking over at [member="Chekīta Awaud"] a cousin of Jaster. It was nice to have someone of Jaster's family near.

Where to begin, "By all means Chekita investigate [member="Komoda"] and let me know what you find. Your Cousin Jaster is a friend of mine he offers aide, but I think..." She smiled no need to bring this all up to Chekita when she could easily tell Jaster herself.

"Jaster, I think I have made a mistake in my communication. I was not looking for mlitary aide from you thought your offer of troops is most generous. I was thinking more of help in humanitarian aide. A Team that could go in there to assist." She paused it seemed news spread quickly, "Draco and I would welcome you again on Alderaan to see our newest edition when the child arrives. Your officers are welcome of course."

A grand something after all of this to say thank you to friends and allies would be needed. MaraTibix, the GA, Jaster, the representatives from the CIS...and probably a host of others she did not have the name of right now.

 

[Ugohr Poof]

A few days later, it was Juranno's turn to find itself with the ship assigned to it filled with rubble, while its streets were policed by the United Trade Conglomerate's private security forces. [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] to be exact. Perhaps he would realize in time that there are, well, bodies scattered all across the city, with some hope of finding survivors now that the rubble and smoke have both cleared. And the Gungan, too. While, of course, he was making good progress in clearing up the rubble in all three cities, but he would realize that his part in clearing up the rubble is going to grind to a halt until these Squibs return from Skor, and, knowing those Squibs, they are going to stop at many ports of call trying to carry bulk freight around on their way back to Alderaan. Mesa hopen dat wesa not maken a maxibig mistake by relyin too heavily on disen Squibs, he thought, realizing that the Squibs' route back from Skor to Alderaan for the New Crevasse and New Aldera ships are making stops all over GA space, with Thyferra, Fondor and Corellia being the main stops on these routes, causing the Squibs be delayed a few more days.

 

[Saffron]

Within the City | MaraTibx
[member="Faith Organa"]

"We will distribute the Ionic decontaminator on the ground and also deploy an atmospheric decontaminator over the affected area." Saffron would inform Bee Three, the protocol droid confirming her instructions by imputing them into his datapad.

"Check radiation levels. If we have to use nesera we need to first check for any potential allergic reactions. Set up a triage near the area just in case." a pause and then the blonde turned towards the droid.

"How is the research going for that stim that could help ease any potential reactions going?" PharmaTech had been working on a drug that could hopefully be taken prior to the distribution of neura serum that could help mitigate any allergic reactions. Work was being co- funded by a company named Nadir [member="Aver Brand"].

"We will be meeting with a representative of them later on, ma'dam." a nod came to the woman.

"Good."

 

[Nadir]

Erida Teheronhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/109962-erida-teheron/

The name on all the papers wasn’t Nadir, of course. That’d mean bad things for many people in many sectors of space. Lots of bad press. (Only half of it deserved.)

The money was still theirs. (Not that anybody could prove that, of course.)

Comet Industries, however – oh, they knew their shet when it came to pharmaceutics. They put it to much nicer words, naturally, but the essence of the message remained the same. That’s why PharmaTech had reached out to them in the first place.

Lots of good press.

Regardless of the prim and proper front, the expertise of the mind behind it remained the same. Really, what are pharmaceuticals but drugs with good lobbyists? With a neat folder of preliminary experiments on her datapad, Erida set out to prove just that to @Saffron.

Her heels clicked against the duracrete as she stepped off the ramp of her transport. Sleek, yet unobtrusive; just like her blouse-pantsuit combo. It underscored her air of severe professionalism – a tone she intended to set for this meeting.

Two bodyguards fell in step five paces behind, and they were off.

 

[Dar'yaim Balor]

Location: Aldera City
Gear: Weathered green fatigues. (X1 Mandalorian ripper pistol, x1 beskar boot knife)

Alderaan, the very thought made Rizaan disgusted. The Alor’ad was disturbed at the thought of being here. He spat upon the very ground he walked on; it was involuntary, spitting that is. If he was looking for trouble he would have worn his beskar’gam and brought more than a single ripper pistol strapped to his thigh.

Making it down to the shadier part of town, Rizzan stopped on a street corner. For moment he stood there and pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. Across the street was a dive called The Blue Bantha. Why was it named that? Who the kark knew!

He waited there watching. What was he waiting for? The Cantina he was watching had a bad reputation. He was maybe another one of those bad people, or he was looking for someone. Mando’ade are well known for bounty hunting. Maybe he was after someone.

Tag: [member="Faith Organa"] , just to let her know Bud is strolling through her city.

 

[Faith Organa]

[member="Rizann Bralor"]

No one would Recognize the young prince at this age. He wasn't really a prince when he was born he was the son of Faith and Dar'yaim Balor. A child of great intensity and loved dearly by his family.

If Faith would know that her oldest son was now on Alderaan she would have moved all of the debrie herself to find him. Nothing would prevent her from finding him and since he no longer had a presence within the force she would not even the feel the familiar tickle that was her son. But if her son was here.....where was his father....would Bud let his mother know he lived..and how would they both react with so much time having gone by.

Faith herself was watching the work proceed on New Aldera, while receiving reports from Juranno and New Crevasse.

[member="Nadir"] | @Saffron

 

[Dar'yaim Balor]

Location: Aldera City
Gear: Weathered green fatigues. Mando Ripper MK II, Beskar Boot Knife

Not long after standing there, Riz noticed the shifting pattern of light within the alleyway next to the cantina. When the sound of an empty bottle came from there, Riz smiled. “About time”, he dropped the burning cigarette upon the ground and started to walk across the street.

 

[Saffron]

Within the City | MaraTibx
[member="Nadir"]

"Ma'dame!" Saffron's protocol droid would cry out, prompting the blonde's attention. She turned around, looking at Bee-Three. "Yes?"

Bee-Three came waddling towards her, arms extended, "Erida Teheron, of Comet Industries is here." ah, yes, the smaller pharmaceutical company that would be helping them in creating a potential serum to counter any allergic effects from the neutra serum.

"Oh, well done. Please have her meet me at the set up base." MaraTibx would build a temporary location here. If the needs required more than the standard decontaminating, then they would look towards opening a more permanant location.

"Of course, Ma'dame."

As he waddled away, Saffron gave a slight amused smile. Shaking her head she took a deep breath. There was still much to be done.

A few minutes later, Saffron would extend her hand to [member="Nadir"] Erida Teheron. "Welcome to Alderaan." she said, encouraging the young woman to sit. They were in a large but comfortable tent. It had all the necessities for a temporary office, including a couple of chairs.

"I hope the trip went well?"