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Pray-to-Play [Rebel Alliance/Selectivists]

Corruck took the comments at face value, forcing himself to not believe there to be some hidden purpose. He smiled, pushing away his mind and letting loose that part of him that had been the main part for his joining the Rebels. He felt a wellspring of calm and more than a little enjoyment. Yes, he loved this job. It was not perfect, war was never a good thing. But while it lasted, he would enjoy what small pleasures he could and would find. Something as simple as sharing words, flattery and chatter, with the ever busy Gen was not common and would one day become all but impossible. He couldn't let the future break the present.

He smiled as [member="Geneviève Lasedri"] spoke. He didn't let the flattery get to his head, but he did let the feelings behind the words come through. He could guess that she was proud and that some was showing. There was a lot of be proud of, not of him certainly, but instead what had been accomplished. He could see for a moment parts of the past fly into his mind. The Rebellion had done well surviving almost anything that had been dished out to them. The failure of the assault on Makeb, that incident with the hive virus on that planet he couldn't recall, and the loss of a base.

He was glad to see this day. The Rebels could finally step out of the shadows and come into the light. No longer would they have to hide from the larger factions in the galaxy. He doubted he would see the day though, that day when the Rebels at last free the galaxy from the likes of the Sith and the Empires. He certainly did hope that someday he would be remembered, not for his days in crime, but if anything his time with the Rebels. There was some pride, it leaked out and he knew that while it would need to be removed again it was a pleasant feeling to have it again.

Her jibe about the doors made Corruck laugh. A foreign noise to him, it had been so many years since the last time he had been able to find a reason to laugh. "Had to pull apart some old ships' blast doors, had them melted down and reset into a larger door. It covers the entire entrance but it won't take as much to break through it as a regular blast door." He held the response in a somewhat serious matter, however he let the bits of humor that would have come out to show in his eyes. It was good to see the fruits of all their labors beginning to show.
 
Objective: Prepare plans for a new shipyards

After being sworn in, Armand bid farewell to the Mayor and took a speeder to the nondescript offices where the shipyard planning was to happen. He entered the conference room quietly and signaled to the lead engineer to continue his presentation on the Station to be built and not stop for him. The Hapan doctor checked the agenda on his datapad and could see that after the lead engineer took the room through the blueprints, a working session was scheduled with all of them to hash out the plans and poke holes in any potential weak areas.

Armand had been reading up on the dust storms that plagued Praesitlyn and wondered if that needed to be factored into the plans. That type of dust could erode the ships' hulls and make routine maintenance hazardous if there wasn't the right kind of protection. Not to mention take off and landing procedures. He listened until the presentation ended.

The lead engineer asked the room: "Any questions?"

[member="Thane Drexel"] [member="Geneviève Lasedri"]
 
Thane, being the only member of the Alliance to attend the meeting for the construction crews, he felt like he was now the technical ambassador to the project manager. He rose and bowed to the engineers and took his datapad full of the details and turned to leave.


In the doorway stood a man of official standing. He seemed like some sort of Public Official, Thane figured. As he passed him, Thane nodded in acknowledgement.


Evening sir.


Command, this is Wild T, on my way back with the completed details of the project. Rendezvous in twenty, out. He sent a comm to [member="Corruck Kazen"] and @Geneviève Lasedri once he was around the corner and away from the others.
 

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