Return of the Republic

[Solan Charr]

[member="Yasha Mantis"]

Solan stood there, listening to the words from both of them, his eyes staring between the two before finally sighing.

She asked for assurances, from a Republic. A nation that does not attack first, one that had a treaty with them and one that does not conquer land. Edric's brow twitched when she said that and he had to look away and breath out. He gathered his thoughts before finally speaking, careful to control his tone and his face.

"You come here, threaten the Republic and ask for assurances. You want some assurances? My ships are literally sitting here, unable to defend themselves. The fleets locations are being transferred to your people on your planet. We have a treaty with you and expressed the wanting for a defensive pact even if what I am being told is correct. We were not the ones that attacked you, then looked for peace and for a close relation after. You have attacked us once without warning and now today you come here with an armada, threaten the people of this planet and my few ships over open communications, and expect us to trust YOU."

He stared and shook his head.

"With all due respect Mandalor, you have come asking for reasons to trust the Republic, when it has done nothing to earn your ire. It has not talked with your enemies, it has not attacked those that support you. I myself have a daughter that is in your clans. We have Mandalorians in the Republic that call this place home. You are the closest thing to an ally the Republic had, even if no such pact existed. And you came today with only a irrational fear that the Republic would just do the one thing it never so much as thought of doing. These planets asked for us to return, and we voted on the matter. The vote was public and your intelligence corp, if you have one, is filled with morons if they could not pass on that fact..."

"Declare your war if you think the Republic would attack you, declare your war if you think they would help you. But all you have done today is create fear in a people who right now, saw hope in coming back to the core. Hope that we would be closer and be able to better trade with the peoples we thought were honorable and carried themselves with a warrior's caution. All this has shown is the warlust of a berserker."

"Please leave the system if you intend to continue asking for assurances and promises, because you will not find them today. The people of the republic would think you only mean to break whatever words you have come to speak. I wish you health Mandalor, and I pass that onto your Vod. You have nothing to fear from the Republic, and have only given the Republic reason to fear and distrust mandalorians once more."

With that he ended the communication, but did not order his ships to change how they rested in the space above Carida. The Mandalor could choose to fire, or leave. She only created a sense of distrust towards her people and empire in being here today.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra waited with Harley in the conference room prepared, drinking from a flask that she removed from the silver robes she had grown accustom to wearing a long time ago. A small ashlan wolf perched on her left shoulder and waiting as it sat there with her, acting as a second set of eyes and ears. She held no weapons, with the exception of the staff that leaned against the back wall and was not in her hands, nor anywhere nearby them.

The people she was to meet today was an odd assortment, made up of an Echani, a Kuati, a Silver Jedi, and someone she has no idea as to the origins of.

[member="Spencer"] was the one she was most comfortable with entertaining, as it was someone she herself had followed a long time back. While not directly, the woman was still queen of her father's homeworld, and by extension Alexandra's homeworld. She wanted to see how this woman operated and what had caused an old friend of hers to stand by Eshan when the republic fell, atleast until his own life was claimed.

There was also the man from Kuat, [member="Ferron Troste"]. This was a man Alexandra knew little about but was curious on as she was certain he was not the same that had run Kuat during the old days. It caused interest to boil up from her gut and seize on her mind, cause her to analyze this man in the short time she had gotten to take a weight of the man.

Then there was [member="Jyoti Nooran"], who she knew plenty about but could say nothing in particular on. The woman was a member of the Silver Jedi, a resident of Kiribi, which Alexandra did not care as much on considering the situation, and had connections with the planet of Carida itself. She could say nothing to explain the reasoning behind their return to the planet, but she could atleast talk with the woman and assure any worries.

Lastly, [member="Primarch Iedolas"], a man she knew nothing about, and nothing in regards to his home. It caused her to pause in any talks with the man, having him directed to the same conference room as the rest. Something involving an alliance, a thing she could not promise as that was the Republic's decision, not hers as more or less a PR officer for the time.

So she waited, waiting for those who would respond to the directions to arrive and to speak with these people who presented her with such an interesting situation.

 

[Karacan Rigten]

[member="Alexandra Feanor"]


After arriving to the aforementioned designation - the building he was requested to enter - Ferron proceeded inside. Most of his small guard detachment stayed outside, only two accompanying him. He liked this, actually. The Republic didn't seem to own this planet, as he was not immediately escorted. Not that he would have disliked a Republic soldier guarding him, or watching, but he liked that the Republic was a guest here, like himself.

Once inside, he was pointed in the direction to the room where Alexandra was located. As appropriately, he continued to the room he was guided to, with his KSF escort, and softly entered the room. Inside, he noticed that there were a couple others already within. His reasons for being here were not critical to the current moment, so he stayed silent and let everyone speak what they needed until he would have his moment. He took a seat, calmly, and his troopers stood behind him, as usual. He gave a nod to those in the room, not actually knowing who Alexandra was, but for everyone else, well.... Ferron hid nothing of his identity from the Holonet, as he had nothing to hide.