Eternal Father
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Muunilinst
"Milord, the logistics of such an undertaking..."
"The logistics do not concern me, Magnate, only results."
The Muun official winced at the Emperor's words, but he knew better than to continue arguing what was already a foregone conclusion. As the emergent threat on the Empire's southwestern border continued to escalate, the Emperor and his councilors had deemed it a prudent necessity to prepare defenses in order to better withstand the coming storm. Among the myriad of orbital defenses being towed, or in some cases constructed, in orbit of worlds such as Prefsbelt IV, Yaga Minor, Scipio, Mygeeto, and Morishim, the Emperor had also issued an edict of evacuation to these same worlds and many others along the border. Troop transports were briefly converted into civilian vessels to facilitate this vast exodus further towards the Empire's center, while an entire blockade of warships was placed along hyperspace and subspace lanes between the worlds. The Emperor himself had come to Muunilinst to oversee the efforts personally, his visage visible from an elevated platform as civilians were hurdled towards the transports.
"When the enemy comes, they will find little purchase. The civilian population will be placed out of harm's way for the coming struggle, and the Empire can fight to its full extent." The Emperor looked back to the Magnate, bright copper halos burrowing into the alien's own eyes. "And when the fighting had subsided, we can rebuild and allow the displaced to return to their homes. They may not understand the necessity now, but in time they will come to praise and revere what we have done for them." The Muun bowed his head, still clearly not a hundred percent pleased with what the Emperor was telling him, but he would not stand in his way. "Very well, my Emperor. If you will give me leave, I must aid with the evacuation." The Emperor waved the Muun away and continued to stand in silence as he watched the cacophonous roar of the evacuation continue around him.
It had not seemed possible that the Empire could be threatened on this front, it was their most defended and most loyal portion. Nevertheless, the Empire would not be slow to prepare for the enemy. From the reconnaissance reports, they had taken up residence on Nirauan; where the Emperor had spent many days consorting with the short-lived Empire of the Hand in the days before the revival of the Chiss Ascendancy. The Empire knew that space well, it had been thoroughly mapped during that time. Some of their older waystations still existed out that way, and they had become indispensable as a method by which to monitor the rebel movements. When the attack did come, the Empire would not be caught unaware.
He briefly glanced up towards the sky, the sight of so many ships nearly blocking out the light from the nearby star.