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The Galactic Coalition (Open to all Ession, Mandos, and Silvers)

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Graxin just stared at the girl.

"Are you an idiot? Have you not listened to a word I've said?"



[member="Felix Sin"]
 

Rexus Drath

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[member="Graxin Rade"]

Rexus nodded his head in agreement and backed up his archlord

"Grax, she is but a child. There are much more important topics at hand than feeble minded children." Rex said with a bit of anger towards the kid [member="Felix Sin"]

"There's the whole the end is nigh thing going on." He said with a smile to try and calm his friend
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Felix Sin"]

Alexandra rose a brow at both Graxin's words, which for the most part she agreed with but for a singular one, it was after all the Jedi that had caused such a power spike in the Sith after the betrayal of so many Jedi masters... including a few that she could call up on a moments notice into a trap but that was for another time. With that she discarded her hood and looked at Felix, a wide and somewhat dark smile as orange flecks showed in her eyes, Hel coming to the surface as she spoke and the darker version of her laughed. Her voice twisted itself, both her own calm and collected voice mixing with Hel's harsh and venomous. "Excuse me, I do not see your shadow whelp here, perhaps he should be invited next time before you speak for him, no?" Her eyes turned to Graxin, the flecks still there as Hel remained in control for the moment. "You are right, Archlord, on several points, but might i point out the Sith gained so much of their power from betrayal after betrayal like yours. How many Jedi turned to the Sith this week for power, ten? Twenty? Yes, i agree that this Coalition must happen and yes i agree that the logistics are.... astronomical. But should the very nation that is being destroyed not be here too, where are the Jedi and the Republic that you so left yourself?" She waved her hand and laughed the sharp laugh she did as she looked at Strider Garon and [member="Ordo"], blinking for a moment before the flecks finally disappeared and Alex's voice returned to normal. "Perhaps we should hurry this, as the relative of the distant Shadow King has said Manaan is already in Death's Noose. It is only a matter of time before Mandalore, Eclipsta, and all the other worlds are swallowed up with it, I say you burn them all and proudly impale their corpses from their Imperial Palace."
 
[member="Felix Sin"]

The scowl on the old man's gruff and scared face was focused upon this representative of the Empire of Shadows, Or what ever they called themselves. The anger boiled as she berated one of his co authors to this Coalition with vicious accusations that had no bearings on this single meeting.

"Listen!" The old man growled, his finger pointed at Felix and then pointed to the Bridge's blast doors "Your done! I am far too old to be sitting here and listening to the likes of you waste my precious time. So, leave, and report back to your..... shadow thingy of a government that you have failed in your diplomacy. I don't know what outcome that shall have for your tiny empire. But don't be coming back here looking for our aid."

Then he looked back to the others at the table " You all here willing stand against the One Sith. That is all that combines us. I am not foolish to dilute you with falsehoods about promised victory or what the future will entail. But I do make one promise. If we do not unite, we will be picked off one by one till we all are bowing to some Dark Force Wizzard with a red saber and a bad attitude brought upon by daddy and mommy issues. Now if any of you want to follow The Shadow Empire on the way out of the door and face this threat on your own. By all means, leave with Felix!"

He would give them all a good stare with his old worn eyes that have seen decades of violence "Now on the subject of the Republic, my Mand'alor is on a diplomatic mission with them as I speak. They will not fight the Sith threat alone "
 

Crucius Sin

A Sin That Shifts
Crucius stood from his seat, hidden in the shadows of the bridge. He'd stayed out of the conversation until now, but the tide was against his niece now. That was unacceptable. He addressed the person he respected the least out of the assembled: The Archlord Rade.

"You, Archlord, are the most amusing hypocrite I have ever seen. You named yourself with the most ridiculous title out of everybody here, had the utter idiocy to poison your mind with ancient secrets that belong in tombs, and now stand here after threatening my nephew's planets. So, shut up. You do not have the power to do anything but grovel to your sister to use whatever pull she has. And thankfully, she was able to. "

He looked at the Garon man, who seemed to be the leader of the group of Mandalorians here.

"You, Field Marshal Garon, are representing the only thing even marginally close to a rival empire to the Sith. Pull yourself the fuck together. If we unite to attack as one, we will die. The death of the Sith is the death of a thousand cuts. There is no other method that works. Genocide, allies, imperialist idealism... None of this has worked before. The Republic is two steps from its own death, and helping them only guarantees that we will by caught in the shrapnel. Rebuild, and then come back and point your army at our enemy."

He sighed heavily, throwing his shades from his face to show the red of his eyes. With a pointed look at the Grey Order's representatives, he gazed around the table.

"The Shadow Empire does not have its own distractions to deal with. That woman's insult to my nephew is only that - an insult. The only threat to us lies on Coruscant, among the legions of Sith gathering as we speak. We are discussing a war that is happening only ten minutes' hyperspace travel away. We are not combined by any means. This meeting is simply a declaration of upcoming war upon our enemies. The One Sith and their direct allies are the only enemy to fight right now. The Moross and the like are uninterested. Sith that are not of the One Empire are not targets to be chased down. They are not the enemy. Many of them hate the majority of their order for better reasons than you, Mister Garon, or you, Preliat Mantis. And especially you, Arch- karking- Lord Rade."

His expression turned into a rather venomous smile, and he tilted his head at the leader of the Ession Reformation.

"Now, if you were so set on rallying empires into this war, why did you leave your Republic to burn? A paradox that I cannot wrap my mind around, if you'll all excuse my lack of manners."

@all of you

This is getting so fun...
 
"Your passive aggression towards Graxin is taking focus off your main point, boy!" Strider snarled at the other Sin that appeared from the shadows. "All those that Join the Coalition will be of equal leader in this force through the makings of a council. Graxin and I are only father's to this idea it will be you all that will lead it, partake in it and if need be..... bleed for it." His eyes glared deep into [member="Crucius Sin"] "Put aside your petty differences and personal gripes and focus at the task on hand or follow your niece out the door as well"

"But you are right, new tactics will have to be made to go against them and we will. Right now we have to see what we have to work with. So Crucius! Are you here to take in the possibility of union or you and your kin just here to berate Graxin?"
 
"YOU WILL BE SILENCED, YOU STUPID GIRL."


The wolf stood up. The wolf stared at [member="Felix Sin"]. He hated everything about her in this moment. He wanted to kill her. Any force sensitive in the room could not read his mind, but they could sense his emotions. Sense the ocean of rage, the deep wells of hate shooting forth. He glared at [member="Crucius Sin"] when he talked to [member="Strider Garon"]. He told him to pull himself together. Clearly, the man had not met Preliat.


Preliat's fist came crashing down on the table, a single index finger jolted at Crucius."The Army of Light did what was needed to be done. If you think the Sith will be permanently removed from the galaxy, you're a fool and a dreamer. The nature of the force means that there will always be a dark side."He pointed out the large windows, curling his fist inwards as he looked into the wild yonder of space."But we have the ability to crush them, together. And, as stated before, there is talks with the Republic to join this coalition. You speak of saying that the only threat to you lies on Coruscant, when in fact, it lies at the very essence of the force. You're telling me that you only fear the One Sith and their allies?"Preliat bare his teeth, speaking through them.


"There are greater things in this galaxy to fear than them. We, might as well be the vanguards against them."Preliat aggressively leaned forward."Many people can come and steamroll your entire existence. Keep that in mind. The Moross and the others will either fall in line, stay out of the way, or pick a side. I care little for which."Preliat's hands rapped on the table, as they found their way back near his wife and the table. He kept them near her, in case he lost control of himself and decided to launch himself at Crucius. Aditya was a capable woman, she could exert enough strength to restrain him."Now, are you going to insult my friends and the fine company here, or am I going to have to show you to the door?"Preliat was careful not to directly threaten a representative of the government.


"You people and your petty feuds disgust me, by the way."
 

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Graxin didn't have much to say. He only nodded in thanks to Strider, and wrote a short post because he was on his phone.

"I was voted Archlord." He grunted. "And if you have nothing to contribute, it's best you leave."




[member="Crucius Sin"] [member="Strider Garon"]
 
The Zabrak raised a brow, just staring between the people and the arguments. You'd think he'd be all in for that, being who he was. Yet he was the calm one throughout it all. To Krest, it was ironic. And he laughed.

"So! How about we all sit down and relax for a moment or two. The Archlord here brought up the meeting, and so far he hasn't really been able to say much, other than explaining something to myself, and telling the Shadow Empire to leave." He'd cast a glance to the named party. "Which I suggest you do. But anyway, back to.. Well. They're not happier discussions, but ones that actually mean something, yes?"

[member="Graxin Rade"]
[member="Preliat Mantis"]
[member="Strider Garon"]
[member="Crucius Sin"]
[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
[member="Rexus Drath"]
[member="Felix Sin"]
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Crucius Sin

A Sin That Shifts
Something about the light, or possibly something about Crucius changed at that moment. What had, a moment ago, been anger turned into cold amusement at the man across the table from him.

"I speak only of the One Sith, because they are the most immediate and most pertinent threat to the empires parading their egos here. The Moross, as well as the Fringe and the Imperial Remnant are not our problems right now. Neither is the Dark Side. The Force exists in conflict, as do you, and all of your culture, Field Marshal. None of us are anything to the Force. But that is nothing we can fix, is it?"

He looked at the Zabrak man... Krest, was his name? And he smirked at the Field Marshal again.

"No, I'm not leaving, thank you. I'm simply correcting a mistaken assumption before it turns into an error that may have us getting overrun. "

He did agree, though, that they had to get back to the real issue. He nodded respectfully at the two Mandalorians who seemed to feel insulted at his words. Possibly with good reason.

"As my niece was saying, the Mandalorian Empire was the first of us, here, to assemble any kind of organized offensive against the One Sith. That is as it should be. They possess greater armies than anybody else in the galaxy, barring the One Sith themselves. The Shadow Empire is already performing reconnoissance and minor raids on Coruscant on our own. I will not lie, and tell you that we do not have our own reasons for doing so, but we may be able to share what information on the Sith defenses we find. That is all the action anybody at this table has directly taken against the One Sith. Does anybody disagree with this?"

[member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member='Krest'] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Rexus Drath"] @everybody else
 

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She let her uncle speak, as he was older, and had more wisdom than she to give. She felt greatly insulted, these idiots had no idea who they were speaking to. As of late, the Shadow Empire, and the mandos had been the only ones to openly declare war on the One Sith. With the Queen arising to the front to show face, action had to be taken, and action was being taken. It was like these men were daft of the point the one who should be, but could not was fighting this war already. None appreciated it, they were selfish in their own rights, and yes so was the Shadow Empire.
@Krest @Graxin Rade [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Strider Garon"]

She looked at Garon, and a sad tone came out of her mouth. "We are bleeding for this cause...you have no idea how much my kin are bleeding for this...nor do I know how much yours is...I am sorry..." She stood up, and bowed. "Please..Archlord, forgive me...I am..a little emotional as Romeo has not had contact with us since the attack started...in all honesty...I am scared...I am scared the One Sith will come this way and take everything we have worked for...I am afraid we are too late...I pray we are not." She looked back at her uncle, then the Mandos.
"Forgive my rash attitude..." She fixed herself, and sat back down. "You will be pleased that we have good news...we have devices to find this..Queen, and her kingdom. We would..like the Mandalorians help in setting up the devices, and search for her...we would be eternally grateful for it.."
 
Preliat Mantis said:
"The Sith need to burn."

"I have a plan to wipe out the Sith, but I doubt any of you in the room would be comfortable pulling it off, or be able to sleep at night."Preliat slowly looked upwards, bringing out a small projector. It was Dromund Kaas, images taken from the surface of the planet. After [member="Captain Larraq"] single-handedly destroyed the planet.


"This is how you stop the Sith. This is how I would stop the Sith. Nothing short of an annihilation."He sat down and looked at the various Mandalorians and Imperial, and whatever-come-you people in the room. [member="Catherine Romanov"], [member="Bard of the Hyperlanes"], all of them. Mandalorians. His brothers and sisters. But would they be able to actually destroy the Sith? To put them down for good?


"This time, we need to not just stamp out the fire and leave the embers. We need to extinguish them. Make them regret ever taking Coruscant. Ever coming out of their hidey-holes. We need to burn them. We need to kill them. I do not approve of taking Sith prisoners."A hateful, obvious glare sprang forth towards Ordo."It's more practical and effective to destroy them on every level. No mercy. No prisoners. That is what I believe this will take. If you disagree, I implore you to look at history and see for yourself what happens when they are not wholly destroyed."

From deep within the depths of alcohol and videogames that currently occupied Larraq's time, a burning sensation spread throughout the Mandalorian's ears. Without rhyme or logical reason, his eyes were torn from Skyrim and drawn to the mantleplace of highschool nostalgia that adorned his wall. At the center of the collection of accomplishments was a chunk of rock, a few trophies and awards, and a mountain of love notes from some sociopath named [member="Preliat Mantis"] proclaiming himself to be Larraq's 'biggest fan.'

Larraq shuddered involuntarily before returning to his videogames, blaming alcohol for making him check his tags.
 
Ana spoke up from the group. She was getting sick of people being wishy-washy. There was no time for it in her book. One minute your all on board with the idea of working together to stop the Sith and the next your not and insulting my family. So, are you truly in? This is not a game." Ana paused once again with a sigh. She didn't have the time or the energy for people on the fence. They were either in or out.

Ana also did not have time for this girl's pity party about how many they had loss. She ought to learn how to control herself. She had despite her upbringing. The girl had no idea what the Sith were capable of and being scared was fine. Was she here to fight with them or just derail this whole thing.

"If you are with us than let us get back to the task at hand. As we sit here arguing the Sith grow closer killing billions as they do so. Experimenting on the rest or making them their pets. So either your in or your out. Make up your mind because I grow tired of discussing this in a committee, I want action."

Ana felt the need to speak out in order to hopefully get this meeting running faster. She hated sitting around in a bloody meeting when she knew what the Sith and friends were doing.
 
Aaden first ignored the words of the bard. For someone so intelligent, he had an amazing way of continuing to waste oxygen with his pointless comments that did nothing to further the conversation and only cause deeper divisions. And at a meeting that was meant to bring people together in unity no less. Moving on, he listened in disbelief to the outbursts and accusations that were hurled back and forth between the different parties.

Some accusing others of inaction...despite being at a meeting meant to organize themselves into an effective force meant to stem the tide of the Sith. Still other saying some only wanted to rule the galaxy themselves. 'Ice' stayed close by Ana's side and nodded his head in agreement at her words, words which took him by surprise a bit as she had been silent up till then. Nevertheless, they were words he couldn't agree more with if he tried. Once he was sure she had finished speaking her piece, he stepped back up.

"I think we can all agree we need to stand together. I think we can all agree the Sith need to be destroyed one way or another. So instead of focusing on the "what ifs" that could possibly, maybe happen after they are destroyed. Let's focus on the first problem. One step at a time. The Sith. We know currently they are trying to take Manaan. So what is to be done? Where is the first place we should counterattack? Is there anything we need before we can counterattack? Once we know this, then we can work on logistics, manpower, and costs." Turning toward [member="Strider Garon"] and [member="Graxin Rade"] , he gave a small nod of his head, hoping the others can maintain control of themselves long enough for the meeting to make actual progress. "Sirs. As you two are the organizers of this meeting, what are your opinions? Do you have any proposed targets we can consider?"

[member="Anastasia Rade"] | @All others.
 
These Sins or whatever they called themselves that were representing a Faction called the Shadow Empire were just wasting his time and everyone else's. He could capture Manda knows how many bounties at this moment. And when you were wasting Vilaz's time then you're also successfully pissing him off. He threw his cigarette to the very floor of the bridge with such rage and might. Whenever you see this act you better believe that something up is going to happen. He had some authority within him due to his rank among the vode.

"Y'all wasting my damn, motherfething Redneck time!" He yelled out loud and was looking directly at the representatives of the the Sins. "And when y'all doing crap like that yer just makin' me wanna put my beskad up your shebs. One stupid ass word from any yer piehole and imma place my boot up in ya!" Disgust was upon his face and these Sins were lucky that his older brother wasn't here. There would already be a fight, no doubt about it.

It just took one little poke before Vilaz would punch at these representatives. Maybe they wanted a taste from his Rally Master's crushgaunts, his Fett-Kal knife and his WESTAR 34 pistols he had on him.

"And greater armies my ass, Crucius. Ever seen a Mando fight? Keep what yer doin' and I'll show ya."

[member="Aaden Renolds"] [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Captain Larraq"] [member="Felix Sin"] [member="Crucius Sin"] [member="Krest"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Rexus Drath"]
 

Ashin Varanin

Professional Enabler
"So far," said the Mando in the back, "I'm hearing an awful lot of talk from folks who haven't done much. I've been runnin' guns to resistance groups in One Sith territory, denyin' assets to Sith Lords, workin' with the Underground an' scoutin' their territory in the Unknown Regions. Now that's half me bragging, half me telling you whiny lot to get off your collective shebs if you want to be taken seriously, and the third half is me telling you there's enough information available to move from speeches to action."

She moved in and tossed a set of datacards on the table; the cards scattered, available to many.

"Right there you've got scans of the system defenses, occupied shipyards, an' songsteel ore mines in the Asahi system. You've got a metric fethton of internal data on the defenses of the Krayt Industries antimatter processing station in Coruscant orbit. You've got debriefs from rescued POWs that got a good look at the top dogs in the One Sith. You've got the Jedi report on the new Valley of the Dark Lords on Coruscant, an' the Force nexus there. You've got data on a poison that only works on Darksiders. And this is just what me and my family have put together in the last little while by getting out there an' doing things rather than talkin' about it. Use it how you will, if you're gonna do anything at all.

"Like, feth, do the Mandos have to do everything for you?"
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra laughed to herself at the Mention of Krayt, apparently it seemed that there was something about her company, a certain company that was already heading more for business over alliances, but she knew saying something now would be all too wrong. So she kept quiet and waited to see if they would actually do something to her new antimatter plant.. and with that thought she suddenly remembered she still had a deal with one Feena mason to make, perhaps after this or not, who even knows. She was just curious if these people would attack a company simply because of who buys its ships.
 

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She tapped her uncle lightly on the on the shoulder, and smiled at him. "We are moving forward to begin surveillance operations then. You want actions done...we will give you where to strike." She stood up, and looked at everyone, it was obvious the mandos were all ignorant, or savages. They were all stuck on attacking in blunt force, and the fact that Graxin was from the same company as this lot just showed what was happening here. Mandos hated answering questions, she had learned that much.
"Come on uncle." She turned on her heel, and left the room. She had had enough of the apes in this room. No wonder the Silver Jedi decided to stay back. They knew this would have happened probably. Smart people. Felicia sighed as she walked towards the hangar. "They speak high, and mighty, and are all about family, but only their family. They respect nothing, but money, and blood.." She said to herself as she walked down the hall. "Stupidity was strong in that room." She shrugged. "Let them call us names, and insult us." She pulled a comlink that would give her a straight link to Noctis. "Cousin, pull our fleets back. The meeting proved what we wanted to know." The empire would have nothing to do with this coalition. They would help outside such things.
 
[member="Alec Rekali"] was the breath of fresh air Ginnie loved to see around. She smirked and stepped up to the fellow teen, leaning against the table. "'Course we gotta do everything for them, Alec. They're pigeons in a shriek-hawk nest. I don't see why we need the lot of them. Can't we just hand pick the useful ones to bring with us when we smack the Sith around?"

The girl hopped up to sit on the table and held an info chit in her hand. "Need someone to go with and do more spying, Ms. Smarts?"

Ginnie waved as Felix Sin left, good riddance. "Gee, you adults complicate everything. Go do stuff. Chip away at them. Stop wingeing and whining about who gets whom and what it means after. I see Ession. I see the threat. Guess what? If anybody's stupid enough to come against us Mando'ade, we'll liquefy your young into a fine paste, then use them to paint omens of impending death on your walls. . . ew. Gross."

Behind the buy'ce, the girl's face squidged.
 

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