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

[Ginnie Dib]

[member="Preliat Mantis"] had the murder glint in his eye again. Aditya rolled hers, taking her husband's hand and staying beside him. The last thing they needed was Ginnie Ordo going Flame On and then Preliat going nuts in a pink mist. She watched people leave, listened to [member="Alec Rekali"]'s good sense and wished for all her wishing that the Mandalorians didn't need to pair with these people.

With any of them. "[member="Vilaz Munin"] is right. What do we actually need these mooks for?"

Any at all.

"I don't like this, Eli." She whispered to her husband. "I don't trust the Order of the Grey. Didn't we want to run them off our border? Why can't we do this ourselves? Pick a couple to come with us, but other then that? Let them skirmish and invade on their own. . . wait. Did you say Krayt Industries?"

Aditya took the data chip from the table and put it in her arm gauntlet. The information was called up on a small holoprojector built into the back of her beskar's gauntlet. She cocked her head to the side. "Ah, guys. . . no, really shut up. If Krayt Industries is building this thing, we have to take it out. Like, now. Now, now. We do not want them making this operational. . . gosh I'd love to get my hands on the proprietary tech. Give me five minutes with this stuff and I will blow it up in such a big conflagration I'll make Ginnie Ordo here Jealous."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Aditya Mantis"]

"Vod, that's built. Sith seed money, Sith product, Sith territory. My grandpa got that by raiding the joint solo and taking down the local Sith Master. Krayt's a Titan spinoff, and the last info I had was that it was run by One Sith."

 

[Ginnie Dib]

[member="Alec Rekali"]

"Then we blow it up. If it's following these specs, it'll blow up worse than Preliat at family Life Day parties. . . . sorry dear." She patted Preliat's hand and eyed the young Rekali. "Coruscant isn't that far off from Atrisian space... Oh Titan Industries, how I wish I could smack them one, two or seven." A plan was formulating. Industrial sabotage was something Aditya could handle. Armies? Naw. Not so much.

"Remind me to send a card and flowers to your Gramps, by the way. This info is amazing. . . have you guys seen this? I'm geeking out right here. I could take this plant out with a paper clip, a ball of twine and a jittery droid with a manifold problem. . . well I could and I couldn't. I ain't dumb enough to go on missions in my condition."

She stroked the swelling beskar plates over her pregnant belly and shrugged. "But I could teach a fast learner and guide them through."

 

[Ginnie Dib]

"Explosions? Blowing things up? I can do it! I can!" Ginnie raised her hand straight up and hopped off the table.

"I volunteer to blow things up as long as it's okay with my Mom and Dad. Daddy? Mommy? Can I? Can I go blow Sith Factories up?" Her helm glanced over at [member="Alec Rekali"] after she asked [member="Ordo"] and [member="Rianna be Ar'klim"] about the potential conflagrations. "What other targets you got we could accomplish together, Vod?"

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alex didn't like this and got up to leave. "Krest if you will excuse me, my child seems to be a bit active at the moment." It was time she left, and already finding her hand was the comm link directly linked to Eve. "Get the ship ready, we are leaving."

 

[Shalita Verd]

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The lit cigarette sat within the grasp of her right fingers as she listened to all of the talk that seemed to be surrounding her. Ever since the start of the meeting, she had taken a seat in one of the many chairs. Syn was leaned far back into the chair, so far back that the chair only rested on two legs, while her booted feet was propped up onto the table top before her. The only thing that everyone within the room had decided upon, was the fact that they all wanted to stamp out the Sith. Two men had decided to take up the main floor or so it seemed, while everyone else fired off possible costs and what might be needed for such a thing. A humoured smirk caressed her pale, pink painted lips the moment that someone mentioned blowing up the Sith and a woman jumped up to eagerly express her interest in such a task. Slowly, she drew the cigarette back to her lips and inhaled the toxic fumes. It was then that she took the cigarette back into the fingers of her right hand and drew the cigarette from her lips so then she could exhale the toxic fumes.

Patience, was the word that rang within her mind clear as day amongst her very own thoughts upon the topic. A few seemed eager to express their out-rage and she briefly wondered as to whether they were just as easily angered out upon the battlefield. Especially Preliat and Strider. Anyone that spoke out against them, were quickly berated until they were, as the two figured, put back into line. She had heard of someone already questioning the fact that more might arise from the carnage that they would possibly create should they go ahead with their plan. Not a lot of people were actually thinking about the after-math, except for Kest. If it was anything that the woman knew, was the fact that no death didn’t have an impact on someone. They could also hit the homelands of where the Sith were known to occupy, but then, not every Sith were likely to be within the homeland of where their home resided. They could, for instance be elsewhere and for all they knew, the Sith could very well have a spy among their ranks. However, everyone did seem to know one another already amongst them.

Her deep blue hues fell to view the burning end of the cigarette held within her fingers as she simply listened with reflection within the fore-front of her mind. Finally a sigh caressed her lips as she lifted her gaze to view the men known as Strider and Preliat. “Have we even considered the after-math of such an annihilation? Of the many loose ends that would still be floating around the galaxy? Not every Sith is going to be lingering within their homeland, some will be out doing…” She paused long enough to wave her left hand randomly in the air to put importance to what she was saying. “Whatever it is that Sith do. Not to mention that Sith are created and influenced by their surroundings, they are not born. Are we also going to blow up any place that has criminals lurking within? I’m sure that not even your own homelands are free of criminals. A desperate man, will steal food in order to survive. That man might be caught and placed on trial where he is persecuted, leaving behind a bitter and hungry family where one of them might be force-sensitive. What do you think will happen when that force-sensitive grows up with that hate and anger burning throughout their veins?” A brow was perked before a slight shake of her head was given and she returned her attention back to her cigarette.

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Preliat Mantis"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Synthea Trills"]

"A Sith Lord told me once that lone Sith break cities and cantinas, but allied Sith break worlds and sectors. A little trite, but I mean, we've all seen the aftermath of the Sith Empire's collapse a couple years ago -- the Sith stayed underground for a good while, until the new folks 'unveiled themselves after centuries of patience.'" She air-quoted vigorously. The One Sith had never impressed her. "In the last, oh, year or so they've taken Empress Teta, Coruscant and Alderaan, and beat back major attempts to retake those worlds usin', frankly, the most advanced militaries in the galaxy. I think we've all seen that most Sith are fundamentally cowards and followers. Scattering them to the winds is bad, but it's waaay better than leavin' them united to conquer en masse."

 

[Atlas Kane]

Corvus had stood in the background most of the time, letting others discuss most of the concerns and suggestions made. He had never liked politics, it was all too much passive-aggressive back and forth between people pretending to like each other and only out for their own power. Even when he had witnessed people unite against a common enemy, it had all been for their own power. However, this time there was actual progress, people were actually co-operating, rather than just shouting obscenities at each other, save for one blunder earlier that is. The others were doing great, theorizing, making plans and exchanging information. It was as it should be, they had to work together if they wanted to have any hope of stopping the Sith. Even with some hostilities between the different parties assembled, he was still convinced it would work out, at least more so than he was during other meetings in the past.

After a while the topic of how to best deal with the Sith came up. It was a difficult topic, one that Corvus had spent time pondering already. He hadn't come to a definitive conclusion yet, though he had made attempts at figuring out how to fix the problem. For now he figured it'd be best to simply reinforce the notion that it was important to get the Sith threat under control first, then they could figure out how to deal with the remnants. "I agree with miss ... Rekali, was it? The biggest threat to the lives of those who are dear to us are the Sith united under one banner, rather than individual Lords who try to disrupt local governments and stir up small rebellions to gain power. We need to strike at their heart, destroy the thing that makes them powerful, otherwise they would just destroy us one by one, no matter how hard we fight. While I doubt we could wipe out the Sith threat forever, we can at least keep them from annihilating everything we know and love right now."
@Everyone'n'stuff

 

[Aaden Renolds]

'Ice' had been watching Alex closely shortly after Krayt Industries was mentioned. Having known her for a good long while now, even having served with her on a council within the Shadow Empire and now in the Corporate Alliance, he could tell when she was acting strangely. And her curious actions began at the mention of the Sith company. His mind raced back to what he knew. He knew the company had two owners. He knew one of them fairly well. The other had remained a mystery. He was aware that the partner was a master with droids. But then...wasn't she? His suspicion of her grew even more, when once it was mentioned they should destroy this antimatter facility owned by Krayt Industries, Alex suddenly turned a sour face on and got up to leave.

He quietly reached down and picked up one of the data chips offered and began to analyse the data. 'Ice' thought he might stop Alex from leaving and denounce her. But even though he had most of the pieces to the puzzle, and she being the last piece seemed to fit beyond perfectly, to call her out without endeniable proof would in the end, get him laughed out of the room. No, he wouldn't say anything just yet. He'd mention it after the meeting though, and probably keep a sharp eye out on the station to see if it "suddenly" moved. For now though, he'd remain silent and see if the meeting couldn't get back on track.

The data itself would also prove very interesting. Especially the poison, considering the different specialty poisons STI offered currently anyway. This would be a nice addition. Focusing his attention back to the meeting as a few people made their way out of it, he continued when the door shut behind them. "Sirs, Lords, Ladies, and whatever other titles are present. Might I suggest we get back to the point of this meeting? We have targets now." He said holding up a data chip for a moment. "We agree the Sith need to be destroyed. Who now will pledge their support to see this goal is accomplished?" He eyes took a turn around the room as he looked everyone over. A second later he turned toward [member="Strider Garon"] and [member="Graxin Rade"] . "STI stands ready to offer its support."

[member="Anastasia Rade"] | [member="Corvus Caligo"] | [member="Alec Rekali"] | [member="Synthea Trills"] | [member="Ginnie Ordo"] | [member="Aditya Mantis"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | @All others

 

[Darth Ferus]

The Zabrak nodded once to the Echani. She was pregnant, and such things often lead to a female needing to leave. Of course, no one in the room knew that, but.. Well. If they did, they wouldn't be trying to figure out a reason. Krest sighed as she left, knowing full well that she had just drawn unwanted attention. But, he was still there,and could easily defend her if needed.

But this talk of Sith was interesting enough. He'd clear his throat, rapping his knuckles on the table.

"The Force sensitive, especially untrained, are not sp easily hidden. This man who goes to jail for stealing food, well. We feed them in exchange for the child to join.. What ever order that we know will train them not to be Sith, be it this new, new Jedi order, or the Grey. Or even the mandalorian witches. The Sith are not immortal, and if we convert those who would be Sith into something else, then they have no future." Blue eyes would trail around the group before offering a shrug.

"The Sith are rather good at converting anyone to their cause. Why not turn that against then for once?"

@people (posted from the phone)

 

[Placeholder 0123]

Graxin breathed a heavy sigh. Strategy, while important, was not the point of this meeting. Not by a long shot. He took a short look around the room, memorizing what faces he could.

"While nothing said here is unimportant, we must remember why we have gathered " He began, his brow knit in thought. "To form a Coalition against the One Sith and its allies. My people are entirely dedicated to the notion."

He motioned to each of those from Esson present. "Some Mando'ade feel the same. Now, let's finish with this and call it to a vote for the Coaltion's formation. All in favor?"






@Everyone

 

[Rexus Drath]

The Jedi council member Rexus Drath had never worked with mandos before, he had heard tales of their bravery and he looked at this as a way to learn about new cultures all while murdering the crap out of the sith. The weak and dying Sin family wanted to suckle upon the teets of the sith then they could be destroyed along with them whilst they cowered in their homes.

Rexus stood up and looked to his friend [member="Graxin Rade"] and said "I will stand with you friend, this coalition will have my saber."

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Before anyone should agree, I think you should answer this question, Archlord [member="Graxin Rade"] . While I certainly agree about the Sith, why should anyone side with.. Well. Another Jedi group? Within the last year, as many Jedi splinter groups have come up as Sith. Explain to me what makes you different from the rest of the Jedi in this galaxy."

Krest's blue eyes focused on the boy. No, the man. Rade had certainly grown sense they last knew one another, but the question was important.

What makes these Jedi so much more special than the rest?

(forgive misspellings. This phone.)

 

[Rianna Organa]

[member="Ginnie Ordo"]

Rianna knew that [member="Ginnie Ordo"] would do very well at blowing something up, she glanced over to [member="Ordo"], "I do not mind if you go as long as [member="Alec Rekali"] watches out for you." Looking at her daughter, she thought and you come home safe ad'ika.

She had been listening to this discussion, argument, debate which ever the term would be. She did not think for one moment they could kill every sith in the galaxy, just as no one would ever be able to kill every Jedi. The force finds a way to always have both.

 

[Ginnie Dib]

Ginnie hopped up and down. [member="Rianna be Ar'klim"] let her! She said it! Daddy would follow Mom's word (as every good husband did) and Ginnie would get to take it to the Sith by blowing things up. The thirt-oh sorry almost fourteen year old, thank you very much, stood as tall as she could beside [member="Alec Rekali"] and nodded her pink buy'ce. "I will follow your lead, Ma'am! I will blow up anything you say needs blowing up. We can do serious damage and be a small team. I promise to be a great warrior. I also promise to listen to orders and to give them, too."

'I've got my Mom on my side, of course I'll come home safe. Thanks buir. I'll make you proud. The Sith will never hurt Daddy or any of our Clan again.'

The medals on her 'gam said enough. This child was for fighting. She was down and dirty and she played with guns. Teethed on them. The others seemed to be sheering off and what members left were a tighter knit group than those at the beginning. "Targets. . . Give me a list. I beg you."