skin, bone, and arrogance
It should have been a simple, straight-forward operation.
A group of Senators -- Natasi Fortan included -- had sponsored the confirmation of Amelia von Sorenn to the position of Supreme Commander of the Galactic Alliance Defense Force. The position had been filled by interims for too long now. Bean-counting, navel-gazing bureaucrats had their time and place, to be certain, but the Senator from the Renascent Republic did not believe that a hot war with the Mandalorian Enclave and sprouting conflicts across the galactic stage was that time or that place. The moment called for a steady hand, a determined spirit, and a capable leader, not an accountant.
Yes, it should have been simple, and perhaps it would be, Natasi mused as she left her office in the Senate building, en route to the Senate floor. Stranger things happened at sea. And yet -- like anything else, Natasi couldn't help but feel that matters had a way of overcomplicating themselves, particularly when the Senate was concerned, and doubly so when it involved some kind of authority or power.
Natasi greeted her aide at the pod and entered, moving to the podium to signal her intent to be recognized. She was on the agenda for the day, after all, as sponsor.
Moments later, the pod was humming softly as it floated into orbit around the Chair's podium, and the Senatoe from the Renascent Republic activated her microphone. "Madame Speaker. Fellow Senators and representatives. I rise today on a matter of importance and urgency: the filling of the leadership of our defense forces. During this Senate's term, our galaxy has become a more dangerous place. The reasons for this are largely outside of our control. We cannot control the bloodthirst of the Sith, nor the brutality of the Mandalorian Enclave. We can bend neither allies nor enemies to our will, and -- for the moment -- it appears the Galactic Alliance is alone as a substantial bulwark against the growth of these troubling groups."
Natasi turned her head to clear her throat so that the microphone didn't pick it up, then turned back to it. "After the retirement of the previous esteemed and capable Director of the Senate Intelligence Agency, the interim director oversaw a complacency in the agency that led to our nation being blindsided by the Mandalorian Enclave's actions against our territory and our people. I would like to say we have taken a lesson from that, and will recognize the wisdom in filling the position of Supreme Commander, an individual who will not only lead the brave beings of the Defense Forces, but liaise with the Chancellor, the Defense Committee, and other senior members of our government to ensure that we are well-equipped and well-prepared to face down the challenges we see now, and those that even now are rising to confront us. To that end, I place a motion on the floor of this august body to confirm the nomination Amelia von Sorenn to the position of Supreme Commander by a vote of the Senate."
She paused and inclined her head, surveying her colleagues briefly, as if sussing out which would be likely to offer a second. "I yield and respectfully reserve the remainder of my time." Natasi deactivated her microphone and stepped away, so that other members could state their views.
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