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United We Stand! (Non-Combat)

Adenn thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"No, I can't say I have. It flies almost like an interceptor. From what I saw, it's pretty fast, and very maneuverable, which is good."
[member="Kalic Daws"]
 
The Miraluka just chuckled. "She basically is at this point. Modified with TIE engines, weapons, and a generator. Caller her an Ugly if ya want, but she's the best fighter I've ever flown." He then looked out to the streets. "So what exactly brought you here anyway? Never heard of you before hand, and now you're cap'n."

[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
 
Adenn chuckled at the "Caller her an Ugly if ya want" but knew he never would. "I don't care how ugly anything is, if it gets the job done. Aesthetics simply help the appearance, not always the functionality. As to why I'm here, I heard the Premiers call for help and decided, why not. As to why I'm a captain now, you'd have to ask the Premier or the King about that one. I think it might have something to do with, at least partially, dealing with Deadeye. Speaking of which, I still need to give the Premier his lightsaber back." Adenn chuckled thinking back on what he did. Then he lightly shook his head. "If you want a whole back story, that'll take a bit, after all we just met. Though, I am now interested in you, a blind pilot who is one of the best. What's your story."
[member="Kalic Daws"]
 
The roar of the parade caused Rexus to awaken from his slumber. Leaving him to wonder how he ended up in the alley. The second thing on his mind was, what the loud noise was, and where it`s coming from. He took a bacta pill, to counteract the effects of the intoxication. Allowing him to return sober rather quickly.
"Too much, too soon".
he sincerely regrets consuming the spirits. Afterwords, he picks up his bottles and empties them in a nearby trash can.
He begins to walk towards a hotel in the distance, and rents a room for himself. He pulls out his communicator and puts it on a table before turning it on. With a quick flash the hologram of a tall figure wearing a long dark coat, and with a face that was so heavily modified, it would resemble a droid pushing the boundaries of what would be human.
"Rexus i have been waiting for you to call. Have you found the location of the specified target, you were sent to retrieve."
Wheezes the figure, behind the mechanical face. "Yes master, i have found them, though i will not be able to capture the targets on my own, i request that you send five more operatives to aid me on this mission." Rexus spoke quietly,in a tone that displayed a great source of respect for the being on the other side.
"Very well, i will send the remnants of the Headhunters. Your deadline is temporarily expanded".
"Yes master Jabuta".
And with no time being wasted the figure vanished, and Rexus placed his comms back in his satchel
 
Kalic looked at the lightsaber with curiosity. So he actually managed to find it. Plus he appreciated a good ship when he saw one. [member="Adenn Kyramud"] the asked about his story. The Miraluka smiled a bit, then spoke up. "Well, I've been a spacer pretty much my whole like. Born on my parents' freighter and everything. They were killed when I was a teen, so I had to find work as a mercenary, and forced to fly a Y-TIE. She actually wasn't a horrible ship, but she was still an Ugly. Lost that one and got the Starcrest. I continued working as a merc for awhile until Harris found me and offered to bring me in here. So I've been a Fel ever since."
 
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The soldiers slowly approached the corner building where Harris and Alexander, along with his family, sat. The imperial band switched songs, the sound of trumpets now boomed down the road as the troops marching became audible, approaching. Harris and Alexander stood. The thunder of armored footsteps drew closer as Harris bent to Alexander's ear.

"Ready to salute your army. Be proud my King."

The cheers of the crowd boomed as screaming and excitement, along with crazed patriotism, boomed throughout the streets. The first troops of the first column slowly marched into view. The troops marched, kicking their feet up high as they Marched. The troops, once in view of Harris and alexander, Turned their heads and saluted as they marched. Their feet unanimously stomped down as the men in their stormtrooper armor marched in perfect unison. The troops marched straight to the very last moment before turning and making a ninety degree right turn and continuing down the road. Harris watched, still saluting as column after column of troops marched past, all returning their salute. The royal family gleaming with joy, their young daughter bouncing with excitement in her seat as Alexander II, heir to the throne, sat in amazement at the massive army passing. Harris turned to Alexander.

"Here come the blues."

The music grew even louder, drums kicking in as the center of the parade marched closer and closer. Thousands of stormtroopers had passed, and now their was a small break in the flow. There was a 15 foot gap, perfectly maintained, until troops in imperial blues, lead by Sergeant Vickers, marched slowly forwards. The the column was followed by another band, playing in synchronization the songs of the one ahead. The sea of soldiers in blue uniforms dwarfed the Fel Storm Troopers. There were about 20,000 stormtroopers, a little less than half the force, that participated. The Reserves however numbered nearly 250,000. The army dragged on forever, Harris and the king saluting all the way. Finally another small break of units. Their was a loud mechanical roar as 4 D1-T tanks roared down the street, 2x2, on their massive rubber tracks. The turrets directly ahead, the commanders of the tanks sat atop the massive turrets, smiling and saluting the Premier and King.

Following just behind, their was a surge in the cheering of the crowd as the massive legs of 4 AT-AV's, single file, marched down the street right behind the tanks. The crowd roared, clapping at the massive technological wonders. The end of the parade was finally drawing in as yet again the songs switched. The 3rd and last band Marched ahead, all in imperial Blues like the ones before. The final column, 100 men even, a sea of white. The marines in their armor stomped perhaps louder than any other single group of the entire parade. Directly behind the marines marched 4 men. 2 held up imperial flags on the outside as they marched, and the other two dressed in total black with lightsabers, trailed the entire parade of armed troops. Harris smiled and Alexander's family cheered. The crowds below were envelouped with the cheers of people who had sat for almost and hour watching. Harris' arm was tired from staying up so long.

Alexander turned to Harris, "You really do unify these people. You understand them."

"Maybe I unify them, but you hold them together. Without the Fel throne, we lie. There is no true Fel Empire, Kingdom, or any other denomination if it were not for your majesty the King and your beautiful royal family."

"Thank you Mr. Harris." Alexander held his hand out Harris grabbed it and shook it. Harris put his arm at his side. There was much to do, and this distraction was well worth the wait. He told the King goodbye and started to the door. An escort approached and followed him out.
 
Max walked along the sidewalk with his cold drink, he tasted it, it was fine cold water. Something he rarely acquired on Mustafar. He looked around and enjoyed the glorious Fel parade which was in session. But then he remembered.

"I need to acquire my citizenship! And how do I do that?!"

Max began to scan the people around him, he thought that maybe he could ask a nearby security officer about the question. He looked around, looking at the doorways of each street building thinking there should be some sort of security guard out front who could maybe help him. After looking around, he noticed that a man in blue, a decent ways away, was standing out in front of a market. He began to make his way towards the market to talk to the man. Assuming he was a security officer.

When Max made it to the man, he greeted him asking,

"Hello sir, would you be able to help me with an important matter?"

The man turned his head and look at Max, and noticed that he was wearing imperial blues.

"What is it you need help with?"

"I was promised Fel citizenship for serving in the civil war. What do I need to do to retrieve my full citizenship?"

The man looked at Max with a stern face, and asked,

"Sir is your name Maximilian Verulius?!"

Max readily replied, yes, raised on Mustafar, served under the army of Fel Premier William Harris. Why'd you ask?

The mans grabbed a radio from his pocket and reported,

"I got Maximilian Verulius here saying he would like to receive his citizenship?!"

After some voice chatter back and forth over the radio, the officers stern face fell, and he told Max in a relieved voice,

"We've been looking for you, so we can grant you your citizenship. Thank God you came to me Maximilian. My name is Officer Alhelm, I can help you retrieve your full citizenship. Thank you for serving our grand Premier."

Max replied in a thankful manner,

"Thanks! How will we retrieve my citizenship?"

Officer Alhelm look at Max, he smirked and said,

"Follow me, ill explain on the way."

"Okay thanks."

The two walked along the sidewalk, navigating through crowds of people. Soon Alhelm told Max,

"I'm taking you to the local internal affairs office Mr. Verulius, there you will earn your citizenship card. With that you will, by order of the Premier himself, be a real Fel citizen."

"By order of the Premier himself?"

"Your card has been on stand-by, I don't know if you knew but your citizenship card is written and signed by the Premier himself, or at least that's what i've heard."

"Oh, thank you Officer."

"No problem, you served my people, I serve you."

Soon the two of them reached the local office of internal affairs. Officer Alhelm directed Max to enter and say his full name, and identify that he was truly from Mustafar.

"Hello, my name is Maximilian Verulius. I am of the planet Mustafar, I have come to finally receive my Fel citizenship!"

The clerk behind the desk looked at Maximilian with and said,

"Ah Mr Verulius, I have your citizenship card here, from the moment you own this card you will now be a true Fel citizen sir."

"Thank you!"

"Here you go sir. Now, along with your card you will receive your bonds. You have some financial earnings for your service to the nation."

"Oh thank you, can I receive my card now please?"

"Here you go Mr. Verulius, anything else?"

"That'll be all for today, thank you so much."

"My pleasure, good day Mr. Verulius."

"Good day!"

Max opened the envelope which housed his card, along with his card there was a hand written letter, it read,


"Maximilian, in exchange for answering the call to duty, you have been granted full citizenship to the Fel Kingdom. Your bravery in battle, and ability to run towards danger to protect the innocent showed promising skills to which you should consider expanding. Welcome to the Kingdom, I can say I an personally excited to have such an outstanding citizen join our ranks. Signed,


When Max finished reading he said to himself,

"Finally, its been done, finally."
 

ES-06

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Jimmy was semi-drunk, he had cleaned out half the bar, but Jimmy is a big guy and his body mass allows him to drink far more than normal, that and his brains enhancements. It was time to leave, he was hoping to see a few people on his way out a Zabrak opened the door that hit Jimmy square in the jaw. He reactively grabbed the Zabrak by the neck slamming him into the ground, ES regained his control, realizing he had attacked the man who was not unconscious.

The civilians around called the medics and they would be there soon so Jimmy left, walking around the city he came upon a loud marching army while being drunk in a loud area is not fun, curiosity got the best of him.

[member="Premier William Harris I"] |
 
[member="Kalic Daws"]
"That's quit some time to be in your line of work." Adenn chuckled, "So, Harris "saved" you. And then recently he needed saving, my how the tables turn. Though I supposed it worked in my benefit, as well as yours." Adenn turned and looked out over the parade, then looking around the plaza he saw some of his own men enjoying themselves. Then he looked upwards and saw the Premier and the King standing on their balcony watching the parade. Turning back to Kalic. "So, how long have you been employed by the Premier?"
 
Kalic chuckled a bit and leaned back on a wall and eyeing Harris and the king. "Well, you could say he saved me. As for how long I've worked here, for awhile now. I was here just before it fell back to just this world."

[member="Adenn Kyramud"]
 

Richard Von

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Richard was sat down, a light blue office within the city, everyone was parting and celebrating the recent win over the traitors that part was good the Fel Empire seemed more capable than usual. A bald gentleman walked from behind the doors shaking Richard's hands, they spoke for a minute about the cities economy and production between the men before Richard left.

" Time to go see a friend of mine, Jen "

" Ah, lovely Harris is always a joy " Jen, Richard's personal AI.

" Haven't seen him since his injuries would like to congratulate him on his recovery "

Richard had also planned to meet some of the new Fel members who had joined while he was gone and trapped on that horrible ice planet, he walked throughout the city looking at art and culture making his way to the eye of the city.

[member="Premier William Harris I"] |
 
Harris, in his formal grey uniform and tie, walked down the staircase of the small corner building and swung the door open. He stepped outside and the group of men in blue uniforms surrounded him once more, him once again exposed at the front as he lead the men. This time, the group was more conservative in the amount of exposure he was getting. The croups on the sides of the street began to come inwards towards the escort as the sidewalks were flooded with the post-parade crowds. Harris rounded a corner and spotted his guarded speeder idling on the side of the road. Harris stepped in.

"How are you today George?"

"Good sir."

"Good. To my the palace please. My personal Housing."

"Of course sir."
 
Kalic sighed. "I'm honestly not sure. I came in when it started falling apart, trying to help a world the at-the-time Fel Empire was interested in. After that, we were brought down to this."

[member="Premier William Harris I"]
 
Adenn nodded his head.
"Well, maybe soon enough, the Fel Empire will be bigger again. One can but hope." Adenn then chuckled lightly shaking his head. "Well, either way. It'll be interesting to see where it all goes."
[member="Kalic Daws"]
 
Harris entered his bedroom for the first time in a long time. Though the help had kept up with it, he hadn't stepped foot in it for months. As the door slid open, the lights kicked on and a large window adjusted, clearing of a black tint it had moments before. Harris ran his hand through his hair. Silence, He appreciated these moments. He walked over to the foot of his bed and knelt down to a trunk. Opening it, he pulled out his old imperial officers uniform. He placed it on the bed and pulled out his cloak. He inspected it's folds before placing it down as well. Finally he pulled out a new peaked cap. Harris slipped it on top of the pile. Quickly the Premier changed clothes. After changing, Harris pulled up a comm link. He still needed something, something he didn't have time to deal with during the war, and had only recently located. He pushed the call button.

"[member="Adenn Kyramud"] I believe you have something that belongs to me?"

The holographic figure projected, Harris waited for a moment. The man said something through the hologram. before the transmission cleared of static.
 
While talking with [member="Kalic Daws"], Adenn received a call from the Premier.
"Adenn Kyramud I believe you have something that belongs to me?" Adenn looked at the hologram of Harris. Mumbling to himself
"Dang it, I was hoping you'd forget to ask." He turned shortly to Kalic. "Apologies Kalic, however duty calls. I need to return this to the Premier. It was nice to meet you, and perhaps we shall meet again."
With that done, Adenn patted Kalic on the shoulder before walking away.Then he straightened up and spoke to [member="Premier William Harris I"]. "Yes Premier, I do. I was beginning to think you were going to let me keep it. Where should I meet you?"
 

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