CHANI
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The Kiffar ran her hand along the hull, the material stretched for nine hundred meters exactly, for a moment she thought this was a dream, to actually have developed the capacity to defend justice and freedom throughout the galaxy. But she knew that in the end, this was the last line of defense for her, what this place repents, for the galaxy is a shining beacon of hope unattached to politics, though this often seemed to be what they needed the most, someone, some individuals to step up and take control of the positions, speak to the senators, the establishments.
This train of thought was a luxury though as the reality of her condition set in, looking up to the stars and thinking of each as a potential for good. Chani removed her hand from the vessel and headed into her bowels for an inspection. There weren't nearly enough crew to properly pilot this Star Destroyer, there where however nearly as many support staff working on engineering the last bits of the engine.
"Thank you general, I am pleased to view this umm-" She looked at the man who had no decorations or medals but wore civilian clothes and walked briskly, "What is it's name?"
The General looked at her as if she had produced some fowl smell but answered with a grin nonetheless, "This particular Vessel has yet to be christened, that is up to you or your superiors when the time comes, for now we call it generically, Victory II." The man had such presence even without a uniform, he had commitment coming here on his days off after overseeing the construction for so long, making sure everything was up to specs.
"Specifications that is" he finished with as they finally reached the cargo hold, people where rushing in and out, droids carrying heavy items and much lighter ones in haste, the place was abuzz and Chani could only imagine what it would be like to step aboard this vessel and feel like purpose had been reintroduced to the sector, with a multitude of Jedi feet scurrying across these halls, assisting and defending relief convoys. Relief Convoy number 1, was the beginning title of a thousand page report she had to read just to get into the office to pitch this deal and the reasons behind it, the reason to come.
"Master, this vessel will be the first of it's kind here, we do not need some giant super star destroyer, we need these, smaller vessels that can actually be effective against smaller ships, with enough space to hold what we need, what they need." Chani pointed out the Jedi Council window for enthused emphasis, the Master was not amused, instead looking to each other they answered with a cordial,
"We will talk amongst ourselves about this, but you have to remember my Apprentice that we are not warriors, we will not battle the enemies of those governments out there you want to support, they had their time, their own Council supports them, our duty is to ensure this sector is safe..."
She cut him off and finished with, "Safe from any threat large or small, if we are attacked here with this and we are defeated it will send a ripple across all the other governments that we stood our ground, rallied some type of support for ourselves, but ni the end we need breathing room, we need space..." again pointing out the window.
This train of thought was a luxury though as the reality of her condition set in, looking up to the stars and thinking of each as a potential for good. Chani removed her hand from the vessel and headed into her bowels for an inspection. There weren't nearly enough crew to properly pilot this Star Destroyer, there where however nearly as many support staff working on engineering the last bits of the engine.
"Thank you general, I am pleased to view this umm-" She looked at the man who had no decorations or medals but wore civilian clothes and walked briskly, "What is it's name?"
The General looked at her as if she had produced some fowl smell but answered with a grin nonetheless, "This particular Vessel has yet to be christened, that is up to you or your superiors when the time comes, for now we call it generically, Victory II." The man had such presence even without a uniform, he had commitment coming here on his days off after overseeing the construction for so long, making sure everything was up to specs.
"Specifications that is" he finished with as they finally reached the cargo hold, people where rushing in and out, droids carrying heavy items and much lighter ones in haste, the place was abuzz and Chani could only imagine what it would be like to step aboard this vessel and feel like purpose had been reintroduced to the sector, with a multitude of Jedi feet scurrying across these halls, assisting and defending relief convoys. Relief Convoy number 1, was the beginning title of a thousand page report she had to read just to get into the office to pitch this deal and the reasons behind it, the reason to come.
"Master, this vessel will be the first of it's kind here, we do not need some giant super star destroyer, we need these, smaller vessels that can actually be effective against smaller ships, with enough space to hold what we need, what they need." Chani pointed out the Jedi Council window for enthused emphasis, the Master was not amused, instead looking to each other they answered with a cordial,
"We will talk amongst ourselves about this, but you have to remember my Apprentice that we are not warriors, we will not battle the enemies of those governments out there you want to support, they had their time, their own Council supports them, our duty is to ensure this sector is safe..."
She cut him off and finished with, "Safe from any threat large or small, if we are attacked here with this and we are defeated it will send a ripple across all the other governments that we stood our ground, rallied some type of support for ourselves, but ni the end we need breathing room, we need space..." again pointing out the window.