Moving Forward

[Hugo Ion]

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Inside a comms center for the rebel corvette Stardust, Commander Hugo Ion waited at the door. Frak feels like I haven’t have slept in weeks. Well a few days at least. The Duros admitted to himself with a slight chuckle. Holding a cup of Moof Juice, he took a snip while leaning on a wall.

Close by a few staff personal occupied themselves with typing and receiving encrypted messages. The sight of them hard at work gave some comfort to Hugo who let out a soft sigh and looked down at the floor. “So many are gone now. Valentine, Leah, Vu’Thari disappeared and even General Greybok has taken a leave of absence.” Ion whispered to himself.

The commander couldn’t help but wonder their disappearances, or leaving was his fault or something. Shaking his head, Ion reminded such thinking did not solve the situation. The war was raging on, and it is time the Alliance expand its involvement. Drinking down some juice he continued to wait for his guests to arrive.

Master Luy, Jedi Knights Devrim Wolfe and Alysanne Drast who were now part of the Alliance Council. He knew the Feorin, fought alongside Devrim and read up on Alysanne’s exploits. He slightly grinned remembering how impulsive the latter had at Valentine’s hearing. That is in the past, need to focus on the present.

Walking down to the main center with the holoprojector he placed the now empty cup on a panel knowing the Jedi will arrive soon. They have much to discuss.

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[Luy]

It had taken a while for even the Grey Lady’s engines to get him to the designated coordinates. The Star Liner dropped out of hyperspace and began lumbering its way to dock with the Stardust. Luy had paced to the extending docking ring, adjusting his robe and ensuring that he was presentable, or more as presentable as a Feeorin Monk could be.

Once the airlocks opened he began taking long, powerful strides toward the confines of the Stardust to make his way to the meeting. Once escorted by jogging adjutants and liaisons Luy moved into the Command chamber at a much more composed pace with his hands returning to the large sleeves of his robes. “Commander, it is good to see you after such a long time. I pray that you are well.” The old Feeorin made his way down the steps, releasing his hold of the Force, having augmented his walking pace.

He spread his arms out as he stood before the Commander, his towering form all the more formidable with his broad arm span extended out. The light of the projector catching the dulled metal of his saber. Luy took a glance around the area around the projector and noted nobody else had arrived at this Council meeting. “Odd… you are under-staffed as well, Ion.”

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[Devrim Wolfe]

With the Enceladus docking at the corvette, Devrim stepped off his personal ship with two of his personal squad in tow. Motioning to his men, they remained at the docking station while the black-clad Jedi continued onward. As he walked, Devrim pulled off his helmet and breathed a heavy sigh. He and Knight Pho had just finished freeing rebels prisoners at a forced labour camp on Mimban. Previously, Devrim had defended Al'doleem and had only barely had time to fix his chestplate from the blaster shot he'd received there. Nodding to the guards that patrolled the corridors, the Jedi Knight finally arrived at the meeting room just after Luy had entered.

Standing silently while the Jedi Master greeted the Commander, Devrim then nodded to Ion in acknowledgement. "Good to see you again, sir." As always, the dark-haired Jedi kept his words to a minimum. He was a man of action, not speeches. Reaching to his belt, Devrim extracted three lightsaber hilts, from two separate Sith that he had slain recently. Dropping them onto the holotable, he placed his hands against the ledge and looked at Luy and Ion for a moment. The lightsabers were dark, blemished, and to both Jedi present, reeking of the Dark Side. "The Sith can be defeated. They aren't as strong as they would have the Galaxy believe," Devrim stated. If anything, the recent Galactic Alliance victories had proven that. The Empire had been wholly driven back from Al'doleem, despite sending a sizeable force against the Rebels.

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