Post by Jon Newt on Jan 26, 2009 22:32:32 GMT
*Months have passed since they disappeared over the skies of Korriban, drifting in the middle of nowhere, a few parsecs away from the nearest Hyperspace route, was a lone freighter, the Might of the Highlord, at her helm sat Vio Doyes and to his side Jon Newt accompanied by their droids.*
Vio: Is everything ready?
Jon: I think so...the that group from Sullest already arrived, they are saying may be able to find some support at Nar Shaddaa.
Vio: Good...good. Send Bens and Spriggs...they'll go unnoticed. *He said, with a stern look on his face, as he watched a hacked transmission of the Coronation Message of the Imperial Coalition.*
Jon: Don't trust them?
Vio: Of course not. Always...always...a motive. And what makes it worse, is that....Solast was a Jedi...got it from the one we caught a month ago. *He trailed off has he placed his hand on a lightsaber, to modern to be his own on his chair.*
Vio: Is everything ready?
Jon: I think so...the that group from Sullest already arrived, they are saying may be able to find some support at Nar Shaddaa.
Vio: Good...good. Send Bens and Spriggs...they'll go unnoticed. *He said, with a stern look on his face, as he watched a hacked transmission of the Coronation Message of the Imperial Coalition.*
Jon: Don't trust them?
Vio: Of course not. Always...always...a motive. And what makes it worse, is that....Solast was a Jedi...got it from the one we caught a month ago. *He trailed off has he placed his hand on a lightsaber, to modern to be his own on his chair.*