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After all his fellow Jedi had made their way to the LAAT/i, Ishua and Rusty were the last to enter the craft, the droid "hopping" up before whirring happily as the Jedi Consular then taped the droid's dome and the gunship wall to signal the ship to lead the others planetside. As the various clones and Jedi in the ship began to calm down as the ship lurched slightly, the interior lights of the dropship came to light as the internal tracking devices began to light up and chirp as various displays became visible on the screens. Signaling for his colleagues to come closer, Ishua spoke up, reviewing some information on the Jedi Council.
"I know for both of you apprentices this will be your first time to witness a meeting of the Jedi Council- I'm unsure if you've seen one before, Thrice, but things haven't changed too much since the old Jedi Order when it comes to meeting of the Council. Right now, most of the remaining Jedi Masters of the Order are all members of the Council- there are thirteen in total, including my old teacher, Master Eluhani Moza, and Grandmaster Ko Orson.
"The Jedi Masters have the primary right to speak, but Jedi Knights have the right to speak as well. Although people outside of the Jedi are welcome to observe, they- along with apprentices- do not have the right to interject unless called upon by whomsoever is currently speaking. That's how they'll call you up, Thrice. Tomorrow's meeting with Galactic Command, I imagine, will work somewhat the same for those in attendance. Either way, this will be a rare opportunity, especially for the apprentices. I'd recommend taking notes and interacting with some of the other Jedi- after all, this is likely one of the few times outside of battle we'll be seeing other Jedi outside of our cell here."
After a few more minutes of conversation, the audible radio chatter informed those in the LAAT/i that they had been given permission to land in the Royal Spaceport, which had direct access to the palace. In the meantime, the Jedi Consular watched as Thrice all so expertly gave the assignments to the clones in the LAAT/i before the hit the ground. Soon enough, the clones filed out in a semi-ceremonious manner, standing taut at attention as the Jedi, the droid, and the Regimental Commander, all approached the Queen of Naboo. The Jedi greet the royalty with formal bow and curtsy before Mandalore and his personal guard appeared from behind them.
"Your Majesty, Lord Mandalore, it is a pleasure to meet both of you in person. I wish I had more time to converse, but the meeting of the Council takes priority. The Regimental Commander here will inform you of our troop placement before he rejoins us."
Leaving the clone with the two nobles before heading into the main hangar, Ishua was half-tempted to use the Force to keep Kuno from leaping onto the A-Wing variants, X-Wings, and Y-Wings that were being donated to the
Sojourn. Turning to Rusty as droid rushed over to one of the A-Wings, the Jedi facepalming before he spoke up when the clone commander entered the hangar.
"Alright, the Jedi Council is meeting in the royal lecture hall in about fifteen minutes. Don't be late!"
Walking over to his droid, the astromech buzzed as he looked at the craft.
"Bzzzt bzzt wooo!"
"And what are you so excited about?"
"Blooop beep bip! Bweeeet!"
"And how does having two seats make it even more interesting?"
"Bzzzzzz dwoo."
"...Keep this up and you'll be holding hydrospanners."
"Owoooo..."
"Fine, fine! We can reserve this one. You know I hate flying in starfighters though- I am by no means the best pilot."
"Boop boop dwe-boop!"
After what, in almost anyplace else, could be the ravings of a lunatic, the Jedi Consular motioned for Thrice to accompany him as they began to make their way to lecture hall, taking seats in the front as he sighed, the droid resting next to them.
"At least we'll be getting rest on the ground apparently. When this all said and done, I feel like I'm going to need a
gallon of Wookie whiskey. Either way, I'd bet that it'd be smarter if you took off that helmet- show the human side of the mighty clones. After all, your brethren didn't leave the greatest legacy for you."
In time, the room was full of the Jedi and those come to observe the meeting of the Council. Fourteen chairs rested on the floor of the lecture hall, although only thirteen sat. In the end, the elderly Grandmaster, a light shining in his grey beard and elderly eyes, spoke up.
"Let us begin this meeting of the Council. We have much to discuss today, and not all of it good. First, I would ask that Jedi Knight Ishua Ken approach the Council."
Silent, Ishua rose from his seat, moving to kneel in the center of the chairs before Ko spoke up once more.
"As you have been appointed the rank of Jedi General- a military rank that has not existed since the Clone Wars- it is the will of the Council that you be made a Jedi Master and member of the Jedi Council. Do you accept these responsibilities?"
"I do, Grandmaster- by the will and the guidance of the Force, I will perform the duties of a Jedi Master and of a member of the Jedi Council until I am not longer fit or the end of my days- whichever should come first."
Ko smiled, placing a hand on Ishua's shoulder before chuckling.
"Good lad. Take your seat among us."
Once the two were seated once more, the Jedi Grandmaster spoke up with authority in his voice.
"In a related matter, I hereby call upon Regiment Commander 'Thrice' to approach the Council. Tell us, Commander, about how we may trust your soldiers under your command?"
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[fieldbox=Darth Magus and Command Admiral Tekartha, red, solid, 8, book antiqua]
As the Sith entered the Dark Lord's chamber, the holographic projector sputtered to life as the aging image of the ruthless Command Admiral Tekartha- the senior-most officer in the Sith Armada- came into play before he kneeled then rose, the proper means of greeting the Dark Lord of the Sith on more formal occasions. When the other three Sith entered the room, Darth Magus rose from his chair, approaching those who listened to him.
"Do you sense it? The vast echo in the Force? The Jedi are gathering in massive numbers, and they can hide their presence no longer. Among them is Ko Orson, the Jedi Grandmaster. My apprentice, I will task you with ensuring his death. Bring me his lightsaber, and you will have proven yourself worthy of becoming a Sith Lord. Attrocitus, we will be generously using the favor set before us. Admiral, how long until you can have a strike force prepared and ready, armed with six-score of the Black Knights?"
The uniformed man pondered for a moment, smirking as he spoke.
"In a little over an hour, my lord."
"Then begin preparations. Today the people of Naboo will learn the price of harboring the Jedi!"
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