RP History Post 731 CoN Diplomatic Mission Already? lstarwalker 11/19/01 10:46 am Upon reaching the "Sands of Time" the loyal Republic citizen, with a scholarly background and galactic law degree sent out a communication to the acting Chief of State of the Republic. =C=Greetings, Verde Sobe. My name is Lance Starwalker, I have heard speculations that the Republic is desperate for qualified leaders in its government. When I heard this sad rumor I thought it could not possibly be true. As I hope it is not the case I arrived here a few days ago to make sure the Republic remained strong and true to its nature. I have heard many great things of your leadership. As a citizen and supporter of your form of Government I would like to offer my services in any ways possible to aid you in our struggle to keep a free and open government for all beings of the Galaxy. Feel free to contact me at this communications channel. Unfortunately I must depart hastly on business and hopefully a worth while diplomatic mission for the Republic. I hope to hear from you soon. Lance Starwalker=C= The communication was sent to the Chief of Staffs office to hopefully be recieved and reviewed. After finishing up the communication Lance began prepping his ship for departure. Following procedure for departure the ship of Lance successfully cleared the bustling planet of Coruscant's atmosphere and shielding blasting into space. Carefully calculating the trajectory the "Sands of Time" broke into the plane of hyperspace. Post 733 CoN Re:Diplomatic Mission Already? dooje_brolo 11/21/01 9:54 pm Aboard the Vong vessel...Dooje Brolo, still in his Verde Sobe disguise responds to the comm. sent to him, or rather who he was suppose to be. I grant you temporary control of the New Republic Government, when I return we shall look at how you do and decide the appropriate place for you. Post 805 CoN The Ceremony lstarwalker 1/9/02 9:02 pm Breaking the barrier between real space and hyperspace the "Sands of Time", carrying Lance Starwalker current Chief of State of the Republic, emerged in the space of Coruscant, center of the Galaxy. The ships transponders announced the return of a neutral vessel, but the men, women, and aliens who made up the fledging government and military knew this was something more than a welcoming party. This would be a day that forever changed the destiny of the Galaxy. It had been a long time since a true leader had emerged to capture the seat of President. Many had come before Lance since the death of Mon Mothma, though none held out the hope and promise this young man offered up. Traffic around the busy capital world was cleared by the NR military and the guards sworn to protect the office of the President. A squadron of X-wings moved into tight formation with the Coruscant-class Heavy Courier. From the back of the planet a Carrack Cruiser newly named the "Rebel Star" rose and steamed towards the "Sands of Time" to guard the path and aft of the Presidents vessel, for the incoming leader of the CoN. A Corellian Corvette newly named the "Arrow" stood below the planet at a stunning side angle protecting its bow from a frontal assualt while the Maurder Corvette "Scurry", and the Corellian Gunship "Unity" moved to flank the ship at its port and starboard. The contigent began moving in perfect harmony towards the planetary shielding breaking off as the vessel entered the atmosphere of the Capital world. As the ship docked at the "Presidential Palace", the renamed Imperial Palace, Lance debarked now dressed in his best formal wear. A white, ruffled shirt, navy blue strech pants with a bold white strip running down the side and a flowing navy blue cape clasped by a golden chain with a large Ponite stone jem shimmering from the rays of the sun. Entering into the Grand Corridor and past the greenish-purple, vibration-sensitive ch'hala trees Lance marched as the sounds of "The Ceremony" official song of the Republic played louder and louder as he approached the assemblage auditorium. Succombing to the sensation Lance smile beamed across the room as he entered to a large chearing crowd. Moving towards the podium the claping and cheering grew. The room was so loud it was drowning to the ears bringing forth a sensation of near endless joy to the President-Elect of the New Republic. As the commencements began and Lance stood silently as the Officer gave the Oath Lance waved around the room. The honor got the best of him as the man finished the oath and Lance answered "I swear to uphold the duties and responsibilities of the Office of President." Chooked up Lance struggled to finish his sentence as a tear welled up and fell from his eye. Wiping it he turned with arms extended out ward leaning back enjoying the moment. Waving to all he moved around the room as Coruscanian champage corks shoot into air. Streamers, flew and ballons fell to the ground from the massive ceiling. This was the most glorious day in the life of Lance and he felt a high never imagined. The fate of the Galaxy now laid squarely on his shoulders. For such an incredible burden Lance seemed so honored and over joyed. There was so much to do but Lance had prepared for this his entire life, it was as if it was destined by an unkown Force.... Post 806 CoN Discovery lstarwalker 1/12/02 8:56 am Moving through the assemblage auditorium through the cross hallway lined with suites Lance stepped gingerly down towards the Inner Council meeting room carrying a bottle of Cassandran Choholl, the finest of Cassandran spirits, and a small rocks glass. Lightly sipping from his drink the President of the New Republic reached the security officer guarding the blast doors of the Council chamber. We a nod one of the two guards turned and inserted a code cylinder into the doors locking mechanism. The heavy doors began unlatching their locks opening with a fairly loud hiss. Moving past the two men Lance entered the empty room looking over the long hand carved Fijisi wood table. Placing the bottle down upon the table he began sliding his hand across the tops of each solid black chair. Lance reached the head seat of the table with his hands and body now facing and looking out the window of the Inner chamber that held a stunning view of the skyline of Coruscant. While resting his hand upon the seat that would be his own for at least a two-year term Lance pondered over his recent travels. Pulling the seat out and turning Lance placed himself into the chair of the President resettling a bit until he found a comfortable sitting position. Looking down his Hi-Sense Prosthetic Eyes took in all the colors and details of the room allowing him a clear and stunning view into this complex chamber. Fumbling around the desks edge with his fingers Lance hand noticed a bump and a button. Looking out into the hallway towards the guards he smiled as they periodically glanced into the room. �Lets see what this does� Lance thought as he pressed the button. Without warning and very quickly a series of MicroData Companion2000 Datapad popped up from the desk at every seat and a holoprojector screen opened from behind the wall directly infront of the Presidents seat. Startled a bit Lances� blue eyes bulged with excitement and he nearly leapt out of his seat discovering the new toys hidden in the table. Pushing a few buttons on the datapad terminal Lance looked on puzzling on exactly how to get this system to work. Just then in the middle of his thought he started looking up towards the Council doors when he caught a glimpse of two scurrying golden legs rushing towards the chamber. Moving his eyes up further he noticed the familiar head of a Protocol droid approaching. Smiling Lance waited for the droid to approach and start rambling on like protocol droids typically managed to do. "Greetings I am SPO-1 human cyborg relations. I am flue" Before the droid could finish its customary greeting message Lance cut it off quickly. "No, no, no. Please from now on, please greet people normally, like so. Greetings I am Lance Starwalker President of the New Republic, how are you today SPO-1?� Lance added warmly with wink. "I am fine sir," the droid replied in an excited state. "You are my new Master, Master Lance. How may I be of service to you." Chuckling at the droids etiquette and mannerisms Lance pointed to the datapad/computer. "Are you familiar with our computer system SPO-1?" "Oh yes, Master, I have extensive knowledge of the workings of over the 5000 computer systems on Coruscant and can readily" Post 807 CoN On the Job Training lstarwalker 1/12/02 8:56 am Once again having to cut off the droid before it tore through a list of its knowledge Lance slide his chair over. "Can you teach me this?" The droid most pleased at his opportunity to impress his new Master took to the task with a zealousness of a young child. Lance watched and made periodic recordings into his wristcom back to his ship incase he need to remember something later on that he may forgot. The duo spent hours pouring over the Presidents system. There was not an inch the pair didn�t at least discuss. Though it would take some time to become totally familiar with the system Lance felt confident he could solve any problems that might arise from a lack of knowledge. Grabbing his cocktail from earlier he finished the glass while preparing a message. Quickly the droid reached for the bottle and poured him another glass. Hitting a key he sent this message out summoning a host of active personal to the Presidential Palace for meetings. All active personal currently on Coruscant would be summoned. It was time for Lance to assess his personal and see just what kind of men, women and aliens were willing to do to help make the New Republic flourish.