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Knights of the Empire; Lilia Straz
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Topic Started: May 5 2010, 04:12 AM (946 Views)
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May 5 2010, 04:12 AM
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Lord Abaddon stood straight with an aura of authority. He was not in his usual red and gold armour, in fact he wasn't wearing much at all. He wore no top, and his legs were adorned with dark red trousers. He stretched his muscular body as he readied for battle. The durasteel room he was situated in was outlined by a ring of spectators. Opposite of him stood a young man, also topless and determined, wanting to prove himself. A bell was rung, and the battle began. The Echani Martial Art was beautiful yet deadly, and Abaddon's face twitched into a smile as he saw his opponent sway towards him before powering toward him like a bullet.
The strike came like lightning, but Abaddon struck his palm downwards and parried his opponent's attack. He then grabbed the opposing fighter's hand with his own and pulled him in towards him. They were now face to face, and Abaddon grinned as his knee shot up and struck his opponent in the stomach, who then groaned and clutched his torso in pain, before falling backwards onto his bottom. The spectators chuckled, before giving Lord Abaddon a clap for yet another victory. Abaddon bowed his head to his now defeated opponent, who managed to get to their feet and walk off the cushioned ground. "Good effort, Guardsman Karv. Next time, try to work more on the 'surprise' aspect of your fighting. It was a good attempt to startle me, but the moment I saw you sway I knew you would break towards me in speed. Predictability is not a good trait in combat. Please improve. You are part of the Royal Guard now, you need to be the best," said the victor bluntly, before moving to the centre of the ring and raising his voice to the rest of the spectators, "Come now, my fellow guardsmen. Who is next to challenge me?" There were a few moments of silence, before a wave of hands rose from the spectators as his fellow Royal Guardsmen dared to challenge him. Lord Abaddon was about to speak, when suddenly his voice was cut short as he felt the ground below him shake and the lights above him flicker on and off. Well, it was not really ground that was below him. No, for they were in space.
The Covenant shook in the vacuum of space above the planet of Fondor as engineers scurried around the vessel and tampered with the engines of the huge Destroyer, which seemed to anger the ship as it shook violently. The construction and reparations were nearly complete, and soon the vessel would become a powerful weapon for the Empire. The construction and building of the starship was being observed by the Royal Guard, the most powerful warriors in the Empire. Obviously the Empire wanted no one causing trouble on this mechanical titan. Within the capital ship was a training room, which at the current time was occupied by the Royal Guard, led by Lord Abaddon, less commonly known as Altius Scarr. The Royal Guard Leader was about to beat down another fellow guardsman when the metal door behind him slid open and Officer Jarnsson entered, "Lord Abaddon. The Covenant's construction is complete and the final checks are proving to be positive. We will be primed and ready to go in approximately three hours."
"Excellent work, Officer," replied Lord Abaddon, before dismissing the officer and turning to his fellow Guardsmen, "Royal Guard, I will meet you all at the bridge. Get some clothes on and meet me up there. We have not yet received the co-ordinates from the Emperor as to where this ship is meant to be heading, though I do believe that someone should be on the way now." The Royal Guard nodded in unison, before walking off and collecting their Royal Guard uniform. Lord Abaddon turned to the side of the training room and opened a secure locker, where he retrieved his red and gold armour that had been gifted to him by the Emperor himself. After pulling the armour on, Lord Abaddon made his way out of the training room and up to the bridge.
Officers saluted him as he walked by, before he finally arrived at the command center of the ship. He walked up to the transparisteel viewport and stared out into the void of space. The stars twinkled in the ever-black canvas of space like diamonds in a cave. More than that, they reminded him of lightsaber crystals. Abaddon smiled to himself, and glanced down at the silver lightsaber that hung at his side. He then crossed his arms and looked out into space, losing himself in the Force and entering a trance-like state. Time seemed to move far quicker, and hopefully by then he would receive some co-ordinates and instructions from the Emperor.
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Lilia Straz
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May 5 2010, 08:47 AM
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The shuttle shook rather violently as it exited hyperspace, so much so that it had Tobias clutching onto the seat beneath him for dear life. When it was finally over he peered ahead, past the pilots and straight into space, but it was obstructed by the large, looming vessel in front of them. Panic rose in him and he swallowed hard even as the pilots sent through verification codes and received permission to dock, Tobias sweated and was ill at ease. As the shuttle approached and wasn't fired upon he began to relax just a tiny bit and his eyes flickered to his companion, Lilia.
She hadn't moved the whole trip, sitting there strapped into her seat her eyes shut and her whole body perfectly rigid. It was her shutdown mode or something, saving energy or maybe she just didn't want to engage in useless conversation with him. He reached out to poke her shoulder, though very timidly, his hand shaking as he did so, well aware she could kill him in a split second. "Lilia? We're docking now," He murmured quietly, knowing not to speak of anything about the mission with the pilots around but still wanting to know what would happen from now.
>>> Disengaging Sleep Mode > > >>> Primary Mission Status: Incomplete > > >> Rectify > > >>> Locate Altius Scarr > >
The droid's eyes had not yet opened, instead her HUD flashed undisturbed by what was beyond her eyelids. It showed images of the one she was after, all the better to identify him. As with all her missions her HUD narrowed down specific markers of the man in the pictures and added them to search functions, ready to run them by anyone who could fit the description and match up who was really Altius Scarr. Tobias had said it wouldn't be hard to miss the hair, and Lilia was inclined to agree with the observation.
Finally her eyes opened and she glanced out the view port which now showed the inside of the docking bay as the shuttle landed. Her eyes flickered to Tobias and narrowed. "You will stay here Tobias," She told him and he scowled at her before giving her a mock salute. Human behavior was hard to understand, she detected that the salute was not right but she did not understand what he meant by it other than putting her in some kind of higher authority. Well that was true, she was higher authority than him.
She unstrapped herself and got up quickly, walking to the ramp and down it as a pair of Imperial officers approached her, she gazed at them evenly with no emotion on her face. "I must speak with Altius Scarr, also known as Lord Abaddon." She told them in her crisp clear tone, direct and demanding, no point in waiting and speaking about non-essentials. "Take me to him now." It was a simple demand, they had to obey, she had higher rank than them and it was obvious on her Imperial Uniform as she wore it. Due to the Imperial nature of this mission it was required that she wear her own Imperial uniform, blending her in among other Imperials though with the higher rank.
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Lord Abaddon
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May 6 2010, 03:20 AM
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Lord Abaddon's trance was disturbed as he felt Officer Jarnsson's presence behind him. The Royal Guardsman sighed, "Yes, Officer Jarnsson?" Lord Abaddon kept his eyes on the viewport, and Jarnsson felt uncomfortable with the fact that Abaddon had not even turned around to see who it was. Did he smell bad or something? The officer gulped, before remembering about all of this 'Force' nonsense. The officer cleared his throat and spoke,
"Lord Abaddon, an authorized high-ranking woman has arrived on board. She wishes to speak with you,"
"Ah, I believe it would probably be instructions from the Emperor. Send her up." The Officer nodded in response, and swiftly walked off to issue the orders. Lord Abaddon closed his eyes once again, and re-entered his previous trance. A group of stormtroopers would now be heading down to the new arrival and would proceed to escort her up to the bridge. Hopefully she was sent by the Emperor and did in fact have the instructions for the next plan of action. Abaddon also sincerely hoped that it was not one of those sneaky Propaganda Ministers who so enthusiastically wanted to take holo-pics of Abaddon to place on their special propaganda-infested HoloNews.
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Lilia Straz
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May 7 2010, 12:32 PM
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Lilia waited as though frozen to the spot as the group made their way there, though upon arrival the lead began speaking and she simply held up a hand, interrupting him. "Lead the way," It was not in a polite way she spoke, more abrupt and slightly annoyed, with having to deal with all these procedures. The lead nodded and turned to show her the way to wherever her targeted person was. Regardless of Imperial or not, friend or foe, she considered all whom she sought out to be targets, it was just her way of thinking.
>>> Imperial Protocol > > >> Compliance Act > > >
Her HUD kept her constantly reminded of the protocol behind it all, though her mission had not stated that she needed to hold to it. Of course she understood that being Imperial and among other Imperials should imply it. Sometimes it was hard to understand whether or not the organics realized they didn't program something in to her specifications or if it was left out for a reason. Should this go wrong as a cause she did not want to risk her own deactivation, so she would have to observe and adapt until she better understood this mission.
>>> Verification > > >> Pending Orders > > >>> Assist Scarr > > >> Implication: 78% chance of protocol > >
These figures were always changing of course depending on organic behavior but they were sufficiently over the half way percent to keep her satisfied of her own judgment. The doors to the bridge swept open and she stepped past the trooper she had been following, her eyes processing everyone quickly, HUD running through databanks and other important subsystems while also locating her target. "Altius Scarr, your voice verification is required." She said matter-of-factly as she approached.
It was organic nature to greet a new arrival, she had observed it, but she was still adamant at making sure he knew that he must speak to her. Her HUD would run through the needed checks to make absolute 100% certainty of his authenticity as her target. Of course her way of speaking, the way she stood straight and direct, the way she did not blink at him would be considered strange. He didn't know what she was, it was all about secrecy. Her orders did not imply him to know either, and yet assisting him, it would be hard to be fully assisting to him without him understanding her capabilities.
>>> First Priority: Locate and verify Altius Scarr > > >> Other priorities engaged upon completion > >
Her HUD seemed to remind her and focus the droid's thought pattern back to the task at hand. At times her thought patterns were very reminiscent to that of organics, as it had been the way she was created and programmed, the best kind of infiltrator. But it could also be troublesome and problematic. Still, she was more efficient than an organic by over half a percentage rate.
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Lord Abaddon
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May 8 2010, 04:02 AM
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Lord Abaddon turned around and watched as the woman entered. The Royal Guardsman felt disturbed at the fact that he could not sense her Force signature. It seemed that she was not organic. Abaddon observed her as she walked up to him and asked for voice verification. The Royal Guardsman chuckled to himself before speaking, "Well, hello. Is that enough for voice verification? What are you, anyway? Some kind of droid?... but you look just like a human. Your lack of a Force signature is strange. Heh, you must be another one of the Empire's ambitious creations. Sorry if I offend you... well, that's if you can be offended in the first place. Well anyway, I am Lord Abaddon, and I wish it that you rather call me by that or simply 'Abaddon'. Or perhaps it's just not in your programming to change names around like that." Lord Abaddon looked the woman up and down, before extending out his hand to shake hers. He should not underestimate her. She was probably stronger than him if she was indeed a droid, and probably faster too.
Lord Abaddon then watched as his Royal Guard entered the room. Those of them that were Force-sensitive were also disturbed by the droid-woman's presence. They looked like clones of each other, all of relatively the same height and all wearing the same glossy red uniform, with a black visor to mask their eyes. They moved to Abaddon's side. Altius then turned back to the HRD, "So, what news from the Empire? What is it that you wish to say?"
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Lilia Straz
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May 10 2010, 03:11 PM
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His first two words registered easily with her voice verification software, it was after all state of the art, the most up to date kind. His question about being enough got a simple statement reply from her. "Yes," It was clean and precise and it allowed him no room for further comment though he started on the path of questions. This man was more organic in his queries and words than her last target. Her last target had been somewhat more refined and similar to the droid than expected, this one was no where near as close.
He asked what she was, then proceeded to half answer his own question by asking if she was some kind of droid. She kept silent, eyes analyzing him carefully while he continued. Yes, she looked just like a human, that was her design and why it was so much of a surprise to find her being anything other than organic. His words about lacking a Force signature confused her, she didn't understand what that meant. As far as she knew she had been built with everything to mask her as a Human, lacking some kind of relevant detection method was a failure in her assembly. Failure was not an option. She was almost put out with the idea, in her own droid-like way.
Then the man proceeded to apologize for offending, though amending if she could be offended. It was an interesting statement and she ran that through her HUD with her own curious interest on that matter. Singling out the word "offend" and having it run quickly through her HUD, searching for something that could help her understand it better.
>>> Search: Offend > > >> Meanings: > > >> 1. vti cause somebody anger, resentment, or hurt: to hurt somebody's feelings, or cause resentment, irritation, anger, or displeasure > > >> 2. vi break law: to violate a law or code of conduct > > >> Meaning implied: Number 1 > >
She easily dismissed his ability to offend her after calculating the meaning implied, the droid did not play host to feelings like organics did, it was a distraction to her programming unless required for the mission. He corrected her on what she had called him and then proceeded again to question her programming. "I assure you I am highly adaptable Abaddon," She responded simply, her choice going for the latter and shorter name, it was more precise and she also did not make note of titles generally except for the Emperor's given that she was designed to serve him and only him.
She took his hand in the familiar gesture that accompanied introductions. Her grip was light just like that of the young woman she appeared to be, her skin warm and soft. A feint pulse could be felt if one looked for it, making her seem more Human than ever before. "They call me Lilia Straz, I am a Human Replica Droid, HRD for shortened reference point." Lilia had made the initiative that she needed to at least tell him some things about herself so she could properly serve her third priority involving her assisting him.
Her eyes swept over the men that had now moved to Abaddon's side. The movement was obviously due to some kind of unrest brought on by her presence though she could not understand why. She was tasked to be here by the Emperor, she was no threat to them so long as they were none to her and she was not given instructions to kill them. Carefully she moved her eyes back to Abaddon and unhooked a datapad from her belt and handed it over to him. "Instructions of Imperial Ordinance 162."
Imperial Ordinance 162
Imperial Ordinance 162 By order of the Emperor Gannon Wade Raife:
The Empire, Being of the unificationand protection of the people of the Empire, seeks to protect and grant equal rights to its people. It is with these ideas that all people of the Empire are permitted to have the profession of their choosing, Travel and communicate of there own choosing, and own weapons of their choosing should they seek to.
.1 These liberties come with a responsibility such as working for the preservation and advancement of the Empire, Safety of imperial space and traffic, and registering weapons and following laws of weapon use. In this way we have secured safety and peace between all worlds and people of the Empire however the Empire is at a loss to deliver protection form forces beyond the Average persons control.
.2 Being faced with certain iniquities on a wide scale from forces beyond the comprehension and protection of the Imperial Military, the formation of a new task force designed to ensure protection of the people of the Empire must be enacted. The Imperial Knights shall serve as a elite militia of trained soldiers able to harness the Force that is being used against the Empire.
.3 These knights will form a protective guard in the Empire to stop the efforts and misuse of the Force against the Empire and its citizens. The Knights will have full jurisdiction over all Imperial space and shall be granted the ability to learn, develop and use the force to protect the Empire.
.4 All Imperial Knights are authorized to use the Force in to protection of the Empire, Imperial citizen, or Imperial Law. The Imperial Knight has the right to use force to their best judgment. The use of Deadly force is only permitted when doing so to protect the lives of Imperial citizens.
.5 All those within the Imperial space must adhere to the Imperial Knights and the laws to protect us form misuse of the Force. As such all force users, registered or not, are hereby prohibited from using the force within Imperial space unless granted permission by IO-162.4
.6 Failure to adhere to IO-162.5 is punishable by fine or imprisonment. Excessive use or failure may result in exile from Imperial space or Execution.
Lilia waited quietly, not moving except for the slow rise and fall of her chest as she breathed, she was trying to note also any change from the guards or Abaddon. Yes, she'd admitted she was a droid, but still by all means she appeared like an organic. A simple Human girl in the service of the Emperor at a rather young age. It was the first time that she'd really told anyone that she was a droid and it was a curious thing to observe those who were upon first looks expecting her to be Human but now finding she wasn't. "I am to assist you with this Ordinance,"
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Lord Abaddon
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May 11 2010, 04:32 AM
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Lord Abaddon listened to the droid carefully, and smiled at her when she revealed her name and what she was. A Human Replica Droid, something Abaddon had never encountered before and he was intrigued as to what the woman's capabilities were. She then handed him a datapad, calling it 'Imperial Ordinance 162'. Lord Abaddon took the datapad and let his eyes wander over it, and began to read its contents. It was from the Emperor himself. It was the usual kind of laws and procedures, and Abaddon was not surprised by Point 1, which stated things like weapon registration and civil duty, which were all important parts of any civilization. Abaddon's reading suddenly slowed down as he was half-way through Point 2, which stated how a new task force needed to be created in order to defeat threats 'beyond the comprehension and protection of the Imperial Military'. Lord Abaddon's eyebrows raised as he read about the formation of the 'Imperial Knights', and immediately his lips parted into a wide grin. His dream of forming an official Order-keeping Force-sensitive group had been created. He had often spoken with the Emperor about such matters, and it seemed that things were finally coming to fruition. Lord Abaddon lifted his eyes as the HRD told him that she was to help him with this ordinance, and the new Imperial Knight simply nodded and turned his eyes back to the datapad. The man stood there and read through the remaining points of IO-162, and then nodded firmly to himself. The new Order of Imperial Knights would have to start moving almost immediately in order to prepare in such desperate times, where the entire galaxy was on the brink of war.
Abaddon turned his head to the HRD, "Well, Ms Straz, this is excellent news indeed. We will get started immediately on forming the Imperial Knights, and I think that you would like to complete your duties as quickly and as efficiently as possible, so we will try to move this along. But first, we need members that can give the new organisation a solid backbone and make up the main Masters and Knights of the Order." Lord Abaddon then turned to one of the Royal Guardsmen next to him and smiled. He was covered by a mask, yet he knew each and every one of his men because of their unique Force signature. He noticed that this one was the one he had sparred with earlier, "Guardsman Karv. You know the Force, correct?" Abaddon knew the answer, but he wanted to know just how much Karv knew the answer. The guardsman was a recent addition to the Royal Guard, and it would be interesting to see the extent of the new recruit's Force ability.
"Y-yes Lord Abaddon. I know and am skilled in the Force. My father was a-"
"Yes yes, good very good. Now tell me, Guardsman Karv, how many men are currently serving in the Royal Guard?"
"W-well that is hard to say... only you truly know the answer, Lord Abaddon..." the guardsman tried to phrase his words in such a way that would not insult his leader. He knew that his leader was asking questions that he already knew, but he also did not wish to offend,
"Well, I guess that's true, Guardsman Karv. There are currently five hundred and forty-two Royal Guardsmen serving in the Empire. Now, how many Force-sensitives are in the Royal Guard?"
"Two hundred and fifty-seven, Lord Abaddon," came a sudden voice from the leader's side. It was Guardsman Brook, a most experienced Guardsman that was a skilled Force-user and a highly-regarded soldier, "And please, Lord Abaddon, you already know the answer. Perhaps you should move along before Miss Droid over here gets impatient." Lord Abaddon turned swiftly to the Guardsman, and grinned at him,
"Yes, yes. Two hundred and fifty-seven, now let's continue to the next step," the leader of the Royal Guard then leaned in closer to Brook and whispered, "You are a man of good character, Guardsman Brook, and I'll have you call someone by their proper name whether they are human or not. I hope that makes sense." Abaddon then smiled and drew back from Brook's side, and raised his voice to the rest of his Guard, "Today is a day to remember. Today the Imperial Knights will be formed. Guardsman Karv, issue orders to our main body on Bastion to transfer one hundred of our finest Force-sensitive Royal Guardsmen into Imperial Knights. Go on, off you go." Karv nodded, and swiftly walked off to issue the commands. Abaddon then turned to the flight crew that were stationed on the bridge, and were busily attending to the final checks of the spacecraft. It was time for some new recruits, and also time for a job for the HRD that stood by his side. Abaddon could sense one Force-sensitive in room, a shipmate by the name of Relgius. Abaddon spoke a few words to him, which made the shipmate jump back in shock, before agreeing to become a recruit for the Imperial Knights. Abaddon then turned to his Guardsmen, "Those of you who are sensitive to the Force, step forward." About half of the Guardsmen in the room, which was seventeen, stepped forward before he continued, "Now, I want you all to scour the ship and bring to me anyone that has sufficient potential in the Force. Now, I want ten of you," Abaddon pointed out a group of the first seventeen that stepped forward, "to go down below to the planet of Fondor and start recruiting. Scour the planet in search of those worthy of being called Imperial Knights, and then you too shall also be inducted into the New Order."
Lord Abaddon then turned to Lilia Straz, "Now, once enough Force-sensitives have been rounded up, they need to be both trained in the Force and in the body. They need to be trained by someone with stern discipline and be trained into elite soldiers, for they are to be the Elite. Now I do not believe that you have any prior experience in this area, but because you are a HRD I believe you would have been programmed with excellent combat capabilities. And so, I would like you to take these men and women that my Guardsmen find and I want you to transform them into warriors. My men and I can train them in the powers of the Force, but time is short and we do not have enough of it to be training them in advanced combat techniques. I would like you, Ms Straz, to take these men and train them. I hope you agree to this proposal." Abaddon then turned to the man Relgius, then back to Lilia, "You can start with this man here. His name is Relgius. Feel free to take him to the training room. I will follow and observe your tutoring capabilities." Abaddon then smiled at the woman. She would probably not take kindly to having to teach instead of fight, but it was necessary in order to create a branch of elite militia and it was true that the Knights would need far more people in order to teach them equally in both the Force and in advanced combat. It would only be a few hours now till the rest of his Knights returned. Once the rest of the Royal Guardsmen had been alerted and a huge recruiting campaign had been started, then Lilia Straz would be free to leave, having completed her mission to the utmost degree of excellence.
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May 12 2010, 07:58 AM
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as the final preparations of the Covenant were completed the naval commander who was to captain the ship for the Knights under command of Arch paladin Abaddon came rushing through the mass of recruits to Abaddon himself. Out of breath and took a second to catch his breath. my Lord...Emperor Raife has requested to speak to you. he said extending his hand with the holopad in the center. instantly the device turned on and the miniature hologram of the emperor stood in hte mans hand. Arch-Paladin Abaddon. he said attributing the new title the man was given. I trust all is well and you have received your Orders?
This ship is small i must admit but it has much potential. until your number grow it should suffice for a very capable ship which you would have good use for. as for training i am aware of your expertise in many areas, combined with the combat programing of the HRD you should do quite well. For saber instruction i have transfered a loyal servant of mine who was at one time a saber master for the Jedi by the name of Jayzin Iolcus. He will have the Ember with him which will serve as an a companying ship to the Covenant until which time that the knights have need for a larger ship. make good use of his talents. also, you may or may not have met the recruit i drafted form the Rakata Arena. Lucius Xeronus. though vastly untrained in the force, he has a combat prowess and a sensitivity to the force that has, as of yet, been unexplored. all these things should make a firm foundation for your growth. When you are ready to mobilize your troops, instruct the Capitan to bring you to Bastian to be formally awarded your rank and title before the Knights are put into full active duty. I have faith in your ability to lead, Abaddon.
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May 13 2010, 12:16 PM
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As the large cruiser continued its stay just passed Fondor's orbit, a lone ship soon exited hyperspace and began its main procedures for docking. Hailing the vessel with the imperial codes given to him after his meeting with the Emperor, the pilot, Lucius Xeronus proceeded towards the vessel where he would begin his new life as an Imperial Knight trainee; part of him hoping he would be accepted by his new mentors while another part still seemed to long for the freedom of traveling space on your own. No sooner had the emperor's message finished over the holocron did an incoming message come from Luke's ship.
"This is Lucius Artori Xeronus, contacting Imperial Cruiser...requesting permission to dock for new assignment." Luke said in a calm tone over the comm. It did not of course take long for him to gain such a permission as his imperial codes matched thus the young man began to bring his ship into hangar 3 for final docking procedures.
Moments later, his small freighter had landed and the rear hatch opened as the slightly ragged yet built looking man came walking out of the ship, his two swords clearly visible as they served as his only means of defending himself. There, Luke stood by his ship as he was soon met by a small security detail with one of them having departed to locate the commander of the ship, Lord Abaddon. Found him of course the Zabrak did and proceeded to salute before delivering his message.
"M'lord, a new prospect has just arrived...his name is Lucius Xeronus and he claims to have been sent by the emperor to join your outfit." The man said in a firm tone as was accustom for most soldiers. Meanwhile back in the hangar, Luke's mind began to run through his meeting with the emperor and how it came to be with his escort Lilia and it dawned on the man that he never asked what position in the Empire and HRD soldier was in; though his senses in the force were not the best, the man still felt no life from her and wondered if perhaps she was some sort of droid but still, it confused him.
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Force Powers
Precognition - Beginner Telekinesis (Push/Pull) - Beginner Force Movement (Speed, Jump/Leap) - Beginner Force Deflection - Moderate Teräs Käsi - Skilled
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May 14 2010, 03:55 AM
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Lord Abaddon stood, and closely listened to his Emperor's words. Assistance with the new Imperial Ordnance was already being delivered, and a new recruit would also be arriving. Drafted from the Rakata Arena? This man would potentially be a fine asset to the Imperial Knights indeed, especially if he was hand-picked by the Emperor. The Arch-Paladin watched as a soldier arrived to tell him of the latest ship that had boared the Covenant. It was in fact the same Lucius that the Emperor had just spoken to him about. Abaddon nodded to the soldier, "Yes, indeed he has been sent by the Emperor. Send him up." Abaddon watched as the soldier walked off, and a squad of stormtroopers would now be escorting this Lucius up to him, much like how they had escorted Lilia.
And so Abaddon quietly waited, his eyes closed in meditation. So, his dream of the Imperial Knights had come true, and soon the Empire would no longer be at a loss when the Jedi and the Sith came with their Force-users and lightsaber-wielders. Nay, the Empire would now have a force of their own to deal with them, a force that would be equal to the Jedi and Sith, if not more so. A group that would look after the Empire like it was its child, and care for it and nurture it with caring sternness and compassionate discipline. The Empire was already a force to be reckoned with, and now it would become a titan of a faction. Abaddon smiled to himself as he thought of the Order that the Empire would bring to the Galaxy through the power of the Imperial Knights. Powerful and combat-oriented like the Sith but disciplined, loyal and chivalrous like the Jedi.
The Imperial Arch-Paladin opened his eyes as he sensed his guest approach.
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