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*Torres, accompanied by his Genin Troops, hop in his steam-powered speeder. They begin to make their way towards the mass.*
*Sith Troopers exit the ships and get in formation. A Sith Warrior ignites his Lightsaber when he sees the speeder aproaching. He wears a terrifying mask, and dark black robes. He raises his hand in the air, and the Sith Troopers move their rifles to ready position. He waits to talk to the people on the speeder.*
Risewell Manor, The Capital
*A robotic assistant views the broadcast with intrigue. Upon its end, the bot turns to its master.*
Robot: "Sir, this broadcast is from an unknown source. What shall we do?"
???: "It matters not. Turn it off. It doesn't affect us."
*And with that, the message is destroyed with one swift mechanical swing of an arm.*
*The officer smiles again, an unnatural look. There is a strange glint in his eye*
Ross: My name is Kaspar Ross, I am a Minor Prefect in the Grand Rivetish Army.
*He look around the room*
Ross: I have a few questions, more than before, seeing as your daughter is not present....
Ambassador: I'm not sure what you hope to gain here. Or countries are ending communication between one another. If you seek information, I hold none of importance.
Ross: Oh, you though you were being given a choice in the matter? Anyhow, as I see it, you have two choices. You could voluntarily stay, and none of your men outside have to die. Or, I order my men to slaughter them and take you and your daughter by force. No one wants that, not me and not you.
*The speeder stops, allowing the Overseer and his guards to exit. Torres looks at the Sith. He is troubled. Still, he makes contact.*
Torres: "I don't know who you are or why you're here, but I must warn against your... aggressive entrance. We don't take too kindly to outsiders, especially those with hostile intentions."
You can't force him to get involved. Move on if they aren't interested.
The northern cresent and Riveti
(OOC: So no right?)
*The society monitors the activity the news*
*Kalánkal Yuan accepts the request to meet with the Sith in his private study to discuss the current crisis in Kzarian Politics*
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*Meanwhile in the town square of a 'construction' crew approach a statue of an infamous Kzarian General venerated by the pseudo-fascist government of the new Monarchy, and set down a variety of equipment. A patrolling soldier, cautiously approaches the crew*
Soldier: What are your purposes here citizens?
Foreman: We were sent by the state to provide maintenance on the statue, the base is weakening we were told
Soldier: Show me your identification papers and your permit to work on the statue.
Foreman: Oh..Of course, here they are...
*He holds out the papers for the soldier to read*
Soldier: Seems to be in order..Glory to Kzaria and glory to the Emperor
Foreman: Glory be..
*The team work around the statue, drilling holes into the cement base and inserting what appears to be steal rods from the distance with electrical cables protruding from the ends and they set up a mechanical device to the side. Once their work is near to completion, they nod to each other and each of the 4 workers walk close behind a soldier and either stab them or slit their throat, pulling out hand guns and firing at other soldiers in the crowd while the foreman detonates the Magnum, blowing up the statue before the Revolutionary terrorists vanish from the scene*
*A man in power armor which appear to have animal ears and a tail appears before the Kzarain Government.*
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