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John smirked lightly... Thinking equally lightly to himself and a faint whisper to Abaddon, Seems you could really use a drink... Perhaps quite a few...

 

Ending the thought to Abaddon, his attention turned to his apprentices, not speaking a word, concentrating his wishes solely into their minds, and their's alone.

 

Congratulations on the stones, both of you. I am quite impressed in your short time, quite impressed and your usage of the Force is improving quite rapidly. You might be lighting things on fire before we know it. For now, just wait for the end of this meeting, I hope to return to slightly more productive things shortly.

 

With that, John's eyes returned their focus to the table that he was seated at...

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KR: I'm like the freakin' Martha Stewart of Chaos.

 

He was also a Marxist, which is dumb.
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Jareth made note of Nurgle's situation.

 

I'm certain Ahriman, and myself, could devise a more efficient way for our sith brother to overcome his dependency.

 

He would have to speak with the Lord once Abbadon's council had adjourned.

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*So many Force-conversations were taking place all around him, and he could only pick out bits and blurbs of them, not actually able to string a full "conversation" out of everything. He took notice of a few Sith Apprentices and saw that there were one or two without masters. They would be good hopeful, but he wasn't sure he was quite up to that task, presently. The last apprentice he took was Darth Hatred. It seemed such a waste for him to be defeated, as he was one of the absolute best warrior Sith ever. DH would be hard-pressed to replace him, but anything was possible. Perhaps he would pick one after this meeting. Perhaps not.*

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The Swoop carried the four to the temples. They entered, three making their way into the meeting room.

 

Garet Jax had arrived.

Tashkri had arrived.

Cineon Yahn had arrived.

 

Rocketblaze sent a comm to J, telling him to stay outside and protect the Swoop from any impending danger. Then he made his way into the meeting room.

 

Rocketblaze had arrived.

All four were silent.

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((I think Kivuli "dropped out". Shame...He could had so much potential...))

 

Morph smirked at the compliment from his tutelage Master. He knew he was better than the others physically, and he was probably second best to Kase as far as the force aspect went. But there was time to work on it...yes, lots of time indeed. To become powerful, to kill, to maime, to torture. It was all coming together.

 

He shot a glance to Darth Heretic, the only Master he hadn't heard of yet, curious to know who the man was. He looked powerful, yes, and cunning. He might not be the most tactful out of the group, but he made up for that with experience, it looked like. He looked down at the floor, studiying the tile pattern. He concentrated on the air, and the flowing particles in it, making invisible hands stir it. The result was a mini-twister, a true dust devil. Amusing...

 

He quickly lost interest, dropping his hold, and focused on the matter at hand.

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Gene walked out of the training academy, saw some new people, and didn't care, it was not his place to get into the masters lives. Gene saw Morp and started thinking, He is strong, but not as strong as I can be, I never fought him with my cybernetics and the force, I just fought him with some anger. Gene knew he would never be that great at the mental aspects of the force, but he would be a great fighter one day. But he knew he needed the cybernetics, they replaced alot of his muscles, and fighting with honor without his cyb's was mass slaughter.

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Viano sat next to his master and waited patiently for whatever that was meant to begin, to actually begin. He was eager to begin his training. Politics did not interest him. He wanted to kill. Everything. Everyone. He looked around the table calculating inside his head quietly, blocking all his thoughts from everyone. He was making a mental map of the best way to get to the throne.

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((Hurry up or I am leaving))

 

"Viano, patience is one of the sith's most valuable assets at times. I understand none of this is very interesting for you, and for that I apologize."

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Walking into the room with Rocketblaze, Tash lets his eyes scan the room.

 

Too many new faces, and not enough old.

 

As the thought passes through his mind, he tabulates just exactly how many people he knew. There was at least four that he could see, not counting the group that he had came in with.

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(( when you are on your own stuff you people go days without posting...and then when I disappear for 1 day you moan and complain...come on...give me a break.))

 

Abaddon smiled from his throne. "The reason you are all here will now be made clear."

 

"Master Raynuk has through wisdom and foresight acquired the position of the Jedi...however due to whatever reason he failed to start an attack." The Sith Master began.

 

"The purposes of our order have long been hindered by the Jedi and their actions. Now it is time we strike inhabiting any attack during our time of growth...they have grown bold in there attack against our allies the Imperials. In light of this they will be far more wiling to assist us. It has been many years since the Sith have attacked the Jedi and I will caution of you to take note of our past defeats and their reasons. Further details will be stated but for now I will here the say from the other Masters."

 

"Let me make clear the purpose of this attack is not for conquest or revenge...the purpose is to further the order...When the Jedi are dispersed we will have a chance to secure our holdings, something the former Dark Lords have never done. We will build fortresses on 3 maybe 4 of our Major systems. I will appoint 4 Masters to head these planets...there will be 5 seats on the council I will install afterwards, the purpose of this council has been made excessively clear those who will serve should keep in mind what I have told you. For now however our concern is with the battle. Apprentices and Lords will be silent for the moment till I have heard what the Masters have to say. For now keep the discussion relevant to the attack...the council and the bases are for a later date." The Sith Master concluded speaking both through the force and vocally.

 

He turned casting an unreadable smile at his apprentice raising an eyebrow at her responses to the world he had placed her in. He answered none of her questions but motioned wordlessly to seat at the table before the Throne on which he now sat.

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Lifting his eyes ever so slightly, not to look up at Abaddon on the throne, but merely to compensate for his forward-bent head, he noted the words. Four bases, four masters... He smirked, faintly, then shot a quick glance at Heretic to note the impact of the word "Council."

 

Nearing the end, John lowered his eyes to the table to focus his scattered thoughts... Then spoke,

 

"Obviously Imperial support will prove crucial as the Alliance will no doubt support their Jedi counterparts. I propose a lead team headed by three of the Masters, complimented with Lords and Apprentices should provide enough of an initial force to attack the Jedi and on the surface allies. Reinforcements can follow perhaps escorted by the Imperials to aid in securing the base. After all, the Jedi do tend to use Allies such as Blademasters, we must attack in sufficient numbers or we risk the chance of failure, such as Sullust so many years ago. We must however come to the agreement, of no surrender... Crush them completely, every single Jedi. I do oppose the idea of sending in all Apprentices, but a large quantity of them should face real combat, especially those further along, it would suit them quite well."

 

Stopping as per John's custom to note the opinions of others, that and he had spoken quite a large amount in only a few short minutes... His eyes scanned the room and with that his 'opinion' was concluded.

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KR: I'm like the freakin' Martha Stewart of Chaos.

 

He was also a Marxist, which is dumb.
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"One Master will of course stay behind...the planet is easily defended...and that Master should be one with lesser experienced apprentices. I will leave this open for a volunteer at this point. If no one volunteers I will appoint someone." The new Dark Lord stated finalizing a portion of Johns point.

 

"As to the Three Masters....There is little choice. There are 5 Masters present. Rocketblaze, John, Heretic, Tarrian, Montar, and myself..if Im not mistaken...Kakuto has failed to show up as have several others so their presence need not be mentioned. 1 of the 5 will of course be needed to stay here and that leaves only 4. Therefore there will be a maximum of 4 entering the jedi temole....but I will not have the entrance left unguarded...no that is what caused our faliure so long ago. 1 Master and 2 Lords will stay behind. Preferably 2 Lords without apprentices. The rest of the force will continue in." Abaddon concluded waiting to hear a volunteer or an objection.

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Jareth's mind wrapped around the impending situation.

 

a full attack on the Jedi temple....very agressive, perhaps this new leadership will work nicely

 

A snap of inspiration hit Jareth's brain as this thought left his mind. An excellent strategy, utilizing resources unknown to even his Sith brethren, would surely aid in this mission's success.....The sith lord, however, did not wish to proceed with his plan without the permission of the Dark Lord. He would wait, and seek his council at the conclusion of this meeting.

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* Impede crossed his arms and sat agianst his chair. He tried to rember where the base was but all of that was erassed. But he did rember the war on Dagobah. Impede did mention to BLCKCLONE that the base should be on Hoth. Impede couldnt rember is it was on Hoth.*

 

 

Damn that Dark Jedi. If he had not errased my memorie of the temple. I could give the sith the information. Damn him.

 

* Impede thought to him self angerly. He swirved his eyes at the Sith Lord and spoke using the force so only Jareth would hear.*

 

Jareth.....do you rember turning me? Do you remember any thing I said about where the Jedi where?

 

* Impede kept his eyes on the Sith on the throne.*

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*Raynuk sat in silence, on the right side of the gathering before Abaddon. He looked around and got a sence of...well, peace. It surprisingly felt good now that he no longer had such burdens on his back. Turning to Impede, who's question to Jareth was well heard, he glanced at Abaddon to get permission to speak. Once he received it, Raynuk stood up.*

 

"You are correct Impede...As Master Abaddon said...Perhaps the only true thing I did while in power was find the hidden Jedi base..."

 

*Turning the lights off with a flick of the Force, Raynuk pulled up the starmap and pointed to an iceball of a planet*

 

"...it is a planet that everyone knows, but few rarely look at. Hoth. The Jedi are indeed on Hoth, hunkered down in their little temple like the rats they are. Now, as was pointed out, there is indeed a strong Rebel presence on the planet aswell, with the main base being no more than 100 km from the Jedi temple. It will be possible to strike at the Jedi, but I estimate the Rebellion forces will arrive in a matter of only 10-20 minutes..."

 

*He turned the lights back with a sigh*

 

"So, if I may offer a suggestion...I belive that it would throw the entire planet in disaray if we attack the Jedi at presicely the same time the Imperials attack the Rebellion...Then they will face doom when both call for help from the other, to find they too are under attack.

 

Now, one thing that has always been a thorn in our sides has been the Jedi's tendency to create hidden underground tunnels to escape....That will hace to be delt with."

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* Impede looked at Raynuk.*

 

" I rember there bing underground floors or somthing like that, that went down thousands of feet. It's really all a blurr. If we could only get down there and blow it up. BUt that would be impossible. We would need a very big shovel. This I know for sure. The last floor is where the chambers of the council is. "

 

* Impede sigh with grief. He wished he could rember but it was too hard. His mind boggled with memories and thoughts.*

 

" Maybe if we had the Imperials use a star destroyer to destroy any ships that tried to escape the planet."

 

* Impede leaned back into his chair and rested his head on his hand.*

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At Raynuk's comments, Jareth glanced at Abbadon, and, without word or force-message, he requested permission to speak.

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Abaddon stared at Raynuk as he spoke. He looked at Jareth but spoke before offering permission for the Lord to speak; he addressed those before him responding to Raynuks words.

 

"The attack with the Imperials has been planned to be joint, already. I am to send a comm out shortly...as to the Tunnels...I assume a strategic bombardment should destroy the underground facilities. That is, if the Imperials can get close enough...however for the moment it will be best thought that we must get to the Jedi before they can get away."

 

"Lord Jareth, please enlighten me with your words."

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"My lord," Jareth opened with a bow to Abbadon, and then differed his attention to the Sith as a whole.

 

"My brethren. This success of this strike depends solely on our undetected infiltration of the Hoth system, and subsequent decent onto the planet surface. We must accomplish both with upmost secrecy, and with little loss to our main ground attack force."

 

The sith lord then turned to the map and continued, highlighting an asteroid belt just outside of the planet in question.

 

"Infiltrating the system should not be a problem. This belt of asteriods is thought to be impenatrable, but will cause little trouble for our force-adept pilots to pass through, and I doubt that the imperial fleet will have trouble mounting an attack from this location either. It is the last thing the Jedi expect. From there, comes the hard part. There will be much loss of life once we break the planet's atmosphere, and I fear that, should the Sith lead the main assault on the planet, many of us will not make it through the combined surface to air defenses of both the rebel alliance and the Jedi temple itself."

 

Shifting his attention once more to the order, He then concluded his speech.

 

"I believe sacrafice must be made, and that sacrafice should be our Imperial allies. Their numbers are far superior to ours, and their losses, while large in number, will not be as big a hinderance to their overall force as loosing just 1 or 2 sith would be to this order. It is my opinion, that letting them go in first, and shield the brunt of those defenses from us, would be the best strategy."

 

"Master abbadon, I also have a plan to land our internal strike team deep within the Jedi base, but, I would rather speak it to you in private."

 

With that, Jareth reseated himself next to his former master, and awaited the Dark Lord's response.

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"Sounds good my Lord. We shall not fall striking down the Jedi."

 

Neo turns hearing louder commotion than he did when he first entered The Meeting Room. He looked at his lightsaber, down on his belt, as he felt the strong power within it. He sighed, and stampered back into the room where he and Garet were before the meeting. He looked around, seeing if anyone was around, no one was. He pulled out his lightsaber and clicked it on, the double sides flickered to life as he started swinging the blade in a full rotation. For this blade was now becoming old, he needed to use it.

 

Neo thought for a second and realized what the Sith were about to do. They were finally purging on an enemy, one that had fought them forever. He put his saber away, the light in the room went dimmer as the saber light disappered. Neo sighed yet again, he now had to do wait he did best and wait.

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Abaddon looked around the room gauging various expressions "Soon as our Imperial allies are ready. For now I pardon you all to your own...get weapons for your apprentices that have none, all will fight...save..." He looked for a Master out of the group.

 

"Master Tarrian, You are far wiser in this bases defense systems and the plans for the Sith Academy, you are so enthusiastic about, need to be designed right away. Would you mind staying behind with your apprentice and keeping watch over the temple?"

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((OOC: Lmao abbadon...."In the rear with the gear!"))

 

 

Jareth looked to Viano, who's eyes craved blood. The sith lord could tell that his apprentice was exited by the impending war, but Jareth was fearful that the boy needed more training.

 

"Viano, Lets get a few sessions of training in while the Sith are organizing. I will meet you in the facility, nothing will hold me up this time. Keep my stun-saber for now. We will train you with that first."

 

Jareth then waited for a private council with the Dark Lord.

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So the Sith were going to war. Well, as long as he got a lightsaber, he'd be okay. Sith swords didn't do much beyond cutting flesh, but a lightsaber...

 

He could almost feel a cylindrical object in his hands...The matter at hand returned to his attention, his every neuron focusing on the speakers and his own Master's emotions. John was very kind to take in four hopefuls, one of which had not shown...odd...anyway, not many Sith had trained multiple Hopefuls by themselves, and John was just the one to do it. But Kase seemed to belong to him, and John to Kase. Their pasts belonged together, as well as their future. Morph wasn't about to disrupt that.

 

Besides, there were bigger and better masters to have, especially the padawanless Darth Heretic, who sat near to John, at an easy viewpoint. He caught the name in the banter of the Masters, when they were babbling back and forth about what they owned, or something like that. That part didn't really apply to him, and he ignored it somewhat. If anyone, he looked like a good master for him, strong, and with good leadership skills. He could make Morph powerful in the force...

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Master Abaddon *DH spoke, in a commanding tone* With all due respect, I have an idea to draw the Jedi's attention away from our main assault fleet. I used this tactic once, with great results, but to pull it of requires impeccable timing. Would you care to hear about it, or do you have your ideas set already?

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"The fleet movements are up to the Imperials...Major Payne has yet to lose a battle if I am correct...I trust his judgement...as should you Master Heretic" The Dark Lord almost scolded noting Heretics tone. He was not one to be commanded.

 

"You Master Heretic will likely charge with the Imperials and secure the entrance in order to catch the escaping Jedi...I will send to Lords with you. May you not only taste your enemies blood but lap it as if from an ocean." The Dark Lord turned and entered a private room motioning for Jareth to follow suit. Should Tarrian not like the idea of staying in the rear she would likely bang on the door to get his attention...unfortunately.

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