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Bail kept staring at the data he managed to retrieve. Suddenly he noticed that the others had came back on the ship.

 

Bail looked at the crew patching up. He saw Kevak and approached him. "Hey, Kevak. I..." he noticed that Kevak was observing some kind of message or something. "What's that?"

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"Fill that up. I gotta clean this wound on my chest and quaterize it with the medical laser. COuld you heat that up too while you're at it?"

 

Thryyn shrugged his way out, away from Vynn, Jaq, and that other Sith. If he would've had his way, this 'Taven' wouldn't be coming along, but Kevak was now the de facto head and has allowed the Sith's presence...

 

Hoping that Vynn, drugged up as he likely was, wouldn't notice him leaving, Thryyn made his way out of the Medbay and into the center room, which had become the congregating place aboard ship.

 

He walked in just in time to hear Shara talk about Nar Shadda. "I always knew there was a few soldiers stationed on Nar'Shadaa. But nothing ever major. I don't remember there ever being a squd there. I would have known about it."

 

"Shara." He said, hoping he didn't accidently insult. "A Corps is only Thirty-thousand soldiers, granted most of them are combat soldiers, but then you also have the headquarters of the Division, the Batallion, the Regiment, and so on." He shrugged slightly. "I'm just a grunt, a Jarhead at that, but for a planet of abotu 72 Billion people, a Corps is a really light Garrison."

 

He then turned to look at the message playing again, and looked at the explosion. "Yeah, Kevak." He agreed. "That definitely isn't a grenade or mine, but it almost looks like an Orbital Kinetic Strike... that or maybe some really high powered laser blasts..."

 

He looked at the message playback and then commanded the droid: "Pause."

 

Thankfully, the droid beeped and tweetered only a little -it was very frusterating to understand only five words out of eight- before pausing the message... right at the moment of the explosion.

 

"Oh." Thryyn breathed out.

 

The screen was filled with a ghastly green, almost the color green that one would associate with a particularly virulent strain of a disease. However, it was obviously from a high-powered laser of some time...

 

"It looks like there may be something going on at the Smuggler's Moon." Thryyn said after a moment's pause. "That or this is one hell of a doctored video. Either way, it doesn't matter. This Darth A. Guy is, likely, a little bit smarter than to attack Nar Shadda personally."

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"Thyrrn, I dont think the civvies here really care about Military speak, such as how many Republic Corps it takes to take down a single Sith Army, or how many regiments are formed into a division..."

 

 

He couldnt resist the odd stab to stop himself going crazy with the new company, atleast Taven was an old Sith Soldier like him.

 

 

"Taven, anything you can tell us about the rest of your old outfit? Whats the training like? No offense but most of your comrades appeared to be rather poorly trained, have you seen any new ships or fleets? Maybe you may of heard some Officers speaking about plans of attack?"

 

Aeran was eager to learn about the enemy, if the rest of the crew wernt.

 

"Hmm, Nar Shaddar is vital to Nal Hutta, which is run by the Hutts, everyone here knows that they are a devious and powerful organisation, even if Republic troops are 'heroically' fighting for their lives the True Sith wont be the only opposition, with a bit of luck there will be a nice 3 way war for us to get stuck into."

 

He leant back on the seat in the main hold, cleaning his rifle with a smirk, atleast he still had his helmet on.

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"Thyrrn, I dont think the civvies here really care about Military speak, such as how many Republic Corps it takes to take down a single Sith Army, or how many regiments are formed into a division..."

 

Thryyn resisted the impulse to go and bash the Sith's helmet. "Aeran, it just helps put it in perspective."

 

"Hmm, Nar Shaddar is vital to Nal Hutta, which is run by the Hutts, everyone here knows that they are a devious and powerful organisation, even if Republic troops are 'heroically' fighting for their lives the True Sith wont be the only opposition, with a bit of luck there will be a nice 3 way war for us to get stuck into."

 

Resisting the impulse to break out in laughter after "Taven's" little blurb on Nar Shadda, Thryyn looked at the supposed Sergeant, and had to wonder why he thought so much in the strategic sense.

 

"Hey, I'm not advocating that we drop everything and bust our asses to get to the Smuggler's Moon, that's just plain stupid. And quit Smirking, Sergeant Drexel!" He added as he turned to see the helmeted Sith cleaning his rifle... he had the feeling that he was smirking and didn't like it, not one bit.

 

"Well, 'Taven'", he finally said, turning back to the new Sith. "Like Sergeant Drexel said, if you've heard anything helpful, please pass it along..." Or we might have to kill you went unsaid, after all, that spoiled many pleasant conversations.

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Shara listened to Thyrrn. It made sense, but she could never remember ever seeing more than a few soldiers at a time. Putting her mind around the fact that there were about 30,000 soldiers there, according to him, was a bit hard to grasp. She supposed it was definently plausible, considering she hadn't really ever paid attention to Republic troops stationed there. They left her alone, and as long as they left her alone, there was no need for her to know they were there. It would've helped though, she chided herself.

 

"Thyrrn, I dont think the civvies here really care about Military speak, such as how many Republic Corps it takes to take down a single Sith Army, or how many regiments are formed into a division..."

 

"Are you suggesting I am simply a civilion?" Shara spat the word out with disgust, but couldn't help the playful sparkle in her eyes.

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"Fill that up. I gotta clean this wound on my chest and quaterize it with the medical laser. COuld you heat that up too while you're at it?"

 

"Yeah sure thing"

 

Taven did as the mando had asked him to. Taven than took a needle from his side and injected it into the mando's arm. To show it was no trick he put it in his own arm as well.

 

"Its a special type of medicine I made. Not only does it numb the pain but fixes it as well at a faster rate than most medicine."

 

"Taven, anything you can tell us about the rest of your old outfit? Whats the training like? No offense but most of your comrades appeared to be rather poorly trained, have you seen any new ships or fleets? Maybe you may of heard some Officers speaking about plans of attack?"

 

"Besides the fact that the training could be completed by bantha fodder there's not much to talk about there. I don't have much on new ships but there are some new HK assassin droids I believe; That's all I got."

 

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"What's that?"

 

Kevak looked up, "A message from some republic soldiers or so it appears. We're not sure if its real or if its fake. I'd rather contact Revan first before doing anything though, you're his friend right? Could you contact him?

 

Kevak looked over to Shara who had been quiet during the salvaging of the parts and he hadn't said much to her after the incident before leaving. He walked up to her and spoke so that only she would be able to hear... or perhaps anyone who was listening that well.

 

"We'll save your clan Shara, one way or another."

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"We'll save your clan Shara, one way or another."

 

Shara wanted to throw her arms around him. He had referred to her smuggling friends on Nar'Shadaa as her clan, and he was right. She felt a warm feeling all over her body. She knew Kevak was right, and she trusted him to fullfil his words.

 

Ardana watched Miss Shara, knowing that if Nar'Shadaa was in trouble, it was a big hit to the two of them, and all the other mercenaries, smugglers, and bounty hunters across the galaxy. She glanced around, looking for Erik, who had gone missing.

 

"Miss Shara, have you seen Erik?" She spoke up, trying to get her friend's mind off their home.

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"Its a special type of medicine I made. Not only does it numb the pain but fixes it as well at a faster rate than most medicine."

 

Jaq felt the substance began to take effect. "Hmph. I should have got those healing-mods installed into me when I was once a Mandalorian." He grabbed the medical laser. "Thanks. For a sith, you truly are honorable."

 

He concentrated on the wound on his chest and began working. "<grumble> yowch! Its alrght, I can take it from here. I prefer treating myself because its more comfortable this way... depending on the circumstances."

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" 'Once a Mandalorian?' You should take pride in what you were born as."

 

 

He turned to the rest of the crew.

 

 

"When are we heading off? Iv got a burning urge to snap a few True Sith necks, heres hoping your wonderful Republic Military is still alive, but if we dont hurry there wont be anyone left to save."

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"When are we heading off? Iv got a burning urge to snap a few True Sith necks, heres hoping your wonderful Republic Military is still alive, but if we dont hurry there wont be anyone left to save."

 

"Personally I say we move to Nar Shadaa and see what's going up. At the same time however I could be a trap. Either way I say we get off this planet."

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"A message from some republic soldiers or so it appears. We're not sure if its real or if its fake. I'd rather contact Revan first before doing anything though, you're his friend right? Could you contact him?"

 

"I could send him a message, but it's likely that the enemy would snap it up, and a trap would be a fact. But if people need our help, we cannot waste all our time deciding wether it's a trap or not. If you ask me, I say we go, and if it's a trap, then these ladies and gents will have to do some fighting, which they appear to like. Besides if there is a trap, we could find some sort of info about your fellow sith lords. So, shall I still contact Revan, or do you want me to take this bird in the air?"

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Sam'kil looked up at the commander, " I am supposed to deliver a message to Revan?"

The commander looked grimly back at the cadet, " yes, someone has hit our communications relay with a jamming device. All you have to do is get within range of his ship and talk, thats all"

Sam'kil looked at his small ship, the Crimson Eagle, nervously. his ship was desined for speed and agility, more like a stealth craft than a fighter ship. the one turret on there was automated, lucklily of Sam'kil, he knew he couldn't hit crap with a turret, at least, not in space.

The commander gave Sam'kil a good pat on the shoulder and then a hearty shove into his ship, causing him to stumble and nearly fall at the loading ramp. the copilot the commander had selected was Taylor Eclipse, a beautiful woman that Sam'kil had loved ever since he saw her.

The ship started the loud hum of lift off and flew away towards the general direction of Revan's ship.

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"Personally I say we move to Nar Shadaa and see what's going up. At the same time however I could be a trap. Either way I say we get off this planet."

 

Thryyn looked at Kevak incredously. "I'm sorry, Kevak, but I'm going to have to take the opposite position on this. We don't know if it's a trap or not, but that message didn't give proper identification, nor was the uniform correct for a squad CO. If it's the truth, then somebody else will be able to get there and be able to do more. Hell, the Republic might be able to land a Corps or two on Nar Shadda to reinforce the garrison."

 

Thryyn paused to let his mind sort out his thoughts. "Look at the timing of that message. Before this message came, we blew up that fort over there, we killed some more Sith and a Dark Jedi, then we destroyed some mech powered by the force. I'd say that his Darth A. guy is getting nervous since we've done all that in just a 24 hour period.

 

"Maybe you know something we don't, but I'm going to have to say that we should stay here, finish up our mission, and then go to Nar Shadda or wherever else Revan orders us. Our job is not to be regular soldiers, but special forces."

 

Feeling a little self-conscious after almost lecturing the cyborg, Thryyn turned away and looked at the projected image of Hifta, muttering to himself.

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Aeran gave a long thought, knowing that if Thyrrns idea was followed, Shara wouldnt have the chance to save her friends on Nar Shaddar.

 

"Hmm... yes, maybe we should stay here, if the True Sith are attacking one Republic world, then the Republic and *Real* Sith helping them we make the True Sith remember it."

 

 

He looked to Thyrrn

 

 

"So where do you propose we head next brainiac?"

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"Our job is not to be regular soldiers, but special forces."

 

"So you would deny the cry for help from innocent lives? Sure there's crime there but there are also poor families living there. Its our duty to stop the True Sith at all costs and if Nar Shadaa is under attack than something should be done. Is that not what the Republic is all about, peace for all, protecting the lives of the innocent? You may all do as you please but I'm going to Nar Shadaa with or without everyone. The choice is up to you all will you join me or stay; either way make the choice quick."

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"Well Im staying here, sorry Kevak but we have a Sith Lord to deal with, what possible difference can we make in a battle involving thousands of Battleships and probably triple that in soldiers? Im truly sorry, but the Republic must surely be able to defend itself, and we wouldnt get a lot of work done if we constantly ran home to deal with a threat, would we?"

 

He headed into the dormitorys to get some grenades together, and decided to upgrade his rifle with some toys from the armoury.

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"So you would deny the cry for help from innocent lives? Sure there's crime there but there are also poor families living there. Its our duty to stop the True Sith at all costs and if Nar Shadaa is under attack than something should be done. Is that not what the Republic is all about, peace for all, protecting the lives of the innocent? You may all do as you please but I'm going to Nar Shadaa with or without everyone. The choice is up to you all will you join me or stay; either way make the choice quick."

 

"I'm sorry, Kevak." Thryyn said, he had grown to like the cyborg during their short time together in this damn-fool mission. "But I'm going to have to stay here and carry out the mission. It's not because of the crime on Nar Shadda or any reason such as that, but for the simple fact that our mission is to try and destroy the True Sith as fast as we can.

 

"That means that we have to take off the head of this snake, the four Sith Lords. The Republic can take care of itself, besides we're only a small group, just about a squad's worth, individual squads rarely make or break a battle. So, I'm going to have to stay, I'm sorry Kevak, you too Shara."

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Jaq exited the medical bay and tuned into the conversation. Both arguments put forth had there pro's and cons, on whether to stay here and deal with Auroris, or head for Nar Shadda. Jaq was his own neutral party, but personally he would prefer dealing with the Sith Lord first, then worry about Nar Shadda. Then again, the smuggler's moon itself could use a little extra hand.

 

"Or, we could just say screw the mission and blow off some steam else where. I'm up for a nice hunting trip down at Kashyyyk. Terrantak skulls make nice trophies, I hear."

 

"I'm kidding. I'm remaining neutral until I decide whether one of you requires my assistance the most by the end of this."

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"That means that we have to take off the head of this snake, the four Sith Lords. The Republic can take care of itself, besides we're only a small group, just about a squad's worth, individual squads rarely make or break a battle. So, I'm going to have to stay, I'm sorry Kevak, you too Shara."

 

"What diffrence can you make if you're dead?"

 

"Or, we could just say screw the mission and blow off some steam else where. I'm up for a nice hunting trip down at Kashyyyk. Terrantak skulls make nice trophies, I hear."

 

"But they smell bad, trust me."

 

"I'm kidding. I'm remaining neutral until I decide whether one of you requires my assistance the most by the end of this."

 

"But let's face the facts. There might be a Sith lord here. But they've known about us being here even before we got here. And it never been long before you got into a battle after leaving the ship. Now, even if we don't go to Nar Shadda, we still should leave. Say, go after another Sith Lord, and hopefully catch them more off guard. But stay here, and we will die and accomplished nothing."

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Shara glanced around. "The true Sith is still here, yes?" She paused, "He knows we're here. And he'll know when we leave. What if he tells all his other Sith buddies about it all, gives him detailed descriptions." She began pacing, "Sends them little fibers of hair, clothing, scraps of armour, anything that could indentify us. Before you know it, we have every Sith, bounty hunter, and their brother coming after us."

 

She sighed, painstakingly. "There are innocent lives being lost on Nar'Shadaa. But, if we let the Sith get away, perhaps.... Perhaps he'll end us. And if we're ended, then how can we rid the galaxy of the other Sith? More worlds could end up like Nar'Shadaa. More innocents across the galaxy could be killed and we could do nothing becuase we let this True Sith guy get away right now. Beccause we ran away, trying to protect something that we couldn't protect. Not on our own anyway. We need to get rid of some True Sith, make some planetary allies."

 

She looked around making eye contact with everyone in the room, "Because what we've started. What we need to end has become bigger than what this group can handle... This is, this is a rebellion. This is an assault against the true Sith. We need more help, more jedi, more aid from the Republic... Anything. And if the Republic really is on Nar'Shadaa, killing my people. Then maybe we should find people to stand aganist the Republic too."

 

"Right now though, we need to focus on capturing and killing this True Sith, because we must sacrafice Nar'Shadaa, if for just for a while. So that we may in the end save the lifes of more innocents."

 

"They're tough there. They can take care of themselves if just for a while. The militia army of mercenaries when bound together in times of crisis is pretty powerful there, on Nar'Shadaa. I think they'd understand."

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"'Against' the Republic? The Sith and Republic have banded together to fend off this threat, our *mission* is to defeat the Sith Lords, not fight on the frontlines, you forget how powerful the Republic and Sith Armies are, they will fight the True Sith until the end, and for all we know that assault on Nar Shaddar could be a diversion, you forget what Thyrrn said: The request for help from the Republic Soldiers was NOT a verified, authorized source, it could be a bunch of kids messing around for all we know, or it might be the True Sith trying to lure us there."

 

He sighed, noticing the group becoming divided.

 

"Innocent people are going to die either way, we can run home to Nar Shaddar and deflect the attack, and then our chance to end it RIGHT here and RIGHT now will fade, or we can stay here, get rid of these Sith Lords, and then, only then can we return, you forget how powerful and large the Republic Military is, I may be a Sith but I know all too well, the Republic Military beat the Mandalorians, won the Civil War and then stood during the ages where it became more and more fragile, eventually coming back to its former glory.

 

If you want to go, then go, but we're arent going to die here, we're going to take these Sith Lords down, the Republic can defend itself, it has proven that through time, if we get rid of the Sith Lords, future attacks like the one possible happening on Nar Shaddar right now will cease."

 

He finished speaking, knowing that the crew had lost foresight, wanting to spoil for a fight instead of doing the mission they were made for.

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Sam'kil ran to the cockpit. Taylor exclaimed," what the crap!"

Sam'kil looked all around, nothing looked out of place, until he looked at the radar. it had been jammed. a fizzing static noise came over them, and on ther view screen, an armored helmet appeared.

" this is GSS Plague, your ship is being commandeered for the sith cause."

Taylor looked at Sam'kil, who only nodded at her. Taylor pressed the round red button on the panel next to her, and hoped that the jammer would allow the turret to pop up.

Sure enough, the small view screen next to her showed the signs of the turrets activcation. Sam'kil leaned forward and pressed the orange button next to the red one. and the turret, which was automated, began firing at the small cruiser. a small hail of blaster bolts started raining down from both the ships ( Sam'kils and the siths).

Taylor pushed the throttle full forward and prayed to her Benevolent being that they'd live for another fight. the hail of fire from the sith shipo pithered and died down as the smaller and faster ship disappeared into te distance.

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(Sommeone can Storyline Taylor if they want, I'm focusing on Sam'kil ( thats my SWG name). so go ahead, write a bit on her side, just please don't screw up my characters.)

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[/i]"The Republic Military beat the Mandalorians, won the Civil War and then stood during the ages where it became more and more fragile, eventually coming back to its former glory."[/i]

 

Shara narrowed her eyes, "The Republic beat the Mandalorians..." She snickered, "The Republic beat the Mandalorains. Yes, it was an honorable battle. Worthy opponents... especially the jedi... Or so I was told." She paused, and began to pace. "You know as well as I do that the Mandalorians would've won if we would have had more resources perhaps, and especially if the jedi didn't finally choose to step in. Yes. We would all be speaking Mandalorian, right now if it weren't for the jedi."

 

"The galaxy thinks my people are divided, but have you not heard the rumors? The whispers of clans forming, stronger than before the war. You cannot deny we are making our return, our return to former glory." She stopped. "My father was in that war. The remaining members of his clan reside on Dxun."

 

"Like I said, we need to take the Sith we're following here, and now. Before he tells his pals who we are. But after that," She raised an eyebrow, "Do you really think we can take on any more of those Sith? Look at all the trouble we've gone through here. We've had much hard contact, if not small skirmishes- if we don't play our cards right, some of us will die. Possibly a needed sacrifice to rid the galaxy of the Sith."

 

Again she paused, and stopped pacing, "But to truly succeed, to really stand up aganist the true Sith we need an army. The Republic is weak too: either it will fall to the Sith, or we help it along, strengthen it and take out the Sith. The choices we make will affect the rest of the galaxy: of that I am sure. The lives on Nar'Shadaa, if, as some of you have so *kindly* pointed out." Shara spat those words out glancing at the Sith and Thryyn. "Are truly endanger and it is not some "prank" then they are a needed sacrafice. Kevak, my people can wait." She held her head high, "We need to take out this True Sith while he is still here. While we have made a dent in his forces. Then to Nar'Shadaa, to rally allies... Then to the next Sith. I think our path is laid very plainly in front of us now."

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"Before you bring up the 'Jedi beat the Mandalorians, not the Republic' you fail to realise that the Jedi are PART of the Republic, and yes the Mandalorian would of won if they had more resources, but they didnt, instead of stockpiling more resources they just tried to annoy the Republic by attacking the outer worlds, when the Republic responded with a slap they were beaten, and yet you claim 'The Mandalorians had no resources', well, they should of thought of that before they tried to take on one of the biggest powers in the galaxy."

 

 

"Lives on Nar Shaddar are being lost, while at the same time the Sith on this very planet recover from the smack we gave them, we either go to Nar Shaddar or stay here, bickering about it in a pointless political debate isnt doing anyone any favours."

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"You know as well as I do that the Mandalorians would've won if we would have had more resources perhaps, and especially if the jedi didn't finally choose to step in. Yes. We would all be speaking Mandalorian, right now if it weren't for the jedi."

 

"Oh, yes." Thryyn said in a sing-song voice meant to be insulting. "That is, of course, assuming that the Mandalorians would've let Aeran, Graff, Kevak, Ardana, Erik or I even live! After all, the Mandalorians were known in that period for their outstanding kindness and understanding. He turned slightly to face Jaq. "Sorry, Jaq, but it is true.

 

"Not only that, but that's like complaining that you could've beat me up right now if you were only a little bit stronger, or had another person with you. It. Doesn't. Matter. A. Damn. Bit." He accented each word, trying to make them as biting as possible.

 

"The galaxy thinks my people are divided, but have you not heard the rumors? The whispers of clans forming, stronger than before the war. You cannot deny we are making our return, our return to former glory." She stopped. "My father was in that war. The remaining members of his clan reside on Dxun."

 

"Oh, so what am I supposed to do this time, cringe in fear? I'm sorry Shara but I have to suspend my disbelief that the current Mandalore is going to go and try to destroy the Republic... again. Everything I've heard about this Ordo fellow is rather glowing in regards to his intelligence, and I'm willing to bet any sum of cred's that he is able to learn from the past.

 

"As for your father being part of that war. Well, I'm sorry but so was Aeran and I. Anyway, the Mandalorians had to sense of fighting in as an army, what they did was fight as individuals who fought to the same goal, not as an army. As for the rest of his clan residing on Dxun, well, I can't say I'm too terrified considering that of his clan those who are available to fight were most likely crippled from the original Wars, since it is very likely your father died there."

 

"Like I said, we need to take the Sith we're following here, and now. Before he tells his pals who we are. But after that," She raised an eyebrow, "Do you really think we can take on any more of those Sith? Look at all the trouble we've gone through here. We've had much hard contact, if not small skirmishes- if we don't play our cards right, some of us will die. Possibly a needed sacrifice to rid the galaxy of the Sith."

 

"Yes, yes I do believe that we can take out more than this Sith lord. Why? Because we live and learn, Shara, we don't just go from one situation to the next without learning anything from it and just blundering in again. We can figure out more from 'Taven' and then we can improve our method. We're here for the long haul, so we can just kiss our chances of going home in a year good bye and get along with the job at hand."

 

"But to truly succeed, to really stand up aganist the true Sith we need an army. The Republic is weak too: either it will fall to the Sith, or we help it along, strengthen it and take out the Sith. The choices we make will affect the rest of the galaxy: of that I am sure. The lives on Nar'Shadaa, if, as some of you have so *kindly* pointed out." Shara spat those words out glancing at the Sith and Thryyn. "Are truly endanger and it is not some "prank" then they are a needed sacrafice. Kevak, my people can wait." She held her head high, "We need to take out this True Sith while he is still here. While we have made a dent in his forces. Then to Nar'Shadaa, to rally allies... Then to the next Sith. I think our path is laid very plainly in front of us now."

 

"Gee, thanks Shara. I notice that you now place the 72 Billion lives of Nar Shadda above the uncounted trillions of lives of the rest of the Republic. Nar Shadda is important, but it is not the most crucial system in the Republic. It will be much like Taris was during the Civil War, taking it would be more a PR coup than any military gains. Besides, what are we going to do to 'rally the troops' as you put it? I'm just another faceless Marine, not exactly liked among the regular army. Aeran and Taven are just faceless Sith, not exactly the best people to be put in a war-zone where they look the same as the enemy. Jaq is a Mandalorian, and looks like any other Mandalorian. Zarena is just a Zeltron that's all anybody really knows about her, Graff and Kevak are relative unknowns and Vynn, well, he's too drugged up right now to really care about anything." Thryyn shrugged.

 

"So, we're really not going to do much to rally the troops. We should just find Revan once we're done here and find out what our next deployment is. We are soldiers now, not individuals that make decisions dear to us to benefit us, but soldiers fighting for the very survival of the Grand Alliance of the Republic, Sith and Mandalorians.

 

"Get used to it."

 

With his part said, Thryyn looked over at the group, hoping he hadn't gone over the line.

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