<> GENERAL LUCIDIUS HALE <>
Commanding Officer of the 1st Imperial Expeditionary Force
Loyal Servant of the Imperial Remnant and Avenger of the Empire
At last the day had come...Rothana was now flying the standard of the Remnant, and the Imperial March could be heard in an official ceremony at the Imperial Sector Palace where all of the planet's leaders and celebrities alike came together to celebrate. Rothana's entrance into the Imperial Remnant was sure to send a signal to both friends and foes: Hale now possessed the manufacturing powerhouse of Rothana Heavy Engineering, which meant that the Imperial Remnant war machine was just about to become even stronger!
Behind the presentation stage in the Imperial Sector Palace, Hale was busy chatting with several of his officers from Imperial Intelligence. Hale had a couple hours before he was scheduled to deliver his keynote speech to close the ceremonies, so in the meantime the conversation shifted to intergalactic politics...
"...But General, we can't even be certain that the New Republic poses any real threat. Of course they are gaining momentum, yes, but some of their key leaders have fallen out of scope."
"Are you saying we can't keep tabs on them anymore?"
"No not at all. Imperial Intelligence is collecting some really great information. The issue is that it seems these New Republic officers have abandoned their missions. They've given up."
"How can we be certain of this? What about their other task forces?" asked Hale.
"Recently, the New Republic re-established a presence on Yavin IV with a full task force. After doing so, the task force disappeared - and went back to their sector defense fleet - and again at Sullust, a New Republic fleet shows up with the intent on performing diplomacy, but the diplomats have yet to begin negotiations..."
"Something is up. Are they planning something big?"
"We don't have any reason to believe anything, sir. We can only make rational decisions based on the facts, and the facts would suggest that the New Republic is weakening - from the inside. Yes, their key leaders are present and visible, their presence at Mon Calamari will remain strong, but it seems they are content letting the Rebel Alliance doing all the fighting while they preside over the bureaucrating..."
"Ha! The Rebel Alliance... if there is any reason to believe the New Republic is weak it is because they cannot even unite under a single banner," replied Hale.
"The same could be said about the Empire sir, we shouldn't be too presumptuous."
"Indeed. That reminds me of my next question for you gentlemen. Battle plans... I need targets. Where do you guys think we should hit next?"
The Intelligence Officers thought quietly amongst themselves before speaking up, "It's not really a question of where, General, but who. Who do we want to send a message to? Whose sphere of influence should we try to diminish?"
"A good question. We just talked about the New Republic... why not put more pressure on them? Then there is the Rebel Alliance, which if they should be considered a real threat, then they should be higher on our priority list," analyzed Hale.
"I think either way sir, we should do what's best for the Imperial Remnant by strengthening the First Expeditionary Force. The other factions - including the forces still flying the flag of the Galactic Empire mind you - have set their sights on systems that have given them a strategic advantage, either through resources or through location. We should do the same."
"An interesting thought," remarked Hale, "given the resources we now command, we should have no reason to take a big risk."
"How big of a risk are you willing to take, General?"
"It's time to put our ship on the line. While I think pursuing Diplomacy here at Rothana was a wise decision - sooner or later we may face other planets that do not have Imperial Amnesty and who field an equally large defensive fleet as Rothana did. It was battle that forged the Empire originally, and it will be battle that will forge the Imperial Remnant..."
Hale was interrupted by a personal assistant who told him he had 15 minutes to get ready for his speech.
"Excuse me gentlemen," said Hale.
"Yes sir," replied the officers, saluting.
After Hale returned the salute, he walked to the side of the presentation stage and began sliding through his keynote outline on his ComPad. Lieutenant Elena Winston approached him from behind, with a drink in hand.
"Lieutenant, I don't know if our Diplomacy could have went as smoothly if your special touch wasn't present. Thank you."
"The pleasure was all mine, General," she smiled, then took a sip of wine from her glass, eying Hale in a particularly sensual manner.
For the first time since reporting onboard the Avenger, Hale was wondering if Elena was attracted to him at all. While he preferred to keep all of his relationships with his command staff at a professional level, Elena's presence in the past two missions put her increasingly into a personal dynamic with him. What could Hale do, really? At 27, he was the youngest Flag Officer in the Imperial Remnant thanks to the fask-track that Lord Vader had put him on a few years ago. Elena was only two years his younger, and thanks to her Zeltron physiology was one of the most physically attractive women in the galaxy - though despite her looks, Hale also appreciated her sound judgement and intellectual capabilities and on-the-job knowledge. Surely, thoughts of romance would fly between the two, but Hale wrestled with entertaining the reality of these thoughts...
"Elena..." began Hale.
"Yes General?" replied Elena, taking another sip from her wine glass.
If Hale did have anything personal to say to her, it got cut short, "General, you're on in 10 seconds," interjected a stage hand who came out of nowhere.
"Thank you," replied Hale to the stage hand. Sliding his ComPad back into his pocket, he brushed off his uniform to make sure he was looking good. Looking back to Elena, he said "...when the party is over, meet me onboard the
Aletheia."
Elena smiled, and then turned around and walked away.
Hale walked out from the side of the stage onto the main podium to once again address a crowd he had done so before when the diplomacy first began on the planet. Now he was addressing them not as an outsider, but as one of their new planetary leaders.
"Today will be a day long remembered for the Imperial Remnant!"
The audience applauded and cheered, and after Hale made his opening remarks, he began speaking to the Rothanians as friends and fellow Imperials. As his speech began hitting some highlights, Hale reminded himself that all the hard work was now finally over.
"My fellow Imperials... it has only been months since the Battle of Endor, but you have convinced me that there is something to the Imperial Remnant that will prevail over the course of our lifetimes... no longer are we just a splinter faction of the Empire marching out of the depths of Bastion. Now... from one end of the galaxy to the other, the Imperial Remnant stands strong!"
"Rothanians - we owe you our gratitude and respect. Without your leadership, Rothana would truly be lost. I for one am glad to see your system did not fall apart or fall into Rebel hands as many other systems did recently. Without your fidelity, we would not have been attracted to pursuing diplomacy here in the first place. Without your courage, I would have never know how strong Rothanians truly are! I for one am proud that Rothana has joined the Imperial Remnant, for everyone now benefits from this mutually advantageous relationship!"
"In closing, I wish you all the very best. I will be remaining in system for a short time while construction projects are being tasked, but I assure you that I will always consider Rothana a true stronghold of the Imperial Remnant, and that I will serve and protect this planet as if it were Bastion itself!"
As Hale finished, he waved his hands and smiled, being cheered on vibrantly by the audience. At last his time on Rothana's surface was coming to a close...
Action Summary
1. Milestone #4 Storyline completed.
2. Diplomacy Mission completed. 1000 KCs prize transferred to Account.