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Statement from Senator Alyrra Adasca's Office: People of the New Republic: My constituents on Arkania have made their voices plain. They elected me to serve them and they feel that I have failed, so I will bow to their wishes and resign my post as the incumbent senator of Arkania. It was a...

Lyra recoiled as though she had been struck. War with the Sith? Were they insane? Sure, it was a prospect that looked better now that the Sith were weakened; but had these fools no sense of priority? She opened her mouth and closed it, a fish gulping for air, an oxygen starved brain looking for...

Some days, Lyra wondered why Arkania remained in the Republic. The Chancellor's recent efforts to further align himself with the Sith was already weighing on her; but when the news reached her that he had taken a fleet and attacked Tanaab, she had found herself unable to move. And yet here she...

Lyra opened and shut her mouth at least a dozen times before settling on the decision that she would be saying nothing. Truth be told, there was little she could say. The Chancellor was not going to back down off the arrest of Senator Kallist without an inquiry or investigation; and the...

Lyra was beginning to wonder if she was cursed. Since her election, the New Republic had suffered a number of political crisis and embarrassments that meant every meeting she attended now was about how best to fix them. And now this. A senator who wanted religious zealots back within their...

Lyra was satisfied. Governor Ordalos had a point. Choosing a place for a back-up should be done in secrecy—not in an open and holovised Senate meeting. She keyed her mic even as she recorded her vote. "Arkania is satisfied with the measure and votes 'yes' on both the original measure and the...

Lyra felt like a freshly shaken drink by the time the Jedi set her down, her thoughts as jumbled as her organs felt. She remembered wanting to protest leaving her crew behind before her ear drums had practically exploded and she was being whisked away like one of those stolen princesses from the...

Lyra smiled. She loved a woman who knew what she wanted, ambitious women even more so. It was good they understood each other; and Lyra had no problem scratching backs who scratched hers. "I do believe we are on the same page, Admiral," she said, clasping her hands again before her. "This was a...

Finally, a reasonable proposal and debate that had nothing to do with religious warfare. This felt more like the Senate Lyra had been elected to participate in. She stood up and keyed her microphone on. "Thank you for your proposal, Governor Ordalos," Lyra said. "It is a most welcome thing to...

Lyra had not missed the flatness of the Jedi's tone. Dazed and bleeding as she were, she had not been rendered deaf by the crash, nor fully taken leave of her senses. She knew the Jedi were not fond of her, and she was not fond of them if she was completely honest. But, like her or dislike her...

The blast hit the hull hard enough to send Lyra face first into a console. Then her stomach dropped out from under her as gravity caught her ship and began to pull her towards the nearby planet's atmosphere. She tried to steady herself, tried to push herself up from the console she had fallen...

As expected, the situation was more complicated than she would have liked. Were this simply scratching the back of the navy for a potential favor down the line, Lyra might have done it without hesitation. Politics was a game, after all, and she intended to play it smartly. But now feelings were...

En route to Genassa || Somewhere between Arkania and Genassa Mid Rim 22:00 Galactic Standard Time Alyrra did not know what system they were in when the attack came; but when it did, it came hard. Her captain had made every plea, raised every signal, and the hull of her ship was carrying the...

Lyra had not expected to be granted control of the weapons, but she was no less pleased by the offer. She seized the indicated stick and switched the weapon systems on, waiting for a proper opportunity, which came in the form of a series of pillars jutting up out of the ravine the admiral had...

Lyra had hoped a member of the New Republic's delegation would vote before her, but no one did, leaving her to lead the pack. Seconds felt like long, stretched out minutes as she made up her mind. Then she switched on her mic and stood a third time. "The Senator from Champala (@Olwin) is...