Moore sat down as Aezzairrfhowrrhudrrl spoke, doing his best to keep his face impassive as the Wookiee commented. He did not agree with the man's sentiments about the Jedi, an Order which, thus far, had not exactly done a brilliant job in stopping successive worlds from falling to the Sith...
Moore had to conceal his confusion as the Prime Minister spoke. She appeared to be suggesting that the Consortium was less centralised than the Republic, but more centralised than the Alliance, and therefore they should join the Republic?
He was confused.
Why would you join a more centralised...
Senator Moore had been, as usual, silent as the opening positions in the debate had been made. He said nothing as the Prime Minister made her proposal, nor when she had announced her intention to not only join the New Republic, but to go further, and to run for the position of Chancellor as...
Unfortunately his reception was rapidly turning into a tit-for-tat bicker-fest between some of the more catty Senators. Moore sighed under his breath, and briefly stepped back from the gaggle of Senators before moving off to one side, where a small podium was resting. There was a reason they...
Moore returned the greetings, hand-shakes and false smiles of the various newcomers, responding with mild pleasantries and sundry small-talk as he did so. Diplomatic training, and years of it, came in exceptionally handy in such a situation, where one had to pretend to like people you wouldn't...
"Internal frictions have always been part and parcel of how the Galactic Senate operates. Indeed, few would have it any other way." Moore smirked "It is, of course, vital that we mend bridges with the various Senate factions, with a view to finding a common ground, but not at the cost of healthy...
"The honour is mine Senator Hedarial, it is good to see you back on Coruscant." Moore replied, shaking the man's hand and smiling with as much sincerity as he could muster. "I was sorry to hear you faced troubles on your homeworld, hard times appear to come in waves it seems." he remarked...
Phanius had never understood why the Coruscanti authorities used their weather satellites to make it rain. With the power to control the weather at their fingertips, one would have imagined they could have been more imaginative. Nevertheless, he trudged onward, the rain making for a rhythmic...