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Emryc Thorne

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This wasn’t the first time Emryc had made a public address while he was recovering from injuries, and he doubted it would be the last. Getting the best care out there meant he was well on his way to being back in the office. However, with all the media buzz around him he was advised to make a Holonet appearance to update the galaxy on his condition and next steps. He experienced an outpouring of support and grief not only from fans, but also from other diplomats like the Chancellor and others. While he considered it all to be superficial and fake, this much attention still made him slightly uncomfortable.

The half Sephi was standing in front of a podium, a few days after being released from the hospital. The bruises on his face had healed, but there was still a scar on the left side of his face that hadn’t quite gone away yet. Emryc’s frosty gaze stared out at the cameras, his hair back to being perfectly styled. He was back in a suit and back to his Presidential appearance.

“Citizens of the galaxy,” That familiar baritone began, “Words cannot express how humbled I am for the amount of support I’ve received during the troubling times I’ve experienced,” His mind briefly wandered to when he was playing cards with the pirates at some point, “I am not afraid to admit that the kidnapping was truly jarring. I commend the exceptional efforts of the ISC Rangers, the New Republic Rangers support and also the Jedi that rose to meet the challenge,” Emryc detested giving credit to Jedi, but even he couldn’t gloss over a Councilor appearing on the scene. The woman had played her hand right.

“But I also do not condone the escalation of violence amidst all this,” Emryc stated firmly. This entire segment was added to his speech due to his aides insisting. Those that knew him well would clearly see he despised speaking on this topic, “It is an unforgivable tragedy what happened with the members of the Emryc Thorne Fan Club,” He cringed slightly uttering the words, “And my thoughts are with those that perished and I hope for a speedy recovery for…” He blinked before he continued, “..Ms. Pootalina Thorne,” Emryc cleared his throat after a moment, “I fully expect the Free World Alliance Prime Minister to speak to this grave tragedy with a plan of action to follow up. In addition to that, my office will be offering reparations to the families of those that died and match the donations to those that donate to the fan club.” (@lizziie )

Emryc reminded himself to strangle his aide at some point. The very subtly irritated look on his face disappeared as he moved to the next topic.

“In light of this, let it be known that the ISC will not be silent after such a brazen move by pirates affiliated with the Five Syndicates. I hereby formally declare all Five Syndicate planets and combat individuals to be enemies of the ISC. Henceforth, the ISC will begin corrective measures to bring justice to the criminally governed planets that have not only systematically withheld AMS vaccines from its citizens but has allowed despicable actions such as the kidnapping of galactic leaders. This ends now. The ISC military forces will be mobilized and deployed at once. I will also work with FWA and New Republic leaders to track the Syndicate organizations that have dug their roots in deep within these territories."

The half Sephi paused for a moment before he finally finished, “I was not afraid after the Sith shot me down, and I’m still not afraid today. I am a man of the people and I serve you. And I am here to stay.”
 

Davik Lorso

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Davik was sweaty and his fingers sore from playing the guitar for hours, but he couldn't deny the thrill of playing with the Furry Fantastics again when he stepped off stage and headed towards their dressing room. Mera been great, her voice sounded amazing and Davik was pretty sure her moves made a couple of human close to stage faint from ecstacy. Davik had feared to be a bit rusty, not having played a gig in a while, but he didn't think he missed a note and as promised hadn't shown up spiced out of his mind or run off with one of the married members of the band.. this time.

When he reached the dressing room and spread out over the couch he was overjoyed to see one of his new friends on the HoloNet, "Oi, turn up the volume!" he told.. himself.. as he grabbed the remote next to him. What he heard surprised him. Mera and the rest of the band were just entering the room when Emryc talked about the kidnapping and how he declared war on everyone affiliated with the Five Syndicates, which was nearly everyone that was poor enough to be born on the lower levels of any populous world. Davik's mood quickly turned for the worse and Mera, who recognized Emryc as having watched her perform a love-knot, seemed to recoil in disgust. "This means we're all fucked," she looked at Davik for confirmation and found it in his foul expression, "It means he's a two-faced ass who can't tell the difference between a Hutt and someone whose too poor to go into politics."

Davik had been typing up a message on his datapad and hit send.

To: Captain Rav Haskeen (@Nor'baal), Drussk (@Arclight)

Emryc is a two-faced shit. Better stay out of Hutt Space.


Luckily Davik hadn't been identified as one of the kidnappers yet and Emryc had never seen his beloved Catscratch. "Come with me to New Alderaan," he told the band, meaning them and their families, "Five Syndicates don't have much of a presence there. We'll be safe for a while."

The Shivastenen drummer seemed excited at the prospect. "We can record a new album!" Yeah, Davik thought, full of hate-music.
 

Gareth Gin

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Gareth found himself drinking in a bar, holding his head with one hand as he heard the news on the holonet, the Miralukan was veeeeery pissed off, he had found out about Preef's death at the hands of their new empress right after the first round of the first tournament, he joined with his best intentions in mind, trying to have some fun with his sith allies and understand them better and in return they killed his boss, his friend, the man that brought him into the Zaa Fenn, if he didn't know it was a suicide mission he would've started breaking necks right there and then.

And now, as he was thinking just about what he could do for the Zaa Fenn now that they were at war with the sith, some stupid fucking morons make the ISC declare war at them, they should've just killed the guy and and take the bounty, for force's sake, but noooo, they had to get too greedy and put a target on everyone's back

Gareth's grip on the glass of whiskey he had ordered tightened as anger and hatred filled his heart...and the glass broke, just like something inside him did. The bartender stared at the Matukai blankly before Gareth snarled at him "The fuck you lookin' at? Fill me another one, now!" ...Guess his plans on Coruscant would be even more important now, figures, at war with everyone, the other factions looking at the syndicates with contempt, thinking they were better than them because they could afford to be moral in one way or the other...They will show them, they will show them all.
 

Pootalina

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Pootalina had been released from the hospital last night. Her recovery from the Mandalorian's attack had taken longer than some had thought. Perhaps wermals just don't react well to stun bolts, or perhaps the nurses were unable to do their jobs as well as usual due to the stench in her hospital room. The wermal had spent the day mourning the dead protesters who had gone to Mandalore, but she had eventually found herself at a bar, watching the news.

The creature's one eye visibly widened when her Emy-poo appeared on screen. "My baby is safe!" she blurted out in a happy surprise. The other patrons around her gave her side eyes that she did not notice, as she was too busy staring intently at the holoscreen. Her eye widened even further when the half-Sephi hunk mentioned her club, and she let out a gasp when her One True Love spoke her name! "That's my name!" squealed the wermal with an excited, full body wiggle. "Omg omg omg omg!"

The squealing sound of her excited fangirling covered the sound of a different squeal. All the excitement coursed through her body until it reached her rear end, and an invisible cloud of gas exited from said end. It billowed out, causing the nearby patrons to start coughing and cursing at the foul scent. Within moments the bar cleared--even the bartender dipped--leaving Pootalina alone to wiggle excitedly while she watched the holotv broadcast.

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Carrick

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Consortium
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For the first time in what felt like months, Carrick was able to watch the news relating to the ISC without having to actually be involved in it. An unexpected change given that he had only agreed to release half of the proposed ransom but fortune had smiled on Emryc Thorne (though not his health) and the President was free. This time, rather than just having a cigarette, Carrick was also allowing himself an indulgence of a glass of scotch.

He didn't drink often enough to know if the scotch he was drinking was even very good but it was doing it's job of loosening him up slightly. Watching Emryc thank the Jedi for their part in attempting to track him down was like watching someone try and thank a slug for crawling down their throat. Naturally he didn't hold as much distain for them as Emryc did but he could sympathize - he toasted the holo display.

"At least they bathe... speaking of..."


Carrick had not had the dubious pleasure of meeting Mrs Thorne but he had caught some of the news reports and the candid after actions reports from the ISC Rangers. He chuckled to himself.

"To Mr and Mrs Thorne, a strapping young lad named Emryc... and a bouncing baby girl called Pootalina. Naturally."


He toasted the display again, once, before finishing his drink with a grimace at the taste. People drank this kind of thing on a regular basis? Well, he supposed people hated themselves enough to do worse things. Turning away from the display, Carrick turned back to the small huddle of Fleet Admirals of the ISC Navy and Generals of the ISC Army.

All crowded around holograms of the TE-1 Destroyer and the TE-2 Carrier/Destroyer.

"Sentients - lets get back to business. Thorne's Endeavour is well and truly underway..."


A suit of armour around the Home.


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