Education. Perhaps the most vital necessity to any civilization. Empires rise and fall, Republics grow and flunder. Groups fight for territory, ships and other such needed materials. Whilst harsh battles rage around the galaxy many factions forget what is most important. What they most need to survive. The Coalition do not. Whilst they make it their mandate to free enslaved and oppressed races they continue to think of their own peoples future at the same time. Waste resources, waste ships, even waste time. Never waste the future. Never waste education.
[font=Times New Roman]CN-1344, Unknown Regions
The shuttle lumbered shiftingly into the open mouthed hangar of the Imperial Class Star Destroyer. As the boarding ramp descended a reptillian figure marched down. Saluting the two waiting techs and deck officer who were there to greet him he set off at a brisk pace towards the nearest turbolift. The three men fell into step behind him. Whilst none would ever admitt to it, they each wore nervous yet eager expressions on their faces.
For many months the Star Destroyer had undergone a complete overhaul. Entire sections of the hull had been removed and replaced. Large sections of the engines had been refitted with newer models. Once called the Deforen this ship was barely recognizable as the battered horror that had inflicted great damages to poor races in the depths of the Unknown Regions. This was the first time that it's Captain had returned to it since surrendering the large vessel to the Coalitions repair crews.
It had taken a great deal of time and a tremendous amount of effort but finally, the aptly named Revolution, was fit for service.
As Kerld stood in the polished lift the tech crews launched into massive amounts of garbled talk about the modifications that had been made to his ship. Datapads flashed infront of his face before quickly dissapearing to be replaced by holograms of the engine rooms and shielding rooms. Details of new turbolaser emplacements were hastily passed around. Kerld could only take so much. Especially on his first day as a Coalition Captain.
"Enough already. Gentlemen, I'm sssssure there isss much you wisssh to bring to my attention but for the moment I am mosssst anticipated to sssssee the bridge. Resssst assuered that I will read through all the designssss and your recomendationssss asss sssssoon assss the oppertunity arrivessss."
Disapointed looks appeared on all three faces but none of them allowed any emotion to show in their voices as the simultaniously replied, "Yes Sir".
The rest of the short ride went by in a slightly tense silence. No one daring to break it incase they should accidentally return to the former topic. Finally, a few minutes later, the doors opened to reveal the long awaited sight.
The last time Kerld had stood in the cluttered space the sight had been more notorious than any he had ever seen. Bodies had lain strewn across the blood covered floor. Short circuiting consoles had flared sparks into the air. Meds and relief soilders had been running to and fro, trying desperatley to save wounded comrades. Whilst the Coalition had won that day, and Kerld had been fortunate enough to return here with the monster behind it all, many men had died in the process.
The mass amount of changes that the Revolution had gone through were evident enough. The floor was polished so highly that it reflected the images of those who walked upon it. Brand new, state of the art consoles were arrayed in space giving positions. And in the dead centre of the room, where once Cas would have stood and barked his orders, sat an impressive seat reserved for Kerld himself. Once upon a time Kerld had considered himself a slave to this ship, now he felt joy at being it's proud owner.
As Kerld seated himself and gazed around at the smiling crewers each one broke out into a round of applause. The Captain had found his way home.
Kerld stared down at the commander before him.
"Engage reversssse thrusterssss. Detatch all umbilicalssss. Take her out Commander."
"Yes Sir."
Slowly and surely the Star Destroyer began to back away from it's docking station where the repairs had been administered. Twenty minutes later, the huge ship was hurtling through hyperspace, it's mission to patrol the Galactic Coalition.
* * * *
Two days later
Halof Kerld sat behind his desk just off the bridge of the Star Destroyer Revolution. His gaze was so transfixed on the beautiful swirls of the watery planet Ando he currently orbitted around that it was several beeps before he realized he had an incoming transmission. Turning to look at the vidconsole before him he reached out one scaley hand and accepted the call. On the screen the Galactic Coalition symbol phased out to be replaced by five members of the high command, all seated around an impressive oak table.
"Captain Kerld we are glad to find you in good health. Has the Revolution responded well?" Spoke the first of the men who sat at the head of the table.
"Yessss Sssir. All sssysstemss have worked effectively. The Revolution isss ready for all your needsss."
"I'm glad to hear that. We at the high command have decided your skills are to be put to the test. Tell me, are you familliar with the planet Mrisst?"
"I am afraid not Sssssir."
"Given that you've only emerged from the Unknown Regions in recent times that does not come as much of a surprise. Most of the information you will need can be found in your ships databanks, but for your beneifit we shall briefly inform you about it." The man inclined his head to one of his fellows to his right. The second man regarded Kerld for a moment before shuffling some datapads and launching into details.
"Famed for it's large amount of schools, Mrisst is more commonly known as 'The University Planet'. The resevoirs of knowledge which are held there are invaluable, aswell as that it has a great reputation for teaching it's students vital information and allowing them freedom in the forms of open minds."
The head of the table nodded to his colleague and then turned back to the screen.
"As you can see it would be an extreme addition to our growing economy. With Mrisst in our grasp we can make sure that many of the more unfortunate races we protect can recive the education they deserve. And of course it will also aid greatly as we have seen some interest in this planet on behalf of the Empire."
"The Empire musssst not be be allowed to accessss sssuch an important planet!" Kerlds voice was in the danger of rising.
"Indeed, that is why we are ordering your ship to head out there and begin peaceful talks with the Administrator of the planet. Take the Revolution and offer them whatever you need to get them on side. You have your orders Captain. Follow them through. Good luck."
" Yessss Ssssir." The transmission ended as Kerld rose from his chair. Gazing out one last time at the beauty below him he left his office to emerge on the busy bridge.
"Commander Lesssshel sssset coursssse for the Tapani Ssssector, the planet Mrisst. Our firssst misssion awaitsss ussss. Let usssss make ssssure it isss ssssuccesssful."
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[font=Times New Roman]CN-1344, Unknown Regions
The shuttle lumbered shiftingly into the open mouthed hangar of the Imperial Class Star Destroyer. As the boarding ramp descended a reptillian figure marched down. Saluting the two waiting techs and deck officer who were there to greet him he set off at a brisk pace towards the nearest turbolift. The three men fell into step behind him. Whilst none would ever admitt to it, they each wore nervous yet eager expressions on their faces.
For many months the Star Destroyer had undergone a complete overhaul. Entire sections of the hull had been removed and replaced. Large sections of the engines had been refitted with newer models. Once called the Deforen this ship was barely recognizable as the battered horror that had inflicted great damages to poor races in the depths of the Unknown Regions. This was the first time that it's Captain had returned to it since surrendering the large vessel to the Coalitions repair crews.
It had taken a great deal of time and a tremendous amount of effort but finally, the aptly named Revolution, was fit for service.
As Kerld stood in the polished lift the tech crews launched into massive amounts of garbled talk about the modifications that had been made to his ship. Datapads flashed infront of his face before quickly dissapearing to be replaced by holograms of the engine rooms and shielding rooms. Details of new turbolaser emplacements were hastily passed around. Kerld could only take so much. Especially on his first day as a Coalition Captain.
"Enough already. Gentlemen, I'm sssssure there isss much you wisssh to bring to my attention but for the moment I am mosssst anticipated to sssssee the bridge. Resssst assuered that I will read through all the designssss and your recomendationssss asss sssssoon assss the oppertunity arrivessss."
Disapointed looks appeared on all three faces but none of them allowed any emotion to show in their voices as the simultaniously replied, "Yes Sir".
The rest of the short ride went by in a slightly tense silence. No one daring to break it incase they should accidentally return to the former topic. Finally, a few minutes later, the doors opened to reveal the long awaited sight.
The last time Kerld had stood in the cluttered space the sight had been more notorious than any he had ever seen. Bodies had lain strewn across the blood covered floor. Short circuiting consoles had flared sparks into the air. Meds and relief soilders had been running to and fro, trying desperatley to save wounded comrades. Whilst the Coalition had won that day, and Kerld had been fortunate enough to return here with the monster behind it all, many men had died in the process.
The mass amount of changes that the Revolution had gone through were evident enough. The floor was polished so highly that it reflected the images of those who walked upon it. Brand new, state of the art consoles were arrayed in space giving positions. And in the dead centre of the room, where once Cas would have stood and barked his orders, sat an impressive seat reserved for Kerld himself. Once upon a time Kerld had considered himself a slave to this ship, now he felt joy at being it's proud owner.
As Kerld seated himself and gazed around at the smiling crewers each one broke out into a round of applause. The Captain had found his way home.
Kerld stared down at the commander before him.
"Engage reversssse thrusterssss. Detatch all umbilicalssss. Take her out Commander."
"Yes Sir."
Slowly and surely the Star Destroyer began to back away from it's docking station where the repairs had been administered. Twenty minutes later, the huge ship was hurtling through hyperspace, it's mission to patrol the Galactic Coalition.
* * * *
Two days later
Halof Kerld sat behind his desk just off the bridge of the Star Destroyer Revolution. His gaze was so transfixed on the beautiful swirls of the watery planet Ando he currently orbitted around that it was several beeps before he realized he had an incoming transmission. Turning to look at the vidconsole before him he reached out one scaley hand and accepted the call. On the screen the Galactic Coalition symbol phased out to be replaced by five members of the high command, all seated around an impressive oak table.
"Captain Kerld we are glad to find you in good health. Has the Revolution responded well?" Spoke the first of the men who sat at the head of the table.
"Yessss Sssir. All sssysstemss have worked effectively. The Revolution isss ready for all your needsss."
"I'm glad to hear that. We at the high command have decided your skills are to be put to the test. Tell me, are you familliar with the planet Mrisst?"
"I am afraid not Sssssir."
"Given that you've only emerged from the Unknown Regions in recent times that does not come as much of a surprise. Most of the information you will need can be found in your ships databanks, but for your beneifit we shall briefly inform you about it." The man inclined his head to one of his fellows to his right. The second man regarded Kerld for a moment before shuffling some datapads and launching into details.
"Famed for it's large amount of schools, Mrisst is more commonly known as 'The University Planet'. The resevoirs of knowledge which are held there are invaluable, aswell as that it has a great reputation for teaching it's students vital information and allowing them freedom in the forms of open minds."
The head of the table nodded to his colleague and then turned back to the screen.
"As you can see it would be an extreme addition to our growing economy. With Mrisst in our grasp we can make sure that many of the more unfortunate races we protect can recive the education they deserve. And of course it will also aid greatly as we have seen some interest in this planet on behalf of the Empire."
"The Empire musssst not be be allowed to accessss sssuch an important planet!" Kerlds voice was in the danger of rising.
"Indeed, that is why we are ordering your ship to head out there and begin peaceful talks with the Administrator of the planet. Take the Revolution and offer them whatever you need to get them on side. You have your orders Captain. Follow them through. Good luck."
" Yessss Ssssir." The transmission ended as Kerld rose from his chair. Gazing out one last time at the beauty below him he left his office to emerge on the busy bridge.
"Commander Lesssshel sssset coursssse for the Tapani Ssssector, the planet Mrisst. Our firssst misssion awaitsss ussss. Let usssss make ssssure it isss ssssuccesssful."
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