Lord Admiral Kyric Zen knew all good things had to come to an end. His end was now. At least his career as the Lord Admiral for Chadd Fearsons and his "Empire." It was an "Empire" because it was in poor condition all around.
The economy was in the deep end of the lake and falling fast. The military was getting poorer and poorer training as time progressed and it was led by a nut.

"Sir, Lupercus Darksword is here to see you sir, something a job." His secratary chirped over the two-way intercom system.

"Send him, please."

The tall Hapan strode through immediately, not awaiting any offer for entrance from the secretary. Before him sat a man who had lead the Jutraalian Empire in all matters military, saving that empires fool leader from himself.

"I believe we have something to talk about Lord Admiral?"

"Yes we do, Mister Darksword;" Kyric noticed the height at first, then the outfit. Hapan clothing was interesting, "I want to steal a ship. A very big ship. Interested?"

Lupercus smiled, a deep leering grin. It was rare that he got any business from a party that was more than able to look after themself, but it seems this was a special case.

"Indeed. Theft has long been apart of my resumé. But by big, how big do you mean?"

Lupercus was indeed hooked already. And it was only their first conversation.

"'Well you see, when I mean big. I mean collosol. Like Eclipse class star destroyer big." Kyric began to laugh, "Chadd Fearsons, Eclipse class star destroyer as a matter of fact. So, are you interested?"

Zen had not needed to have asked the pirate because he full well knew what his answer would be. It would be hell yes for lack of a better term.

"Hell Yeah!"

The Sith had already had an inkling to what lay in wait for him, but an attack and capture on such a scale would indeed be worth his time, and the fun factor could not be denied.

"I'm all for it. I assume we shall be working together, you handling the bridge and the 'face' of the operation, me holding the guts of the ship.

I would be honoured to assist, if only i had honour.

Consider me in. Do you think Rodians would be fitting for the capture? Although the backlash is the death count will be higher..."

"Hmm" Lord Admiral Kyric Zen had to think this out. The Rodians were good hunters, but would be killed numerously. Then again, He wanted the ship to be his and Chadd to feel his wrath. "How many Rodians do you have?"

"Directly, 2000. They are my best. I had almost a million assembled during my assault on Garos IV. And despite its size, we only need to seize key areas. Sheilds, engines, superlaser control centre, bridge. Weapons emplacements etc aren't necessary."

Lupercus smiled, a flash of the darkside coming through.

"And i have my disciples. They are Hapan Sith also, the first who left when i abandoned the cluster to my brother. They will be more than apt at leading the assault along with us.

How many man do you have that are 110% loyal?"

Lupercus asked quietly. Many men would be needed for this monumental task.

"I have several thousand scattered abroad. And then many more on a hidden stronghold. And at my finger tips, right now. I have close to a thousand. But I also have the use of deception on my side."

"I am still, the Lord Admiral of all ships in the Jutraalian Empire terrortories. That alone has more value than twenty-thousand crack troops." Zen paused and looked at the Hapan, "I also have shuttles and blue prints and plenty of information at my hands. And you know what they say, knowing is half the battle."

"Indeed. That should be all that matters. Perhaps you order the ship to an outpost, where my men will be waiting. As soon as you could out of the jumpbeacon, i move in.

Might i ask what your plans are for the ship?"