Angella smiled at the message and looked around her newly furbished quarters. "Timly as always." she said and got up and grabbed her robe

She walked down the hallway giving a wave of the hand to her second in command who nodded and left. She proceeded to the hanger bay where she found one of there Interceptors docked and ready. "Ma'am, this is a one seater." the flighter officer said

"I know that Ball, but this is the only cloakable interceptor we have." Angella said

Ball nodded. "Yea and it's a pro-to-type.. meaning we aren't even sure the thing will be in one peice AFTER it is cloaked!" he raised his voice slightly but soon put it down to a normal level

"Lavality would've tested it out herself, but she's valuable to the survival of our organization." Angella and got into the pilots seat. "Besides, I was the officer of Gold Squadron few months back remember.. .how different could it be." she said

She put the helmet on and pulled the canopy shut, locking it in place. She turned the engine's on and checked all her systems, satisfied that everything was working she lifted off the deck and retracted the landing gear, once in, she engaged the cloaking device

Outside everyone on deck held there breath as the interceptor suddenly vanished from sight, in it's place was something that wavered in the air, then a second later the interceptor shot out of the hanger bay and turned the planet

"Man... this is smooth... never felt it fly so nice before." she said and aimed toward the planet. She checked her sensor's and was happy that the scan's from the Coalition weren't picking her up. "It's untested, even the ECM/ECCM system and anti-sensor systems." she said and pushed the interceptor to breaking the six hundred MLT barrier, although the fighter only managed four fifty, still needed work

A couple minutes passed before she was now fifty kilometer's from the clan grounds. She circled the grounds at about twenty five kilometer's before receiving clearance, with that done she brought the interceptor in, although the person who gave her clearance kept on asking where she was and she kept replying. "I'm here, don't worry."

Sure enough, as she was coming down she disengaged the cloaking device, a red light suddenly came on telling her that the cloaking device was now offline. "Err... well... guess that fixes that." she said, knowing that unless she could fix it, there was no way for her to get back to her fleet without the Coalition knowing of her, or someone else, coming down to the planet. She unlocked the canopy and pushed it toward the back, then got up. A few Trandoshan's stared at her, she wasn't sure if they where gawking at how slick the craft looked, or wondering just what the hell she was doing here.

She jumped down from the craft, landing on both feet. "Now.. Lavality has done this but I haven't." she truly wasn't sure what to do now.

"We're picking up more contacts coming out of hyperspace..." said the crewman at the scanner station. "Three of 'em, rear quadrent to our own fleet."

"Hwz?" the captain started and woke up, almost falling out of his command chair. "What is it now?"

"Another rogue attack?" said Jargur, as he leaned over the crewman's shoulder.

"No," said Oaxaca, who pointed at the shapes whizzing across the screen. "Those are some of ours - Kris starfighters! What are they doing here?"

"Dawara and Jan are sending word, sir," said a crewman at the comms. "The pilots are here to talk to you."

"Hail them," said the captain.

The screen on the edge of his chair lit up, and an Azguard in flight gear looked back. "Captain, this is lieutenant Ibrams of the Azguard-Sector fleet, we were drummed up by Regrad to check on the situation in person. Everything going okay?"

The captain looked to Oaxaca and Jargur, hoping they could explain to him just what their situation counted as. The two ambassadors just shrugged, however, so the captain said "Yeah, we're pretty good. Situation normal, everything's fine, we're all fine here. How are you?"

The Azguard gave him a look, so the captain sighed and tried again. "Well, we've made contact, and now we've been waiting forever for the Wookies and the Trandoshans to make some decision and meet back up with us again. Things keep going crazy with weird ships and traitors and stuff." He paused, scrutinizing lieutenant Ibrams for a second before saying "Actually, we could really use a couple Azguards around right about now, things are getting a little tense."

"Well, one of us will have to go back and report your status, but sure, me and lieutenant Rox could hang around. Permission to come aboard?"

"Granted, lieutenant," the captain smiled, and cut the transmission. "Well at least we've got a few Azguards, now. I've seen one take an explosion to the face and... well okay, he bled a lot, but the point is he was way less messed up than most people would be. Could come in handy if anyone tries to start something next time we meet the other ambassadors."

Jargur was intrigued by this development, lowering himself into a chair and leaning back slowly. "Hm... you know, they could be useful for the negotiations, too. If the warrior clans on Trandosha are yearning so hard for something to do, training with Azguards might just shut 'em up."

"It's a dangerous idea," said Oaxaca, but he also seemed to feel the gears turning. "On a one to one basis, a single Azguard has the physical advantage over a single Trandoshan. Even a Wookie would be more challenged than most, but a Wookie and a Trandoshan together?"

"Yeah... like some sort of mock fights or arena, or something. Give 'em a reason to work together, make it a big deal, accolades and honour for the winners. But how would you create something like that, or suggest it?"

The captain snapped his fingers, and said "I read once about this old custom somewhere in the Core, where all the nations on the planet would send their best to compete every four years in all the sports and contests they could think of. It happened every four years, like some kind of holiday."

"Interesting..." Jargur was now looking entirely into the distance, his tongue gently flicking out as he cycled through the possibilities. "Maybe we could have some sort of... tournament, like for fighting, or sports, or athleticism. If we got backing for it from the Coalition government, that could divert the frustration of each race's warrior class into a new, more constructive field."

"Look who's talking like a holo-vid presentation!" teased Oaxaca, and he barked a deep laugh at his fellow ambassador. "You're right, though, I just didn't expect you'd be the one to say it. A contest! Why not? It would relieve tension a little, and I've never seen people who need a rest more than those delegates earlier."

"I'm writing this one down," said Jargur, who grabbed a datapad. "I think we've got a keeper."

"Hold on, hold on!" said the captain, who threw up his hands. "You haven't spoken to the Prime Minister or anybody! How can you be sure you can promise this sort of thing?"

"Sure?" said Jargur, surprised. "Captain, we're ambassadors - it's not our job to follow through on our promises, that's what we have politicians for, right?"

The captain waited for any trace of irony or humour to set in. It didn't, so he said "Suuuure..."

Fortunately for Angella a runner had informed Rissonik of her impending arrival and so the Sha’tor was quickly on scene before the situation became potentially awkward for the Seren.

“Colonel Angella I presume.” Rissonik said with a respectful bow. “I am Sha’tor Rissonik and welcome you to the K’Satikur Clan grounds. Allow me to escort you personally to our meeting room.”

He guided Angella to the Great Hall, which was finally restored minus the stolen artifacts. Once inside the took her to the conference room that was accessed from the main hall via a pair of double doors. Rissonik offered her a seat and then took a seat opposite from her at the long wooden table.

“Before I start.” He said after a moment’s silence. “Is there something ‘specific’ you wanted to know about Lady Asri? I ask because what I know may breach the bond of trust she has with me, should she discover I told you.”

Tissuss Shipyard

Tiosk hopped out of the shuttle and looked around, impressed at the shipyard he had arrived at. A few months ago this station didn’t even exist and yet here it was fully operational. The workers at the station stopped and looked at him and his chosen officers, Konik among them, and notice them whispering among themselves. He couldn’t help but beam with pride: they knew about him.

They didn’t know about Tiskus however and more then a few took a couple of nervous steps back when the Trandoshan cyborg stepped out of the shuttle. Rissonik had chosen him and a couple other K’Satikur to accompany Tiosk and aid him in protecting this station. Normally a couple of K’Satikur would be enough to sway most enemies: with Tiskus it was more then enough.

“Don’t worry, he’s harmless.” Tiosk said with a smile. “Unless any of you are thinking about betraying Admiral Lavality.” He flashed them a mischievous grin. “I would like to speak with your supervisors, all of them. Immediately.”

“Who are you to be giving us orders?” One of the workers asked.

Tiosk tilted his head at the man. “I am Vice Admiral Tiosk of the T’Doshok fleet.” He said. “I’ve been given control of this station by Speaker-Above-All Naosha, by request of Colonel Angella. If you have a dispute with this arrangement, you can take it up with her. Have anything else to say to me?” The man blanched faintly and shook his head. “Good. Now if one of you would be so kind as to show me the way to the conference room and kindly ask your supervisors to meet me there, I would appreciate it.”

Several of the workers glanced away then back at the Trandoshan, two of them nodded while the rest just went to work. They guided Tiosk and his entourage to the conference room, where four supervisors had been talking with a certain someone on a video screen, it appeared that none of them even realized that Tiosk was there

"Yes Mi'lord." One of the supervisors said. "Our jump drives will be charged in an hour, then we can make the jump to Korribon."

"Good... once you arrive we'll be able to turn out ships and crush the Serendivus, then turn around and use there name and strike back at the Trandoshans and Wookies." The figure on the screen said. "While your waiting, find out who downloaded the research database from the Seren Headquarters, the database is no longer present and I want that data!" with that the view clicked off and the supervisors nodded. "Find out who it was." one of them said before the other three turned around. "Huh?! Who the hell are you!" The other's yelled

Trandosha, K'Satikur Clan Grounds, Conference room

Angella nodded and took a seat, before placing a pad on the table. The pad showed Asri's image, but it also showed Lavalitys. "Our doctors got back to me about something truly disturbing, while running a blood test one of the doctors ... accidently.. missed labels on the tubes of blood."

The girl sighed and then took in a breath. "I don't know how it's possible or even if Asri knows, but did Asri tell you that Lavality is her daughter?"

Tiosk couldn't believe his dumb luck: not only were there already traitors on this station, but they just happened to be talking to what had to be the head man of the whole rebellion mess right in front of him! He wished he had a holo recorder to record all that damning evidence, but he safely assumed the Seren's trusted his word. Right now these guys couldn't be allowed to live and do any more damage.

When they 'finally' noticed him, he grinned savagely at them. "The new man in charge of this station...and you've been caught red handed." He said with narrowed eyes. The four men started reaching for their blasters, but Tiosk was faster. With a blur of hands and steel, four H'skai Zur seemed to fly from his person, each hitting their target with deadly accuracy.

"Awww...." Tiskus mocked whined. "You didn't leave me any."

"Next time friend..." Tiosk said patting the cyborg on the shoulder. "Next time. Konik?"

"Yes sir?" The younger Trandoshan said.

"Get with the comm folks on this station and try to salvage whatever communications these four sent within the last month or so. I want their quarters searched as well. Also see if you can track down any information on this individual that took that research data: from the sound of things he or she is on this station, if so, put out a search for her as well. We will need be sure that data is secure."

"Aye sir." Konik said then left, followed by Tiosk's own comm officer.

"First day and I already got a report building that Angella won't like..." Tiosk groaned.

"Kut at least you got kere in time to prevent any more damage." Tiskus pointed out.

"Indeed, but the question is...how many more are their working for that nerf herder?"

K'Satikur Grounds

Rissonik felt his jaw drop and he was sure his eyes must be the size of dinner plates. Lavality...Asri's daughter? How could that be possible...she was human! At least...she appeared human.

"No." He said simply once he recovered from that shock. "From what I've been told, Lady Asri consider's herself sterile and thus it's likely not even she knows about that. To be honest I find it difficult to believe. Unless..."

The gears in his head were turning, remembering some tid bits he had heard about Asri, rumors mainly, but ones Asri didn't confirm or deny. "Again this is purely hearsay at this point, but there was a rumor about that she was a victim of a rather unethical labatory experiement. She was...sold to them by her own father according to the rumors, a T'Doshok that was once a member of my clan and to be honest, I wouldn't hold it past that one to do such a thing. At the very least...that would explain her white coloration, for Besk would not have allowed a white hatchling to survive it's first day, and it would explain this." He pulled out a datapad and slid it across the table to her. "What's on that pad must not leave this room, for the sake of Asri's trust."

Angella nodded and picked up the pad and looked at the information, it was beginning to make sense. "I see..." she said and put the pad down and clasped her hands together. "That would explain a lot, mostly about why Lavality doesn't fear the Trandoshans, but also why she seems to have such unusual regenerative properties. We thought it strange when she was able to recover from the wounds she sustained in her battle against Trazu." she rubbed her chin some more

A few minutes passed before she nodded and looked back at Rissonik. "I ask that the information I have given you not be passed on to anyone else, at least, not yet. I'm pretty much Lavality doesn't know this, and if she ever finds out it could tear her to peices. She may be sixteen, but her emotions are still very fragile." she said with a sigh then looked toward the door. "I have some favors to ask of you, these are issues that only you and your people can help us with, we'd ask the wookies but last I heard, our wookie friend is having a bit of a problem on his world now

Cut back to Kashyyyk

"No no no! I told you to put it over there!" Yelled a wookie

The droids nodded and picked up the crates then began to make there way back to the previous area and placed them down. "Ok.. hmmmm.. no that doesn't work either. Put them back." The same wookie said

The droids looked at each other before picking the crates up and throwing them off the landing pad, then walking away. "HEY!"

Back on Trandosha

"I got word that your warrior clans where beginning to feel... restless without any action am I right?"

On the Tissuss Shipyard

A young girl stayed in her quarters, refusing to leave and refusing to move. She sat there on her bed for quite sometime before hearing a knock on the door, she didn't answer it. The knock came again, and again she didn't answer, after awhile the knocking stopped. In the girls hands where several datapads all with the RnD symbol on them

Long minutes passed on the Coalition bridge. The captain looked to Oaxaca, who looked to Jargur, who turned to lieutenant Ibrams. No one had any more to say. The captain checked his watch.

Finally, Jargur looked up and said "Smoke?"

The captain shrugged and said "Sure."

The four of them left for the break room. Once their cigarras were lit, and they were comfortable, Ibrams grumbed "What's taking them all so long, anyways?"

"He's got a point, this's been a long wait," said the captain. "I didn't think the Wookies and the Trandoshans were known for intrigue. I thought you were more for beating the shit out of each other?"

Oaxaca, the trained national ambassador for an intergalactic diplomatic entity, shook his head and said "Yes, for the most part that is our reputation. In fact, that might be why we've been waiting so long - turning over a new leaf can't be done easily. Give them time, I'm sure they'll get to us."

"Still, they've got a point," said Jargur. "Maybe we should pay them a visit? Check to see if everything's going okay? Maybe they'll have something we can help with to kill time, or a pool table or something."

"Well, let's wait a little longer, and if they still haven't said anything we'll take a look."

On the Seren Flagship

The 2nd in command, Rages, looked around the bridge a few times before sitting down in the captains chair. "Angella's been gone a long time..." he said and tapped his finger on the arm rest

"Gone? She's only been gone ten minutes." The Liutenant said and walked over to him and handed him a cup of coffee. "Thanks." he said and took a sip of it

Wookie Flagship

Tzhali continued to talk to the many tribes on his world, he had just finished convincing six of those tribes, but was having a difficult time convincing the last one. This last one was being headstrong and not willing to cooperate with the Coalition, actually, they had accused the Coalition of assisting the Slave Trade. So he really didn't have much options open to him

"I guess I'll have to ask our wookie ambassador for the Coalition to lend a helping hand." Tzhali said as he got off the shuttle and motioned for the door, which opened, he then made his way to the bridge where the communications officer was about to say something when he cut him off. "Can you open a channel with the Coalition Ambassadors?"

"Well.. no sir.. thats the problem. We've been trying to contact the Seren's and the Trandoshans, but our communications are being jammed." The communications officer said and Tzhali shook his head. "Where is the jamming coming from?"

"No idea sir, it's a safe bet it's near our fleet but I can't figure out WHERE."

"Is it only affecting us?"

"We can receive messages but we can't send messages, or respond to those sent to us." The officer said with a shrug. "Our fighter's, who have nearly crashed into each other in several occasions already, reported sighting nothing out of the ordinary."

"Well... hopefully one of these three will figure out that something is wrong and send someone." With that Tzhali took a seat and just sat there

Tissuss Shipyard

Tiosk was compiling his first report when Konik returned. “Back so soon?” Tiosk asked his second in command. “Let me guess…you found nothing?”

“Actually sir, we hit a gold mine.” Konik said as he handed the Vice Admiral the datapad. “Turns out the comm folks on this station were suspicious of their superior’s actions, so they started recording their correspondence on the sly. They were understandably hesitant to assist me, but once I told them what just happened to their superiors they forked the info over without a thought.”

Tiosk glanced over the information and his jaw dropped. “Scorekeepers clutch…” He muttered. He considered himself extremely lucky to catch those four in the meeting in the first place and he was assuming these recently deceased fellows would have been smart enough to cover their tracks, but it seems they didn’t take into consideration that their own underlings would undermine them. “Angella is going to have a fit.”

“No luck, by the way, on finding the individual that took it upon themselves to safe guard that research information.” Konik said. “We did determine she’s on this station, however she’s not answering the door to her room.”

“Which means she either slipped off the station at first opportunity or she just isn’t trusting anyone at the moment and not answering.” Tiosk mused. “See if you can find a lock override code for her room. If that doesn’t work, have Tiskus rip the damn door of its hinges if you have to. In the mean time I have to get this info to Angella.”

“How sir?”

“I’ll send it to Rissonik, in Clan dialect, as I have no doubt that this head honco those goons were talking to are monitoring communications traffic. I’ll also use basic encryption the Clan also uses as well to help throw them off. When Riss gets it, he’ll get it to Angella any way he can.”

“Sounds like a plan sir.”

K’Satikur Clan Grounds

“You have my word as Sha’tor of this Clan that nothing we have just discuss will leave this room.” Rissonik said with a nod. “It is true that the members of the warrior Clans are getting restless, even those within this Clan. The restrictions on what they can do will take some time to get used to, though finding things for them to do is a challenge. I take it you do have something for them to do yes?”

Before Angella could respond, a Keshir stepped in. “I thought I had ordered that we were not to be disturbed.” Rissonik said harshly.

“Forgive me Sha’tor.” The Keshir said with a bow. “But a hot message just came in from Vice Admiral Tiosk, with an urgent note to get it to Colonel Angella ASAP.”

“Tiosk? I wasn’t expecting a report from him on matters on the Tissuss shipyard for a few days…” Rissonik said worryingly as he accepted the datapad. He knew better then to read the whole thing, but the intro part was enough to tell him it wasn’t something Angella was going to like. “You’re not going to like this…” He said as he quickly typed in a code to revert the text to Basic and handed the pad to her.

Rissonik was right, she didn't. She read the information several times before finally putting the pad down, she sighed then buried her head in her hands for a bit then came back up. "Damn it....." she said and looked away from Rissonik for a breath moment, then back at him. "Those few that are still loyal to the Serendivus and to Lavality are growing smaller and smaller each day. Tiosk might've just saved the only shipyard that we have left, other than the one given to the wookies which was rushed into service, it doesn't have a working communication's dish yet so that one might be ok." she rubbed her chin.

She took her datapad and looked at a list of 'suspects' that she had compiled back on the ship, it was a long list to say the least, well over five hundred officers that she had lost contact with over the past few hours, there name, rank and last known locations where all on the pad. She then handed it to Rissonik. "Normally I'm not allowed to request this, but since I'm Lavality's right hand woman she has given me permission to take measures in the event this would occur."

"You see. Lavality has suspected a coup for some time, she had become aware of it sometime before we got involved with the Seperatist Movement." Angella said with clasped hands. "She had several of those responsible detained, but at the time we didn't know Miknak, the ring leader, was behind the coup."

She sighed and pressed her hand up against her forehead, she had one hell of a headache right now. "Miknak is the name of a trandoshan who performed experiments on humans and other's of his kind." She said, knowing that would probably anger Rissonik, but he had a right to know. "The man has access to the black market and also to sources on Nar Shaada, which would explain the bounty's that where on Lavality's head, but before I left I was told those bounty's suddenly 'vanished' so I'm hoping someone got the right idea."

She turned her head a bit to the left then to the right, trying to clear her mind. "From what we know of him, he's largely responsible for some of the problems we've been having in certain sectors, he doesn't like the Serendivus Family at all because they are responsible for assaulting, and destroying, his labs back on Korribon several years ago."

"that... was when we found Lavality." Angella said, "She was far to young to leave alone for Fikan took her in and nursed her back to health. I don't think Lavality even knows what had gone on there, and if so, it's probably buried deep in her memory." She said and flexed her hands. "Miknak is involved in what happened with Tiosk, I can just smell it, but further more, the main HQ for the Seren's has undoubtingly been compromised."

She sighed once more and looked back at the door. "Get that pad and those names to your warriors, and to the other warrior clans, it will NOT be easy to get those people, most of them are surrounded by soldiers loyal to them alone. Thankfully most are located on the ground, only a few are in space." She said and looked at him. "Now, I'm pretty sure you have some intense questions for me. Please go right ahead."