[center][h2]Elias Joranis|In the aftermath[/h2][/center]

Elias remained silent while the two sisters spoke, and barely noticed the change in body language of the giant lizard woman. To be frank, he was ready to be done with the whole affair ever since he found Delni in his room after nearly reaching Circumtore. Couple in the fact that her sister had been there as well...[color=OrangeRed][i]Next time, Koren can be damn well straight with me. Hate the man's head games...[/i][/color] He waited until the two had said their piece to each other before turning in the pilot's chair, the cargo having been dropped off at Near Pando. After a moment, he sighed, knowing that the moment he spoke, the real Sirka would likely disappear. [color=OrangeRed]"Look, I just want to get on with my day and forget that I was an idiot and left Paradise in a hurry. So, we good or do we actually have to come to blows over this?"[/color]

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[center][h2]Jason Je'and|Old and New foes[/h2][/center]

Aboard the [i]Resurgence[/i], a single man sat in his office, reading over the reports from the after math of the blitz against Moff Aran Mortifus. And Supreme Commander Jason Je'and couldn't find himself more pleased with the results of the first combat action of his army than he had anticipated being. Casualty reports put the number of lost soldiers, clone and non-clone alike, well under the initial estimates and all weapons that the fallen were carrying were confirmed to be either retrieved or destroyed. All in all, the plan had gone as planned for once. [color=SaddleBrown][i]But now they know we exist and they'll be watching for further attacks. We'll have to better prepare in the future.[/i][/color]

A few minutes after he'd finished and was simply sitting and watching the hyperspace light go by, his door opened, admitting the first Clone Commander Jason had met, Hammer. He was one of the two thousand, five hundred Jango clones that had been saved from the manipulations of the traitor Sheev Palpatine and his cohort Dooku and he was incredibly reliable. [color=SaddleBrown]"I take it we're nearing the drop off point then?"[/color] The commander nodded, his helmet still on.

[color=FireBrick]"Aye sir, nearing the drop point for your shuttle. Though I will once more state my objections to not taking any guards, not even some of the enlisted men and women. If we're trying to maintain secrecy, why go meet with Koren Graeff at all?"[/color] Jason smiled as he stood, taking the time to stride over to Hammer and rest a hand on his shoulder.

[color=SaddleBrown]"Because we're still new to this area of the galaxy, even if we've been keeping an eye on things. Some information is better than nothing. Besides, he's an ex-separatist and I want to say hi."[/color] Hammer nodded before following the Supreme Commander out of his office and then heading down to the barracks. After dropping off Jason, they would be rendezvousing with the [i]Redemption[/i] to recoup losses and he wanted that to go as smoothly as possible.

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A few minutes later and Jason was alone on a single Z-95 Headhunter on it's way to the converted Providence-class ship known as [i]Paradise[/i]. It was a short trip, but the multiple short range hyperspace jumps made sure that his original trajectory couldn't be backtracked and, upon arriving in the system [i]Paradise[/i] was in, wiped his jump history as well, should anyone get any wise ideas. He knew that the Clone Wars were over, but he also knew that old habits died hard.

Landing in a semi-public docking bay, the Supreme Commander disembarked from his fighter and approached the elevator. He wore fairly nondescript brown pants, with a blue shirt and brown boots. On his waist was his R-30017 in it's holster, but he carried no other weapons on him. As expected, he was stopped at the lift entrance and asked to turn over his blaster. [color=SaddleBrown]"No need for that, I merely wish a word with your boss, Koren Graeff. And I wish to have it personally."[/color]