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[h3][b]Aboard the [i]Warspite[/i], approaching Uslam.[/b][/h3][/center]

[i]Moff[/i] Araunda Wyte stood aboard the bridge of her star destroyer, behind her stood Admiral Quint as she looked over a report. Scowling. She had been gone a standard month, and in that time Jasper had seen to execute the Prime Minister under Tarkins authorisation, the planet had since erupted into chaos as terrorists and rebels spread their disorder and [i]plague[/i] across the face of her planet. Disgusting.

There would be some, choice words for him when she returned. First she had to deal with this meager fleet the Rebel [i]Alliance[/i] had sent to take out the defenses she had in orbit. She had petitioned that only a personal Star Destroyer wasn’t enough to protect her planet, at least now she had the resources she should have had months ago. As the [i]Warspite[/i] dropped out of hyperspace she took a second to look at the sensor readings, in orbit was the [i]Warspite[/i] being accompanied by the [i]Absolution[/i], a Gladiator [i]Impervius[/i] and two light cruisers, coming from a different approach angle was the Imperial Star Destroyer [i]Valiant[/i] and her escort in the way of a Victory Star Destroyer [i]Vengeance[/i] an apt name, again with two light cruisers. 

While the second approach being held by the ISD [i]Vronksr[/i] and the VSD [i]Punisher[/i] again supported by two light cruisers. The rebel force that they’d face was meager, so she didn’t bother opening communication with them. They’d surrender, flee or die. Those were the only three options available to them. Her cruisers were even more powerful than those being used by the rebels.

She turned to an officer in one of the trenches. “Pass me through to Colonel Theat. Immediately.” Araunda waited for the voice of the colonel to come through over her communicator. She could have moved to the holocommunicator easily, to see his face and let her see his. This wasn’t part of the plan however, she had work to do as did he. They didn’t need to see each other right now.

Jasper immediately responded “Ah, Moff Wyte. Welcome back, I apologize for the current situation we have found ourselves in. I assume based on the scanners you received my report?” Jasper crossed his arms as he awaited the reply of the Moff.

“Theat, I was at a function discussing the future of the Imperial Navy with some very influential figures from High Command and various shipyards and manufacturers when I heard the news that some outer rim mining world erupted in [i]chaos[/i]. You can imagine my surprise that this world in question was my own, which I had left in the hands of my very capable second in command. Perhaps I should have requested someone of higher skill to command the garrisons of my homeworld?” The tone of her voice was calm, calculated. Very few choice words held emphasis to show that she meant business.

Jaspers eyes narrowed at her comment on his inept abilities, yet let a sly smile grow knowing she could do nothing, as he was merely following out the orders of their superior Grand Moff Tarkin. She even thought her discussions with imperial high command was important even though few if any of them knew what Tarkin had planned in the coming months. “Again, I apologize for the inconvenience. Yet as I stated in my report, after I had gotten word on [i]your[/i] Prime Minister, I carried out the correct measures as stated by the Grand Moff himself. Clearly, the insurgents had been working with him and planning this uprising for awhile. Especially given the circumstances that there is a insurgent fleet overhead. Though, from my reports your fleet should be able to handle them.” Jasper took a moment as he read over a few reports he just received. “It appears, the insurgents are slowly pulling back to more secure areas. But being spread so thin, I will have to await your reinforcements and orders to act upon these reports.” Jasper finished, responding in a calm and collected way. Yet not to be perceived as arrogant or annoyed with the conversation as afterall in his mind, the fault laid with her for installing such ministers.

“The accusation is noted, however I should point out that Prime Ministers are one of the [i]inadequacies[/i] laid down by the antiquated systems left behind as remnants of the Old Republic, and by the Imperial Senate. Rest assured, I have it on good authority that the Emperor may be considering bringing an end to the Imperial Senate. Until that day however, sadly we must conform to the bureaucracy that tore the galaxy apart.” She sighed. “From my scans this fleet is the same band of miscreants who have been plaguing the sector for months on end, I expect him attack and run before a major engagement occurs.” Araunda turned to the Admiral.

“Prepare all ground forces for deployment, launch fighters. Get the ground forces to their ships, have the freighters approach the planet and deploy walkers.” In hyperspace, far away from the rebel fleet a group of five Imperial Freighters dropped out of hyperspace, one carried AT-ATs two AT-DPs and the other two AT-STs. Not a tremendous amount of firepower between them, but enough to reinforce the Imperial Garrison.

She picked up her communicator. “I’m sending forces down to you now Theat, secure the area around the garrison and hold the line. Don’t advance further than you already have, mark targets. Send all updated mining charts to my ship immediately.”

Jasper nodded “It will be done, Moff Wyte. Sending you our information on all the mining channels now and the area is already secured.As for targets, it seems most pockets of resistance lay in the urban centers such as the capital of Lorya. I’d suggest orbital bombardment but we can’t lay waste to our own center of command. Should I also organize an arrival for you?”

“We shall retake Lorya by any means necessary. If it comes to making an example of the Rebels so be it, however the richest mines are below Lorya. Bombarding it is not the ideal situation. I will however make an example of these rebels however, most importantly I need information of where the resistance currently is. Trudging through forest terrain is not terribly ideal, we’re going to make the terrain more… favourable to our forces. Prepare for my arrival, I shall be down shortly.” With that the line was cut without so much as another word. 

She looked out at the space before her, her world. She’d take it back, for the glory of the Empire. She moved back to the holocommunicator. “Display me to the enemy commandship.” She stood before the projector, whether or not her foe would transmit their own likeness back was up to them. She however was open to display herself before her adversary. “This is Moff Wyte. I advise you stand down and surrender now, fighting only prolongs the inevitable, this is your first and final warning.”