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[center][h1]The Resurgence[/h1][/center]
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[b]Location: Resurgence - Briefing Room.[/b] [center][b]Star Date: Unknown.[/b][/center] [right][b]Communications: N/A.[/b][/right]

Yiithren and his group sat in silence as events unfolded around them. First, Erthos and one of his men had addressed the room, presenting them two choices for worlds they could travel to from here. One by the name of Naboo and the other Kashyyyk. Both of which he described the inhabitants of, which would no doubt be useful during their inevitable encounters with them, before touching on the subject of the Empire, in which he made it clear that he was not asking them for help fighting them. Yet Yiithren knew that if they were all working together, they'd eventually come into conflict with this Empire. If Erthos depiction of them was to be believed, any force that posed a potential threat to them or their goals, be it technological or otherwise, would be hunted down from one end of the galaxy to the other. And this little group of lost souls from other universes could only hide their presence for so long before someone eventually found out about them and word of their existence made its way back to whoever was in charge...

The sudden sound of a report coming from the datapad lying on the table before him, jolted the captain of the Va from his thoughts. Looking down at the device, he watched in scrutinizing silence as the information was broadcasted. Something about a Lord Vader securing some place named Mustafar and forcing Separatists, whoever they were, to effectively surrender. There was a brief mention of droid deactivation codes, which meant these savages had some skill with technology despite how primitive it probably was, but Yiithren didn't have time to pay it much mind before Erthos spoke once more. This time about how his last option for allies was gone, though none of the Canthari could be certain of who he was referring to. Although, Yiithren supposed it really didn't matter at this point. Allies were won and lost at the drop of a hat. But a secure base from which they could all operate? That was a bigger challenge.

The captain looked up from the pad and watched as the commander addressed the room one final time before leaving. Nodding to himself more than anything, Yiithren got up from his seat in one fluid motion and shuffled out of the room in silence, his two crew members following while his mind began analyzing everything that had occurred so far. It was an impossibly complex situation with too many moving parts for his liking, but one both he and his crew had to deal with nonetheless. Letting out a deep sigh through his face tubes, Yiithren and his group quickly made their way back to the LAAT that had brought them here. Getting aboard, they watched and waited as the pilots powered up the engines and swung the craft out of the Resurgence's hanger and into cold deep of space once more.