[center][h2]Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun[/h2][/center]

Jerius could feel the damage inflicted lessening, but he doubted that the full force of it would be healed with the device alone. "Vor entye, thank you." He didn't speak again until the sound of Eri's energy sword coming out on the other side of the neck could be heard, at which point he forced himself up, which was still grimace earning at this point. "And with our trophy claimed, we should return to Clan Ordo's chief. She'll be eager to see we succeeded."

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[center][h2]Jerus Je'and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa[/h2][/center]

Jerus nods to Thaz, but still frowns when he looks at the droid. However, rather than addressing the problem on his mind right then, he turned to the Weequay. "So your boss is satisfied then? Job's done and we can find our next contract?" Forda nodded, pulling up a datapad and handing it to the man with the Beskar armor.

"Contacts, as was agreed between us, Je'and. I don't know where you're from or what clan raised you, but efficiency like you three pulled off today is going to be highly sought after. Just remember the most important rule in the underworld; N-" Jerus cuts him off.

"Never work for both sides back to back; I know. See ya around, Forda."

"Stay alive, Je'and." The Weequay turned and left the way he'd come while the droid remained standing at Jerus's side. Eventually, after taking a hearty swig of his drink, the Bounty Hunter faced it.

"And now to figure out how the hell I'm going to get the Supreme Commander to let you on board..."

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[center][h2]XO Kol'Zife-Unknown Sector of Space[/h2][/center]

The sudden disappearance of all the surviving Imperial Ships left the Twi'lek incredibly confused, but before he can make contact with the rest of the fleet, Anubis's broadcast is picked up and displayed on the bridge. Palpatine's corpse was most definitely real and all the members of the [i]Resurgence[/i] could do was stare. After a moment, Kol'Zife re-established contact with the others. "XO Kol'Zife to the fleet, you need to see this." As soon as he received permission from the various ship leaders, he broadcast it to all of them.

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[center][h2]Jason Erthos-Organa Spaceport, Alderaan[/h2][/center]

Jason watched the suddenness of the storm and turned to address his companions as Teyla fell to the ground and then Sonia's aid spoke, he felt a sinking in his stomach. Bail, on the other hand, laughed. "Hardly some great evil, I assure you. Storms are not uncommon this time-" One of his aids rushes to his side and whispers in his ear and the House Head's gentle smile became a solemn frown. "You're sure of this?" The aid nods and whispers again. Sending him away, Bail faces his guests, the frown having been made a grimace. "It would seem Palpatine's new ally has run out of usefulness for the traitor and killed him.

He seems to have proven this by a public display of the body and a declaration that he is a true God and that those who worship him will be spared. I...this storm is his work, as your companions have shown. He intends to make an example of us. I've already ordered word be sent to the other houses and my people have received word that there are ships on their way to evacuate who we can. We'll have to continue this discussion later." As the Senator and his guards head out, the Star Barrier men and women stay put, though they have relaxed. Some, in fact, were making calls to families while others talked quietly to themselves. Jason, disbelief on his face, turned to face his allies.

"This...feels eerily familiar. We must aid to the best of our abilities if we can. Trust me when I say that they are getting a better chance to survive than Alderaan did for me."