[b]Yavin IV,
New Republic Citadel[/b]

"We're not going over this again..." Mon Mothma tried not to roll her eyes as General Garm Bel-Iblis rose from his seat again walking over to the floor of the makeshift Republic Senate chamber. Once there, he walked up to the podium where Chancellor Mon Mothma stood. He looked at her square in the eyes and continued. 

"I must bring it up again because it seems that in every session of this here Senate we keep walking dangerously close to making peace with the Empire." The weathered General stood his ground, looking up at Mothma who was standing behind the podium in an elevated position. The Chancellor herself looked tired but stood her ground as well. 

"General, the Emergency Council is debating what position the New Republic will take. We'll bring up a series of solutions to the current crisis once deliberations have ended." This was not the first time the two Rebel leaders clashed. For weeks, Garm Bel-Iblis and Mon Mothma had become the figureheads of two opposing factions within the Republic. Those who desired a white peace with the Empire and those who wanted to continue the war. Mothma led those who were seeking a truce with the Empire while Garm Bel-Iblis led those who wanted to pool the Alliance's resources to attack the Empire one final time and end the war once and for all. Over the last few months, the founding members of the Rebel Alliance had become bitter rivals. 

"Of course. The Council!" Bel-Iblis turned to face the Senators in the chamber. "The Council that is unaccountable to this Senate and the people of the Republic. A Council that meets in secret under heavy guard. What are you hiding, Chancellor?" Bel-Iblis turned on his heels, facing the Chancellor from across the room. 

"Are you accusing me of treason, General? We built this alliance together-" 

Bel-Iblis interrupted her, "And you seem determined to destroy what we have fought for. All for the sake of peace!" 

"Enough! This meeting is adjourned." Declared the Chancellor, as Bel-Iblis went quiet. 

"So be it." The General turned for the door, storming out of the chamber along with several Senators who supported him. Nearly one quarter of the chamber was empty by the time they were gone.