[center][h2] Hunter Ordo [/h2][/center]

“Ah yes! That would be a fine conquest. Perhaps we ransom Coruscant back to the Republic in exchange for Onderon... but then again, where is the fun in that?” I laugh, knowing full well we can be overheard by normal people. 

[center][h2] Armond Organa [/h2][/center]

I stand with a small group of my bodyguards, waiting to see how Gavin’s speech is going to go. I’m aware that he isn’t a big fan of mine, and that his group is actively against politicians and rich people in power. I wished their was a way to assure him that I was not one those corrupt billionaires he hated so much, but that was exactly the type of thing a corrupt billionaire would do. My only option was to prove myself genuine. I just hoped he give me the chance.


[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie [/h2][/center]

“Armond!” I walk up with to him, waving. “So good to see you made it at last.”


[center][h2] Armond Organa [/h2][/center]

I look surprised. “Senator Naberrie? You’re...” I look her up and down. “...walking.”

[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie [/h2][/center]

It takes me a moment to put two and two together. “Oh! Yes, I am. The whole vegetable thing was all psychosomatic, it turns out.”

 

[center][h2] Armond Organa [/h2][/center]

“Right... Well, I’m glad you finally got over yourself.” I say that in the nicest way possible. I then look out over the Senate District skyline. “So, our old Chancellor has run for the hills, I hear, and the capital is now in the hands of Mandalorians. An interesting state of events, to be sure.”


[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie [/h2][/center]

“A surprise, to be sure. Not quite a welcome one, but better than the alternative.”


[center][h2] Armond Organa [/h2][/center]

“I suppose that’s true, and Zar’kun Je’and says they’ll be leaving soon. Once that’s all settled, we can start the healing process.” I glance at Xan from the corner of my eye. “Now that Sucal is gone, I hope the senate realizes their mistake... and never elect a Sith as Chancellor again.”

[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie[/h2][/center]

I bristle imperceptibly. “Yes, well... nobody knew what Sucal was when they elected him.”


[center][h2] Armond Organa [/h2][/center]

“They do now though.” I turn to face her fully. “And they will know what you are too. I’ll make sure of that.” Before she has a chance to retort, I walk off with my guards.


[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie[/h2][/center]

I stammer first words as Armond walks away. My fingers crackle momentarily with electricity, but I ball it into a fist to suppress it. Zar’kun must have told Armond my secret, and the honorable man he is, that damn Alderaanian will have no choice but to reveal it to everyone.