[center][h2]HJ Twilight[/h2][/center]

“Okay. Maybe we can talk to her together. She went to go find Cosen Greshh. She’s desperate to keep the Revolution from breaking their alliance with the Mandalorians. She thinks Cosen can help, but I’m pretty sure that after what just happened, Cosen will want no part of it anymore. And well... I’m worried Mand’alor won’t be taking no for an answer here. Plus they already hate each other, so... we should probably get over to her quick.”


[center][h2]Mandalore the Risen[/h2][/center]

I sit in the office formerly reserved for the Supreme Chancellor, located in the upper levels of the Senate Tower. The one in Presidential Palace was pretty ruined after what happened last night. With my feet up on the desk, I watch as two Mandalorian Commandos bring in Cosen Greshh. “Ah, there you are! I was afraid you’d run off on me. Glad my men caught you in time. We have business to discuss.”