[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vZn4f7f.png[/img][/center] Admiral Kava sat alone in the darkness of her personal quarters. Her eyes were closed as she focused on her breathing, she had long since cleared her mind of any thoughts that may distract her from the taskat hand. She had long heard stories of how the Jedi had used meditation to clear their minds and regain focus, and though when she was younger, she thought the idea was silly, she eventually learned that the technique was indeed useful. She found that after clearing her mind, and focusing solely on the task at hand, she was able to visualize that task in great detail. She was able to determine the optimal placement of both ships and troops, and as she developed her skills, she learned that she could anticipate what her opponent may do as well. It had become a useful tool over time, and it had proven to be more reliable than ego, or sheer luck, which unfortunately, some of her contemporaries had become far too reliant on in recent years. “zzztk Mistress Kava, the Lord Imperius is waiting for you on the secure com channel.” Beeone's voice crackled through her personal com. Kava's crimson eyes opened in slits as she released a deep breath in frustration. She hated being interrupted while she was planning an operation, particularly when that interruption came from a bureaucrat who served more as a figurehead and with any luck, would soon outlive his usefulness. “Very well. I'll take it here.” She said as she got to her feet and turned on the lights within the room. She then went over to a table in the center of the room and activated the holo projector. As the holo projector turned on, a blue-white image of Koren Ozzel filled the spacein front of her. “Lord Imperius.” Kava greeted her superior. “Admiral.-” The image of Ozzel regarded her with a slight bow of his head. “Do you have an update on our little problem?” “Indeed, Lord Imperius. Thrax will no longer threaten our alliance. He and his forces have been returned to the scrap heap from which they came. Kava assured Ozzel. “Very good.” Ozzel said, his face betraying his surprise if only for an instant. “However, unexpected.” “Lord Ozzel, perhaps it is time to begin preparations for a more...significant operation.” Kava said, ignoring Ozzel's comment. “Ah yes, of course. With the threat of Thrax eliminated, I suppose now is as good a time as ready. You may begin preparations to retake the Kuat shipyards. Keep me informed of your progress.” “As you wish, Lord Ozzel.” Kava said as the image of the Lord Imperius vanished from before her. Kava stood alone in her quarters for a moment, a smile began to cross her face as she reached into her pocket and pulled out her com. “Captain Bryce, get me the Blackstar, tell Jade that now is the time.”