Csilla Construction (Chiss)

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Lash sat behind his desk aboard his flagship watching a vid of the information he had gathered on Wor Tandel. The meeting had been a success and the Technological knowledge he had gained would be useful in the coming days of reconstruction in the Chiss Empire. He turned the image off and pressed a button on his Com panel.

"Get me Commander Drek Priority Alpha 7"

Lash waited a moment then the channel was opened and an image of Commander Drek was filling the display before him.

"Commander Drek How are things proceeding on Csilla? have all the supplies been received from the Sovereignty?"

[ledr'ekre'nuruodo]

"Sir we have obtained 90% of the materials from the Imerial Sonveignty. One of there convoys is apparently run through a rather nasty asteroid field and have been slowed considerably. They estimate they should arrive within the next few days though. " i replied looking over the manifests of the supplies receive by the imperials. Why we the great Chiss empire were working with such inferior beings was beyond me. In my personal opinion we did not them and in a moment could crush them but it was not my place to question the Grand Syndic. "Anything else sir?" i asked

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Lash listened to Commander Drek's repot then smiled at the man. He knew the majority of the Chiss Military and the house Nuruodo in general did not like the dealings with the Sovereignty or any other outside organization. Many members of the Parliament continually ask for a cessation of contact with all outside factions.

"Yes Commander. Please inform the Supreme Prefect I will be returning after I have finished here at Wor Tandel."

Lash knew to ensure the future of the Chiss Empire some contact had to be made. He knew the way to secure the borders of the Chiss Empire he and the Chiss would have to use the Known Galaxy super powers to its advantage. Get what they need from who they need then slowly cease any dealings with them. That was the way of the future. The way of the Chiss.

[ledr'ekre'nuruodo]

"I will right away"

The Screen flicked off and back on again. This time it was the Supreme Prefect face that i was viewing.

"Sir i have news of the Grand Syndics progress. He will be returning home after he has finished his business on War Tandel"

"Good. Keep up the good work Commander"

The vid screen popped off and i went back to looking over incoming reports.

[Gret'alork'Cspala]

In the dimly lit room the Head of the Chiss Parlament sat thinking of the news which he had received this day. Lash had informed him there was no hope for peace between the Sovereignty and the Federacy. This complected things. The Chiss were not ready for this war. They had planed for a war between Imperator Sevon and Grand Admiral Desaria but not for some time. The war was needed for the future plans of the chiss but the timing was wrong.

A buzz broke Supreme Prefect Talors Concentration. The sound of Fortahs voice was the next noise Talor heard.

"Supreme Prefect, Prefect Heckyl'ahui'cspala is here to see you."

Talor sat up and straightened his jacket. He had sent for Prefect Kyla days ago. Her location had been secret even from Him. Many military and covert information was held from his knowledge. He wished not to know the particulars of what his people were doing. He knew they held the safty and Sovereignty of the Chiss Empire above all else. Nothing else mattered to him.

"Send Prefect Kyla in."

[Prefect Hekyl'ahui'cspala]

With long, shiny dark black hair flowing behind her, she wore a dark uniformed suit with her rank and everything. She had a fairly fair blue complexion with dark red eyes that saw and monitored everything at all times.

She recieved clearance to enter, and as the door hissed open, she stepped in. She bowed. "Supreme Prefect." She greeted, in a low tone. "You wished to see me on something..."

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Lash sat on the Bridge of the Bloodclaw watching the Starlines pass. The three week trip from Federacy space to Khar had been eventful. He had meet the Lupin S'ilancy and seen his old friend Prometheus. His stop in Sovereignty space being called off due to new orders from the Supreme Prefect. lash so hated he missed his meeting with the new Head of the Sovereignty. But now was not the time for politics he had to prepare. A signal sounded and lash watched as the star lines collapsed into points of light.

"Sir we have arrived. We will be to Torret 4 within the hour."

Lash paid no attention to the man standing beside him. He heard him but stared off into the darkness. His new mission was one of extreme importance. and time was not his ally.

Lash turned to face a blue skinned officer monitoring the communications panel.

"ETA till Group Theta Arrives?"

The Officer looked through some info he had cataloged then replied.

"12 hours 42 minutes sir. They are coming from Elysia."

Lash turned back to concentrate and look out into the increasingly large Ball which was the Khar Systems Sun. He had 2 weeks. 2 weeks before the last remaining stockpile Thrawn had saved during his time with the Empire was gone. Two weeks to retrieve his targets and safely escort them back to Csilla.

[Gret'alork'Cspala]

Talor Stood and watched the Atractive woman walk in. She was trim and looked of Professionalism to an extent above even Chiss Standards. She walked towards His desk and greeted him.

"Yes Prefect. it is good to see you again. I have seent for you for two reasons. One You have been away too long and you needed a trip Home. But more Importantly I need you to do something for the Chiss Empire."

The Supreme Prefect Sat then motioned for Prefect Kyla to do the Same.

[Prefect Hekyl'ahui'cspala]

Kyla nodded curtly. "It is good to see you again too." She nodded once more, prefering to stay silent until she had something important to say or discuss with the Supreme Prefect.

At his gesture, she went over to him and sat in a chair nearby. "And what would that important thing be?" She asked, seeming to be at ease in her position, while she was actually anxious and alert.

[Maxfe'laode'nuruodo]

Fela stood at the front of the bridge and looked out of the forward viewport into the bluish tunnel of hyperspace. The blue of the stars played against the blue of his skin. His red, glowing eyes, reflected back at him as he looked out. Although they didn't blink, he was constantly thinking.

His group had left Elysia almost 13 hours ago and they were coming up on the Khar System. He had orders for a salvage operation. Before leaving he had recieved a flight of condor tenders fill to the brim with crew members and engineers, as well as tons upon metric tons of repair supplies. Fela wasn't told about what they were upto, just that the job had to be quickly and that it was very important.

"Real Space entry in 10 seconds." Called out a tech on the bridge. Fela nodded to himself and watched the stars move past him. It always amazed him how fast they were moving and how beautiful the hyperspace tunnel was. Many people got bored with it, but he never got tired of looking at it. They were so many worlds they were passing. Some friendly, some not. Some colonized, some wild and unpredictable. The sheer vastness of the galaxy astounded him.

The people of the galaxy have been exploring it for thousands upon thousands of years and still large parts of it were unknown. Even within what was called Unknown Space, where the chiss lived, this smallish corner of the galaxy, a lot of it was still undergoing investigation and exploration. They were so many wonders out there and so many unexplainable things.

Fela frowned slightly as the tunnel collapsed and the black void of space filled his vision. This blackness was cold, harsh, unforgiving. It didn't have any of the cold characteristics of the hyperspace tunnel. Now was not the time for this thinking though.

"Proceed to Torret 4. Full speed. Get me the Grand Syndic."

"Yes sir." Came the reply. Crews started working and the ships large engines powered up. The frigates formed up at the port and starboard of the Mysterious. The 6 Condor Tendors were behind them and moving forward as well.

Fela picked up the comm, "Grand Syndic, This is Perfect Fela of the Theta group. We are insystem and heading towards Torret 4. What are your instructions?"

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Lash stood watching the Halo of Prefect Fela appear. He had not seen Fela in some time. The Man had served under Lash as his R and D head in his time with the Sovereignty. Since then he had been developing the new class of Tender for the CEDF.

"Ah yes Prefect. It is good to see you again. Your are to close on the Yard and head for Slips 12, 13, 14, and 15. We only have enough time to retrieve these 4 items before the yard reached the apex of the Anomaly."

Lash looked from the Halo out the view port into the distance. the Massive rip in space was pulling on his ship at that very moment. Though still light years away the gravitational force of the beast was unlike anything Lash had ever seen. In 2 weeks the secret storage yard thrawn had set up so long ago would reach the point where anything near it and itself would be unable to resist the pull of the Anomaly. Then all of the materials Thrawn had amassed would be gone forever.

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"Yes, sir." Fela responded and started to issue orders as his formation turned slightly and set course for the shipyards in orbit. As they closed in on the dead shipyard, Fela could see that everything was none operational. They yards were dark and menacing, having been abandoned long ago. The planet itself was dark and lifeless, having no population centers, or probably no population what so ever.

As his ship slowed down, the four tenders that came with him accelerated forward. One for each ship they were going to retrieve. As they closed on the yard and the tenders lights illuminated the dark hulled vessels parked there, Fela instantly recognized them. They were spherical in shape and Fela knew all too well what they were capable of doing. Once this knowledge came to him, he started to realize why the Grand Syndic wanted this retrieval. These ships could come in very handy.

As he continued to watch, the monitors in front of him displayed the tenders closing in and laching onto the lifeless hulls of the 4 spheres. With that the operation had begun and soon the Grand Syndic would have his prize.

Fela turned to his XO and spoke with an expressionless face, "Inform the Grand Syndic that the operation has comenced and is going as planed."