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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Sept 6, 2011 11:38:33 GMT -5
He listens closely to her words....she is playing this as a true diplomat. The use of a small force shows concern but no need to "protect" any secrets. He bows to the COS and replies "Your understanding and support is greatly appreciated. As I have stated to those people making the incursions that children were involved and their actions were over the top." he looks over at Gert and nods. "You have been more than gratuitous to us in support and time....and speaking of time I will need to get supplies moving to Yavin IV so we can build a cantina and support facility so that your people can rotate planet side for some well deserved R&R. If the Jedi order can ever be of assistance, please do not hesitate to contact us....I assure you that Gert and Myself at the minimum will be ready to assist you at a moments notice.
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Post by Ni’kolis Sz’on-ya on Sept 6, 2011 12:00:25 GMT -5
She smiles. "well, that's settled then. Zee, make sure Masters Kenobi have any resources available to them as needed. I will have my tactician Krieg contact you when he has a moment to verify arrangements and any requirements for the Republic units and military members. I'm certain any arrangements you decide upon will be more than adequate Master Pappy-wan."
"Yes Mistress" Zee13 bows at his employer's orders. I will notify Master Krieg of your recommendations."
"Well now, that's settled. Shall we finish lunch then so you both may be on your way? I presume you are leaving together of course?" She tilts her head in amusement.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Sept 6, 2011 12:07:52 GMT -5
Gert gave the COS a guilty smile. "This time at least M'lady Sz'on-ya." She nervously pops a few quick bites of her lunch in her mouth. Diplomacy was all well and good but she was out of practice and was getting the distinct impression that the Caamasi Chief of State knew all sorts of things about her that ordinarily would not be available information.
It was a little bit like having a conversation with a yellow eyed, lavender, furry Luke Skywalker when she was a padawan. Sure, she'd liked him and knew him forever but it was just a little bit creepy how much he'd picked up on that she'd not intentionally shared.
She assumed an innocent air and pretended to herself that nothing at all besides lunch and talks of security was going on.
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Sept 13, 2011 9:21:54 GMT -5
He enjoys his meal and also enjoys watching his wife squirm...it takes allot for her to be surprised. He finishes up his meal and notices the COS and his wife are finished and allows them a few moments of friendly conversation to go on. When a sufficient amount of time has passed he stands "Well Chief of State...we appreciate your time and your willingness to help us. I hate to cut this meeting and lunch short but there is much to do to accommodate the crew of the fleet before their arrival. Trust in the knowledge we will have a full support facility and assorted recreational facilities for the troops. For the sake of security it will be a secure facility to protect them and our students. They will not be allowed to venture outside of the compound nor will anyone but members of the Council be allowed to enter it either. If there is nothing else you need from us we will take our leave and begin overseeing the construction of the facility."
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Post by Ni’kolis Sz’on-ya on Sept 13, 2011 9:45:51 GMT -5
She smiles. "Of course Master Kenobi. I don't wish to keep you from your other commitments. Zee, please assist our friends in any way they require. Please give my regards to Masters Luke and Mara. Oh, and of course my blessings on your youngest son. I hear he's becoming quite the proficient padawan."
She picks up hr data pad and looks over the rest of her schedule. "Please let me know if you need anything else. I'm sending you both my private com channel so you may reach me directly without today's... issues."
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Sept 13, 2011 10:04:20 GMT -5
He bows deeply and turns to Gert and nods...then turning he heads out the door and proceeds to com the assorted construction and supply houses around the galaxy and gets supplies and equipment en route to Yavin IV, by the time they arrive back there the supplies should be there waiting. "Well dear that was very productive don't you think? I believe the COS has a soft spot for you." and he gives a slight chuckle. as they head for the Stalker.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Sept 13, 2011 10:15:57 GMT -5
She smiles ruefully back at the CoS and bows slightly as she gets up. "He is m'lady. We are very proud of him as we are of all of our children. Thank you for your time today. Your intervention has saved us weeks of negotiation with the Senate"
She turns to her husband as they are leaving and smiles in agreement. "That or she's been reading Council dossier files on the sly. But I'm sure you wouldn't know anything about that of course."
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Post by Pappy-Wan Kenobi on Sept 13, 2011 10:25:25 GMT -5
Shaking his head he smiles "Who me??? I'm just a humble Jedi" and winks at her as they near the ship. A man approaches them. "Masters Kenobi the ship has been refueled and you are already cleared for departure." he hands him a data chip with the departure vectors on it. "The Republic is picking the tab up on this one so have a safe trip and good day" the man turns and heads off to the next ship in the hangar. Lowering the ramp on the Rose he bows to Gert "Milady" and watches as she shakes her head and enters the ship. He raises the ramp and heads to the cockpit and begins the pre flight and the trip home.
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Post by Ni’kolis Sz’on-ya on Sept 19, 2011 11:28:58 GMT -5
She sighs in amusement as they leave. Humble Jedi indeed. They were well matched those two. Surprisingly, he had mellowed her out considerably. Gert had not so much lost her edge as honed it to the point that she didn't need to be so sharp in every situation. All in all, a nice change in the younger woman Ni' thought to herself.
"Zee, be a dear and make sure this gets cleaned up. I have work to do." Taking a small pastry as a sort of parting gift she heads for her office.
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