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(12/18/00 5:52:46 pm)
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Time out:
Happy 901th post!!!
Very good introduction of Hand's family, Acky
I can't wait to read the court martial
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"So what we have here," said Admiral Parsley, beeming with pride as Admiral Pear entered the room, "is a grand opportunity!"
Pear smiled, the enthusiasm of youth never having left. "Sounds good just listening to you. What is it?"
Parsley motioned towards an empty seat amid his audience. The room was filled with a variety of soldiers, officers, and straticians all scribbling frantically in their notebooks. As Pear took his seat, he was surprized to see Alison sitting four chairs away from him. He thought that she was still with EC3 on the exploration mission. He'd have to ask about how that mission was going...
"As you know," began Parsley, "the Rebellion is supported by hundreds of local resistance groups. Ever since we made contact with them a couple of weeks ago, they have supplied with with reconassainse and spy information."
With a click on the data-a pad at his side, Parsley watched impatiently as the holograhm beside him shifted to a close up of the Red Cabbage Nebula System.
"One of these groups keeps us posted on the Red Cabbage Nebula System, a small group of planets in the mid rim of the galaxy. Because of its open hyperspace routes to planets in the Deep Core and Outer Rim, it is a prime shipping route for both supplies and information convoys.
"According to yesturday's report, the Yuuzhan Veggies will be sending a small information convoy to the Applaina Sector." A rumble of surprize murmured through the crowd as Parsley said this. Parsley turned towards the crowd and nodded solemnly. "That would be the same Applaina Sector involved in the Intecid Invasion and siege against Talon."
Parsley paused to let his thoughts catch up with him, then tapped his date-a pad again, causing the holograhm to shift to a specific portion of the Red Cabbage Nebula System. The holograhm highlighted a spinning astroid belt in deep red.
"The information convoy will be carrying navigation and intelligence information. Basically, if we get a hold of the information stored aboard their main freighter, we will know where their strong holds and space stations are. For this reason this mission is essential to our success.
"Now for how we plan to do this," continued Parsley with a smile. "In three days, the Yuuzhan Veggies will launch a convoy from the surface of Red Cabbage Alpha. In order to jump to Applaina, they will need to pass through the Red Cabbage astroid belt, which is between Red Cabbage Beta and Red Cabbage Pi."
"Very creative names we have here," someone murmured.
Parsley ignored the sardonic soldier and continued. "Once they enter the astroid belt, a squadron of fighters from the Red Cabbage Resistance will attack the convoy's communication ship. The siege will continue until the convoy begins to deploy defense fighters, at which point the squadron will retreat."
"Hopefully this is where we come in," said Admiral Pear with an encouraging grin.
With a returned smile, Parsley said "of course. Once the convoy has cleared the astroid field, they will be vulnerable because of the communications blackout. At this point, a cloaked Cooked-class Lettuce Destroyer will open fire on all ships."
The holograhm projector showed this in intricate detail. Parsley paused to watch the display, then continued. "After the shields on the information freighter fail, we will send a team of commandos to penetrate the freighter's defenses and download the contents of the computer system. After that, we will all return home happily. Any questions?"
A soldier slowly raised his hand. "Sir, as we saw during the last... battle... Yuuzhan Veggie troopers seem to be immune to blaster fire. How will we fight them?"
"The answer to that question lies in this small device," said Parsley as he lifted a small model of the newly developed technology for the crowd to see. "Curtesy of the Hand of Ed2d2 and Admiral Pear's team, this weapon is designed to take advantage of a weakness in the Yuuzhan Veggie's armor. One shot will stun for about twenty four hours. In preparation for this mission and the future, Pear's team will issue one of these blasters to each member of the Rebellion."
Seven of Nine was the next to raise her hand. "You said we will download the contents of their freighter's computer system, yet we have no idea of how the Veggies' computer systems work."
"Oh," said Parsley with a frown. "I had not thought of that."
Seven of Nine gave a triumphant smirk. "I am quite good with technology. Maybe if I went with our infiltration team, I could figure it out. It might take a while, but..."
"Actually, we don't need to do that," said Alison. As everyone turned towards her in confusion, she blushed slightly. "During the exploration mission, Acky captured a Veggie communication thing," she said hesitantly. "EC3 and I looked at it. Their computers are 5 digit-based, with a wiring that looks a lot like Bananian Universal Firewire."
"In that case, we could adapt our equipment to interpret that easily," said Pear with an approving nod.
Seven of Nine, obviously embarassed by someone knowing more about technology than she, frowned deeply. "How were you able to determine that? Almost ANYTHING can look like a 5-digit system with Bananian Universal Firewire to an untrained eye..."
"She isn't exactly untrained," said Pear with a humorous grin. "She's from Juice. People from Juice know everything."
"My brother worked in the computer industry for a while. He used to teach me these things," said Alison.
Parsley glanced at his watch. "It looks as if we are out of time for now. Be back here for a more detailed briefing in two days."
The sardonic soldier somewhere in the second row moaned. "They're gonna get more boring than this?"
As the officers, soldiers, and straticians dispersed, walking briskly to their quarters to make preparation, Alison walked up to Seven of Nine.
"I didn't mean to embarass you at all," she said. "I should have mensioned that earlier... I'm sorry."
Seven of Nine glared at Alison. "You would be. When we get that information, I would be willing to bet anything that you have your technology down wrong. You'll see."
With that, Seven of Nine marched out of the room. Alison lifted an eyebrow and sighed. "What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing," said Pear as he began to walk out of the room. "I wouldn't worry about it... Seven of Nine tends to think she knows more about technology than anyone else. She's rather young, just left her home planet a year ago, too. She's just afraid, I suppose.
Alison watched Pear leave, then turned towards the holograhm cracker projector, which was projecting a rerun from Fett's holovision classic "Saved by the Kiwi." With another sigh, Alison exited the room.
***
As the crew of the Shadow began launching preparations, EC3 turned towards Acky. "What did you think of that?"
"I thought the Toe of Thrawn is amazingly cute, especially compared with her father..."
"I thought Hand of Thrawn was hiding something," interupted EC3. "He was dedicated to his people... why would he start a rebellion that would take Chiss lives? And why would he be so surprized about the Yuuzhan Veggies? All of Chiss space was invaded, so he had to have known..."
Acky paused to consider this. "Maybe the resistance he's leading is against the Yuuzhan Veggies... Perhaps he said otherwise because he wanted to cover up the fall of the Chiss..."
"Either way," said EC3, "we should really tell the Rebellion about his group... The Chiss would be an excellent addition."
"I agree," said Acky. "But first, let us see what awaits us in the Unknown Regions.
***
G'vorsa Str'ing Bean, leader of the Yuuzhan Veggie invasion force, smiled as he learned of the ultimate success of his operation.
Victory was so nice.
Before he began plotting the demise of the Rebellion, G'vorsa took a moment to imagine the rewards he would reap for his success...
Aaron
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(12/18/00 6:17:53 pm)
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T.O. Yeah Acky, when I read Bub's post, my first thought was LB. Next was you when you first joined (unlike some of you newbies, I actually bothered to read the entire thing before I started posting. Joking, joking, put those watermelons down! Actually, I don't blame you. It took hours and hours to get through it back when I joined, and that was about page 14. What are we gonna do for 1000?
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Nice EDD!"
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Morning on CIII was usually a happy time. Not today.
Kathryn Janeway had had the last straw. And it just so happened that R9 and his squadron had been the "Juice the Straw went into."
"Good morning CIII citizens and welcome to this historic date in history. I, App L. Tree, will be reporting live from outside the court house. ANd for the first time in Produce history, tape recorders are being allowed inside the courtroom."
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"Now Tuvok, make sure to win this. I gave a direct order and -"
"Yes Captain. I will be the most fitting lawyer I can be." Tuvok replied to his captain.
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"All rise for the honerable Judge Rhysode."
Judge Rhysode entered the court room.
Janeway leaned to Tuvok, "Isn't that Ganner Rhysode?"
"I believe so captain. Apparently, he has left the Jedi order and has chosen a career in law." Lawyer Tuvok replied.
Ganner banged the gaval against the tabletop, "I love doing that..." He muttered to himself. "Quiet! Let's begin. Lawyer for R9, please present your arguement."
R9's lawyer, Oran G. Seed, stood.
"Your honor, I intend to prove the Captain Janeway was truly out of line by issuing both the Court Martial and the order for my client not to attack.
"I call Rogue 9 to the stand."
R9 stood and sat behind the witness stand.
"You are here representing your squadron, are you not?"
R9 nodded.
"Please answer verbally." Ganner replied.
"Yes."
"Please account for what happened."
R9 began his tale, "Well, the alarm went off signalling that we were under attack. My squad and I got into our fighters and took off.
"We were hailed by Janeway to stand down, but naturaly, we're fighters. That's what we do. We fought."
Seed nodded. "Thank you. You may step down."
"Just a minute," Tuvok said, standing, "I would like to cross-examine the witness."
Ganner looked at Tuvok, "I didn't think you were that kind of person."
Tuvok glared at Ganner and went to cross-examine anyway.
"Mr. Rogue. Were you not given a direct order by Captain Janeway to stand down?"
"Well, yes, but.."
"Thank you. That's enough." Tuvok said, going to sit down again.
Rogue stepped down.
But halfway back to his seat his suddenly got a Perry Mason look on his face and twirled at Janeway, "It was you!"
"Excuse me Rogue?" Ganner asked.
Rogue looked around, "Umm...never mind." He looked up at Ganner, "What was your name again? Oh, well. Must not have been important." And he sat down.
"Mr. Tuvok?"
Tuvok stood at Ganner's call, "I have to witness. Just a statement from Mr. Tom Paris concerning the event in question."
He read the statement:
"Ya, Captain Janeway opened a channel and POLITELY asked the squad to go back to the planet. Who knows what she would have done if we weren't hit and the comm system down."
Tuvok stood, looking at R9. "That is all, your honor. I believe our case speaks for itself."
R9 looked back at him, "Is that your /final/ answer?"
"Mr Rogue?" Ganner asked again.
"Sorry..."
Ganner stood after a few moments, "Taking your 'Ask the Jury' lifeline, the Jury have locked in their votes."
R9 stood and shouted, "IT was Captain Janeway, On the Bridge, with the Candlestick!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"MR ROGUE!" Ganner said, banging the gaval on the desk. "Oh..that was fun!" he muttered.
"Where was I?" Ganner said to mainly himself, "Oh yes. And the Jury's vote?"
The jury member stood, "We find that this case between Mr. Rogue 9 and Captain Janeway to end in a draw."
R9 stood and knocked over the table, "A DRAW!!!!????? I WANT A RECOUNT!!!!"
Oran pulled R9 back to his seat, "Shut your mouth.. THat's good!"
"And so ends the Court battle! Tune in tonight for more news. I'm App L. Tree signing off for the Cornuscant News Network. (CNN)."
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Edited by: Acky12 at: 12/18/00 8:08:42 pm
Aaron
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(12/18/00 6:46:01 pm)
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T.O. That was, uh, interesting.
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Aaron
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(12/18/00 6:52:58 pm)
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T.O. That was, uh, interesting. Yeah.
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Jeedai
(12/18/00 8:07:02 pm)
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Why'd you reply to your own post AAron? *G* It's funny! Did you catch all the references?
Perry Mason, Clue, Who wants to be a Millionaire, and Various Political standpoints.
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(12/18/00 10:34:38 pm)
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T.O. DOn't know who Mason is; I think I got the rest. Uh, that double post thingee was AOL screwing up again. I didn't think I was posting. Don't really feel like adding to my saga right now. Carry on.
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rogue 9a
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(12/19/00 2:31:18 pm)
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LOL That was great. Loved the mason refence
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Funny thing is, I've NEVER seen an episode of Mason...just read in FoxTrot so took a bit from that.
R9-If the R9 in the Court was a bit.....over-exhuberant and not like your character, there's a reason why...And believe me..it'll be good when it's revealed. Play along. If you want to know, e-mail me at rebelpatrol@yahoo.com
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(12/19/00 4:15:06 pm)
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Acting President Glenn Pear of the Rebellion glared at his holovid projector as reporters analyzed the court martial that had just occurred.
"Strawberry chocolate raisons!" he swore under his breath in a rare display of rage. Turning around to further vent his anger, Glenn realized that there were other people in the room. Behind him sat Admiral Parsley, Admiral Pear, Alison, and about a dozen soldiers who had been interested enough in the court decision to watch it live in the Grand Parliament Office.
"If we weren't in a rebellion situation... if we could afford time on these things, I would convince the Parliament to throw out that case and charge everyone involved with improper conduct!" fumed Glenn. "I have never seen such a mockery of our system..."
"Well, they did break about a dozen rules in there," commented Alison calmly.
Admiral Pear sighed. "That they did... Last time I heard a case as poorly done as that, Ed2d2 put everyone, even the judge, on kitchen duty for a week."
After a long pause, Admiral Parsley smiled hesitantly.
"Let's look at this optimistically! Tommorow, we'll be one step closer to retaking to galaxy so that things like that never happen again."
Pear grinned mischieviously. "I like your thinking. We'd better continue making preparations."
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Now who are they actually mad at? Janeway? R9? Or just the fact that the case made it that far?
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(12/20/00 12:18:19 am)
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lol i have no idea what is going on here anymore.....
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I do. Vagely. I'm lost with whats happening with the Jedi and Aaron.
I've got enough trouble keeping the UR Exploration and Voyager protecting CIII straight!
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(12/20/00 12:21:20 pm)
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T.O. The reason you have no idea what's happening with me is because nothing has happened in the past two pages. Sorry guys, but I'm losing my posting inspiration. I might not be very active in PW for awhile. I just never really feel like posting. I've been a little under the weather as of late. Maybe after Christmas, I'll be back to my normal self.
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(12/20/00 8:52:49 pm)
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No prob aaron, I dumped the forums for a a bit too...VM's line lives on though.
VM strode down the dark, damp alleys of Cornscant with several busybodies following behind.
"Leave me!" VM shouted at his crowd. They instantly scattered not wanting to tick the jedi off.
"VM, take it easy," said one coming out of the crowd.
"SK!" said a suprised VM. "What are you doing here?" Just then they were both mauled by several YV reptoids. They never awoke until they were both looking into the demon eyes of Gvorsa String Bean.
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Oh my what happens next
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(12/21/00 5:23:54 am)
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*gasp*
lol uhh VM email me cos i dunno whats happnin
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"I didn't like the way neither Judge Rhysode or Mr. Rogue 9 acted the other day." Tuvok said, giving his report.
Janeway nodded, "I agree. Something is wrong about them."
Tuvok just stood there.
"Lead an away team down to the surface. Try to do some spying. Figure out what is wrong with them. Are they mental? Drunk? ...Or worse..." Janeway didn't bother defining 'worse'.
"Yes Captain." Tuvok replied, tapping his comm badge, "Tuvok to security team 1. Meet me in transporter room 2."
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Warning! My next post will be showing the seriousness of the Yuuzhan Veggie invasion and what it is doing to the people of the galaxy.
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She pulled the scarf tighter around her face and made sure the holo camera was tightly inplace and recording in the pocket of her purposly worn jacket.
Everything she was wearing, from the flimsy hat upon her head, to the shoes where the soles were paper thin, were all bought from another young woman, begging on the streets for food.
She had been the first they encountered. They had asked to buy her clothes in exchange for new clothes and board at a local hotel.
The pauper had agreed, cautiously. She probably wondered why they would want to buy her clothes. They were sweaty, stained, and extremely smelly. They had told the woman that there was reason. And if it worked, no one would suffer like she did again.
So they had taken the clothes and given them to Gota. Well, Gota was her code name, but it worked. Staff had applied dirt and grime to her face, hands, and any other open skin.
Then the holo cam was inserted into the pocket of the mauve jacket. It was time to teach the Galactic Senate a lesson they would not forget.
Gota had been ordered by superiors to take a half broken down landspeeder to her destination point and leave it in a garbage bin.
Gota had attempted to protest but the plan was already too far along for any altercations to be made.
And so it was. Gota wasn't even given extra padding on her feet given the ammount of walking she would be doing. 'You must act like a poor. Appear like a poor. THINK like a poor.'
The garbage dump smelled horrible, or was that just the wind throwing the stench of the clothes back at her?
Huffing, she was forced to tear the landspeeder to get it in the bin. "I hope they meant throw it away, not just leave it in the bin and we'll come back and pick it up..."
They'd be mad if that were the case, too. Supplies were short now adays. No one, even those aboard the star ships and in high ranks had enough to eat. But this might change all that.
The damn Senate had withheld supplies. Everyone knew that the Senate had storehouses somewhere just full of supplies.
How did they know? Because the damn Senators had full plates of food to eat 3 times a day! Well, most of the Senators. A few, like those from the 'old' days with EDD, kept very little food for themselves and gave it to the poor.
They even tried saying they were extremely hungary and ordering large helpings so the poor would get more. But that didn't last very long. As soon as other Senators found out, they complained. Typical politicians.
Those senators actually helping the refugees were confined to their quarters by Cornuscant guards and given barely enough food to keep them alive.
Gota glanced around as she entered what little light reached the low levels of Cornuscant. She saw mixed races. Thousands of people. Fights broke out. Fires ignited and who knows what else happen. Diseases spread like mad.
These people didn't belong together. They had stayed on /their/ planet minding /their/ own buisness. Then the Yuuzhan Veggies had come.
No one really cared what the Veggies did anymore. It's not as if many of the planets they took are salvagable. People just wanted to stay alive.
Refugees came in by the hundreds each day. Refugees died by the thousands each week. There was starting to be less and less room on the small patches of surface that shown. With more and more people trying to find some shelter from the winds and rain. And trying to find food.
Gota dropped to her knees and felt rocks and dirt grind into knee through the pants that were full of holes. She had seen an arm flail.
Someone was trapped under the rocks. There was the arm again, but it wasn't moving.
Gasping, Gota grabbed for rock after rock from a pile that seems thousands of feet deep. She could hear the person crying now, and continued digging.
Then abruptly, the crying stopped.
Gota intensified her digging and got to the bottom, horrified by what she saw. It was a small baby. Wrapping in a towel not much better than her jacket.
She reached in to pull the baby out, but it was too late. The small boy was dead. Gota started to cry, and looked up.
The rocks had fallen from the side of a building. These weren't rocks, they were Veg-Plaster! She squinted. It was Senator Plumatine, IV. Adding onto his nice huge apartment. He had killed this child, and anyone else trapped under the VP!
Gota stood, and set the child back down in the VP and covered him up. If they couldn't find him, they could at least cling to hope he was alive.
This time, Gota decided to avoid anymore death and see what it was the poor ate. A neon sign blinked several times in the front of a store. It proclaimed: We have Grapes. 1 per person.
'Only ONE grape per person?' Gota thought, 'This is much worse than I thought.'
She was determined to go in there and pull rank. Get these people more food.
Walking at a brisk pace, Gota reached the small shop quickly.
She entered, expecting to find a quiet place where single grapes were being handed out. That wasn't the case.
Only one light worked in the shop and it was getting darker. The tables were covered in layers of dust and other items Gota didn't want to identify. Gota had a hard time walking around because the floor was sticky.
People were yelling in the shop. "HEY! HE GOT 2 GRAPES!" "Please sir...I have 3 young childen at home, give me more for them." "One grape! ONE GRAPE PER PERSON!"
Gota moaned. She couldn't stand much more of this. She had a ration bar in her pocket. She pulled it out, "EXCUSE ME!"
Before Gota could get any further, screams errupted from the 20some poor waiting for grapes. "It's a ration!" "FOOD!"
And the Gota went down as every single person in the room ran at her, just for one ration bar.
When she regained consciousness who knows how later, she was laying on the floor, her back aching. The ration bar was gone and as Gota discovered as she tried to stand up, so were her shoes.
Life was certainly rough down here and the Senate would pay.
As Gota went back to the meeting place she remembered the story of Acky so many years ago. He had gotten tired of the Senate and their ways and left the Produce Republic to form the Triad.
Gota hoped it wouldn't have to come to that.
She looked up. There were two men standing in the alley waiting for her. She reached up and untied the scarf from around her head, allowing her hair to go back to its shoulder length.
One man stepped out of the shadows, "Captain. Let's go."
"Yes Tuvok. I need a good sonic shower." Gota, Kathryn Janeway, said.
The other man smiled and tapped his comm badge, "Paris to Voyager. 3 to Beam up."
Janeway smiled feintly, "We've certainly got a case to present to the Senate."
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(12/21/00 10:30:22 pm)
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G'vorsa Str'ing Bean smiled as he ended the transmission to the rest of the Uneducated of the Reformed Galaxy. His plans were working quite well. Already, in just a matter of weeks, his governors reported that almost 98% of the galaxy's population was now fluent in the native language of the Yuuzhan Veggies.
And his organization on Cornscant III was stirring up conflict by limiting food and medical supply to the refugees. It would only take a documentary by the Master Veggie Network to convince the rest of the galaxy that they were better off under Yuuzhan Veggie rule.
After all, G'vorsa thought to himself, the Uneducated were better off. They now knew the superior culture of existance. Their old barbaric culture was being quelled more effectively day by day. Most of all, they did not have to deal with the hassle of democracy or the suffering caused by a free economy: everything was controled, measured out perfectly so that the Uneducated would someday make bright, loyal servants for the colonists that were to arrive. G'vorsa almost envied had easy the life of the Uneducated was under Yuuzhan Veggie rule: unlike him, they did not have to feel the sting of a major decision.
Suddenly, G'vorsa heard a door swing open behind him. Turning around sluggishly, he was faced with a low ranking member of the Uneducated Army. A human who had proven loyal to the Yuuzhan Veggies, the man obviously was of qualities favorable to the Master Veggie Truth.
With an air of humility, the man bowed loyaly to G'vorsa. G'vorsa could not help but smile, showing his sharp green teeth. "Exaulted among the Uneducated," G'vorsa's tongue clicked with the native language of the Veggies. "I invoke the Muse of the Children to allow your communication with me."
"Thank you, Great Teacher," responded the man in the Veggie religious dialect. "I have recieved reports from the army of the Outer Rim. A blockade of we Uneduated loyal to your cause has been formed. We are blocking all traitors from escaping to the unclean Cornscant III."
"Excellent," said G'vorsa, truly pleased by the accurate accent of the human. "I invoke the Muse of War to report to me, through you, the status of the quelling of the resistance from those called 'Chiss'."
The man bowed again, hiding his hesitation as he switched to the dialect of the Yuuzhan Veggie military. "The futile Chiss Resistance is being crushed," the man said slowly, obviously having trouble with the quick succession of tongue clicks involved in the military dialect. "A group of Loyal Chiss and Loyal Uneducated are assisting one of your grand Master Veggie armies. We will accelerate our siege of Chiss resistance cities within the hour."
"Very good," responded G'vorsa in the dialect of thanks. Switching to the dialect of command, he ordered "I now invoke in you the Muse of Silence. Leave, and remain silent until you have exited the Palace of G'Vorsa."
With a loyal bow and a mouthed thanks, the man scurried away from the room.
G'vorsa grinned, feeling excitement build within him. Things were getting better all the time...
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"Form a double line of Tomato Tanks and Lettuce Crawlers. Maybe if we can hold them off long enough we can deploy our starfighters," ordered Hand of Thrawn.
Kohlsa nodded in agreement. "I say we also send out a squad of those new seed speeders to protect the refugee trails."
Hand of Thrawn paused. He had forgotten all about the East Paths... it all showed how tiring this battle was becoming...
"Good idea, Chancilor. Tell your people to be on the lookout... I have a feeling we might have some larger sieges on the way."
"Will do, Commander Hand of Thrawn."
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What'd you think of the "poor" post? That story line ain't over though. And I'm tying two together with this one. But I'm not saying what I'm doing, except to EDD cause he is part of it.
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Kathryn Janeway left the Senate hall with a coughing fit. Tuvok took over showing the film.
"Water..." she said, gasping for air as she coughed more and more.
And then abruptly, the coughing stopped. She looked around, "What the hell?"
She was about to go see the Doctor when Tuvok stepped into the hall, "Captain. They would like to speak with you assuming you are feeling better."
"Yes Tuvok." And she went back into the Senate chamber.
"Do you think they'll build another Enterprise?"
"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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(12/22/00 1:12:26 pm)
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T.O.
Acky; question. SINCE WHEN DID REBELLIONS HAVE SENATES!?!? My entire point (well, most of it) of going to a Rebellion was to axe the Senate! I hope you're planning to do that.
T.I.
Aaron watched the Weepers gather. There were a good 300 of them, but Yarche was confident he could take them. He closed his eyes, and visualized the area around him. Beneath the Weepers, was an underwater spring. Aaron concentrated on that. Within seconds, it burst out of the ground. The Weepers were scattered. With no unison, the Weepers began scattering, running away from the fountain. As they ran, Aaron began simaltaneously superheating the air in the valley and creating strong winds designed to push the Weepers back to the center. He watched in satisfaction as the Weepers hit the now boiling water and disintigrated. He checked his watch. 48 seconds had passed. A new record. He pictured Yarche's home, and teleported back there instantly.
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But Aaron, do you think the Senators would do that? Think about it, they live extravagantly. They would be one of the first to get to CIII in their huge shuttles with them aboard.
The Senators are politicians. That's what they do. They don't do anything they don't like without a fight.
The military personal (and all the citizens) want the Senate to be taken down, but the Senate basically controls the military.
If the military revolted, you'd have a war on two fronts. One inside your weak government, the other trying to fight that government.
The military are the smart ones. They realize that trying to abolish the Senate/Politicians at this point in the Rebellion would be pointless.
TI:
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"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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(12/22/00 4:51:56 pm)
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Actually, I'm the one to blame for the continuing Parliament. I was not aware that you wanted to dissolve the Parliament, so I will do that
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"I think there's a major reason for this problem," said Acting President Glenn, his voice echoing through the Parliament Hall. "Senators... As you probably gather, some among us live extravagently, but only a minority. The laws of the Produce Republic made sure that no one would take advantage of their power. And the laws will insure that those who have abused their power will be punished," Glenn paused. "It seems to me there is no use for this body... The Rebellion needs a stable command for the group it is, not a Parliament designed for a galaxy."
Orange A. Doubledate of the Citrus Rim tapped a button on his seat, causing it to rise and causing his microphone to flicker on, resulting in a series of shreiking interference from the primitive speaker systems being used. After making sure the system was working properly, Doubledate began to speak in his high pitched voice.
"I must agree, President Glenn," Dumbledate began. "But Senators are meant to serve, and serving we cannot stop. For this reason, I propose this legislative body be dissolved for the time being..."
A rumble of confusion and discontent rippled through the room.
"But not forever... In the meantime, we don't have to stop serving. Each of us has a talent. Each of us has years of experience in some medium. And each of us has ambition. Why not seperate from the Rebellion to become our own independent group. A group meant to serve the people living under Rebellion rule."
"Interesting idea, Senator," said Senator Raspberry. "But what can two hundred senators do besides politics to serve the people?"
Doubledate smiled, thought for a moment, then responded confidently. "I know at least fifty of us started out in relief services. I propose that each of those fifty begin their own relief services stations... Outfits amoung the people here to provide medical, educational, and nutrition aid. Once the Rebellion reigns over more planets, each outfit can move to that planet, beginning a tradition of serving the people."
Glenn Pear nodded in approval. "Are there any volunteers to begin such organizations?"
Fifty five senators immediatly raised their hands, chatting enthusiastically about plans for their aid outfits. Suddenly, an idea occurred to Glenn...
"Many of us have diplomatic experience," said Glenn Pear. "We need people to represent us in the local rebellions. What if each person who volunteered to be an ambassador was given a section of Veggie space to serve as the advisor and representative amid local resistance groups in those areas?"
One hundred and seven chairs suddenly lit up, indicating Senators volunteering for such a position.
"One hundred and sixty three... How about the other thirty three?" asked Doubledate.
"I for one wish to return to civillian status and help the Rebellion as I can in that way," said one senator.
"That is grand," said Glenn with a nod. "I propose we carry out this plan of action. Do I have a second?"
"Of course," said Doubledate. "I came up with the idea."
At that moment, the Parliament of the Produce Republic unanimously voted to dissolve. Within hours, Veggie space was divided into districts and one hundred amd seven ambassadors were sent to advise the resistance groups in those districts. The next day, the Cornscant III news presses reported the creation of fifty five local aid groups.
The Parliament had served the galaxy.
***
"Watch out!" cried Hand of Thrawn as his cranberry crawler dodged a missile by a hair. Gunfire blazed, seeds were scattered, and the green prarie that had once been peaceful was littered with fire and debris.
In the headquarters of the Chiss Resistance, Kohlsa glanced at the computer screen in front of him, trying to form an effective strategy. Upon seeing the dwlindling Yuuzhan Veggie ships, he realized no special strategy would be needed. The Chiss Resistance was on the verge of its first victory.
"Speeder Seven," Hand of Thawn's voice called sharply over the com channel. "Shift to starboard... we almost have them surrounded."
"Yessir," called the pilot of Speeder Seven in a voice that inflected his loyalty to Hand of Thrawn and Kohlsa. Speeder Seven, followed by two of his wingmen, shifted to the left, effectively surrounding the weakened Yuuzhan Veggie forces.
Kohlsa glanced at his tactical board, then clicked his comlink. "This is the end, folks... Follow Hand's lead."
"Target those vehicles with advanced targeting. Fire all you've got!" ordered Hand of Thrawn.
The scattered seeds and bolts of plasma soon filled the field with a cloud of light and flashes. Yuuzhan Veggie vehicles, attempting to absorb all fire with their shields, exploded into balls of bright yellow.
The Chiss Resistance had won its first battle. The province of Dane on the planet of Wisconsin was now under Chiss control.
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Janeway grinned even though the apparatus she was sitting under made it very hard for anyone to see.
She had had another coughing spell. This time aboard Voyager and unfortunatly, as she was talking with the Doctor in sickbay.
It's a good thing she did though, the Doctor had run a scan and found that a disease that he'd never seen before was slowing taking over her body.
Then Tuvok had come with news that the Senate had dis-banded. Janeway wondered to herself if her comments about the Senators on the holo tape had at all influenced the decision...
"Nope." The Doctor said quietly, "That did nothing to it."
The Doctor took Tuvok aside and whispered, though Janeway could still hear them, "All the treatments I know of have failed. I've never seen a disease like this."
Tuvok stared at the floor, "The Unknown Regions."
The Doctor just looked at him.
Tuvok expanded, "There could be medicines in the UR that could heal Captain Janeway."
"There's no time to go to the Unknown Regions searching for medicines!" The Doctor protested.
Janeway lifted her head, "We don't have to. Acky's there. Send a transmission!"
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"Sir! We have a planet on sensors."
"On screen." Acky said, taking a seat.
Appeared on the screen was a planet, large, and with a habital atmosphere. Buildings could be seen on the surface.
"Life signs?" Acky asked.
The tech paused, "None sir."
"Do you think they'll build another Enterprise?"
"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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Aaron
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(12/23/00 12:07:40 am)
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T.O. Acky, just so we're clear, that's not the planet we've discussed. Understand? EDD, thanks, though that seemed a little too clean a break.
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Don't worry Aaron, that is not the planet we talked about. The pl is not that far along yet.
TI:
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(12/23/00 1:12:02 pm)
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T.O. Got ya.
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EDD! We talked about the exploration of that planet, I want to hold off on that until this other plot is done. If you really want to do it now, have ECC take a small crew and shuttle to investigate and then what we talked about happened to him.
TI:
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"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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Aaron
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(12/24/00 11:37:05 am)
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Aaron worked buisly, humming as he went along. Yarche frowned as he watched him.
"Yarche wonders, what is Stranger doing?"
"It's a custom on my homeplanet." Aaron finished putting the last ornaments up on the tree. "It's called a Christmas tree."
"Well, why not just believe the tree to be there? Why bother wasting time with it?"
Aaron sat back and considered. "Well, it's the tradition of it."
"Yarche understands not."
"Every Christmas, the people of my planet have a bunch of different customs. Spend time with the family, give presents, and decorate. To just...conjure up the decorations doesn't do the tradition it's due."
Yarche frowned. "Whatever Stranger wants to waste his time with."
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Back on Cornscant III, the Produce Warriors had gathered. Janeway, Allison, Parsley the Pears, R9a, Ganner, the crew of the Voyager, the former Senate, and Admiral Kettch. HoT, Acky, and EC3 were there via holograhm.
Glenn Pear, acting leader of the Produce Rebellion, stood in front of the 300 foot Christmas tree Kettch got from Endor and smiled as he looked out over the sea of his followers and thumbed on the broadcaster that would send this message to all the citizens of the Megaverse. The various rebellions had worked hard to make such a broadcast possible. "Today, we take a break from the warfare and celebrate a tradition dear to us. Today, we celebrate our families. We celebrate our friends. We celebrate those before us, who fell to make this holiday possible. We celebrate what peace exists in the Megaverse, and we celebrate the peace that will come! On this glorious day, we celebrate Christmas! Happy holidays!"
He cut the transmission and listened to the cheers that resounded from those present. As he stepped down from the podium, he smiled. "Merry Christmas, my friends. Tomorrow, we shall open our gifts."
Acky sighed for a second. "I had hoped Aaron would come back for today."
Admiral Pear shrugged uneasily. "We still haven't confirmed his continued survival. Hopefully, whereever he is, he is having a merry Christmas, and he knows our thoughts are with him."
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Acky closed the holo and went to his office. Something was bothering him. Something wasn't right about this whole invasion and the exploration.
He opened the file concerning the first Yuuzhan Veggie invasion, hoping to find something else that might give a clue.
"Nope.." he turned to the next file and did a sweep. For some reason, something in his mind said to do a deeper sweep.
Something did come up! A file had been buried and coded.
It shouldn't take too long to break.
Hours later, Acky realized he was wrong. Very wrong. He had the first few sentences decoded, but each line of the message was in a different code!
Someone didn't want this information out, but was forced to include it. What was being hidden?
Wait! Acky then found the universal code, a squared + b squared = c squared, unlocked the message. It read as follows:
After the Veggie invasion, the Produce Republic led a top secret project to create a superweapon to make sure that the Veggies could be defeated again. Not even the veteran heros of the war, Korn and Kenobi, were let in on this project.
Everything proceeded as planned and the weapon was built. It was tested once and it much surpassed the expectations of its designers and the Senators who asked for the weapon.
The entire Republic knew about the weapon less than a week after it was tested. Someone had leaked. The chief designer had ordered a lock down of the weapon because now that people knew a weapon capable of destroying a fleet of ships existed, curiosity increased.
Later that day, the chief designer was killed by an assassin. The weapon went under a 3rd Degree lockdown. Informats had told the Republic that several terrorist groups were plotting to steal the weapon and take over the galaxy.
A fleet of terrorist ships arrived over the system, but when the broke open the chamber where the weapon was stolen, the weapon was gone. Then they heard the whine of engines as a ship of unknown class was seen leaving the area behind the base.
No doubt this person was the person who had stolen the weapon. The ship met up with a larger ship, battle scorned, and still no one had ever seen a ship of that design before.
The terrorists went back to their ships in pursuit, but the ship they were after was much faster than theirs and it escaped into hyperspace.
No one, even to the date on which this report was written, knows who this mysterious stealer was. No one knows if he was working with the Republic, the terrorist groups, or some other faction. No one has seen the weapon since.
Acky gasped. This was alarming. There could be a superweapon roaming the galaxy just waiting to be used.
He vowed silently to himself that he would keep this information to himself. No one, if he could help it, would learn of this disturbing news.
"Do you think they'll build another Enterprise?"
"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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(12/25/00 12:21:35 pm)
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Aaron breathed deeply, and pictured his friends on Cornscant III, celebrating Christmas, in a rare moment of peace. He was about to take the last step; try the most difficult of Believing tasks. He concentrated, and projected.
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Acky, despite the problems weighing on him, smiled as he watched through holo the celebration occuring on Cornscant III. He turned to EC3. "It's nice to know that we can all come together still, even through all this pain and suffering."
EC3 nodded. "Yes, I..." He frowned for a second. "That's strange...I feel some unknown power racing toward us."
Acky closed his eyes. "I feel it too. It feels faintly like..." His eyes snapped open. "Aaron."
"Hey, Acky, EC3." The two spun, and to their surprise, saw Aaron standing behind them, smiling warmly. Behind him, Acky saw some of the crew pulling blasters, and staring at this man who had just materialized in front of them.
Acky waved his hand. "Go back to celebrating. Aaron, how the hell did you get here?"
Aaron smiled. "Long story. I'm not really here. I just look like I'm here. I'm projecting myself from Gowwsy."
"Try again, in Basic this time."
"By reaching across the Megaverse and temporal barrier between Gowwsy and you, I can plant my image and words in your mind. It's difficult, under such long distances, but possible."
"Uh, excuse me for my ignorance, but you don't have any skill at the Force."
"No, but I do at something that is so much more. Let's go to your office, and I'll explain." He winked out, and Acky suddenly saw the surroundings shift suddenly to his office, as if he was watching one of Boba Fett's holodramas. "How did you-"
Aaron smiled. "All will be explained."
***
An hour later, Acky shook his head. "Unbelievable. I can't believe this."
"I'm not sure when I should continue with my quest, but this seems to be something important."
Acky frowned. "Do you think it's wise to convert so far?"
"It's fine. I'll go look for those little folk or whatever later."
"Uh, what about the Weepers?"
"Yarche and I are going to wipe their scum off the planet."
EC3 gaped. "Are you insane? That's genocide! And aren't they supposed to help you?"
"They did, indirectly. By giving me those tears."
"Why aren't you crying?"
"I..." That stopped him. "Maybe because I believe..."
"Or maybe Yarche's taking you for a ride."
"He wouldn't do that."
"Wouldn't he? It sounds like he's using you to get rid of a minor nuisance. How do you know that he didn't kill your squad, and falsify the document?"
"You're speculating wildly."
"Maybe. But something about this doesn't feel right."
EC3 shook his head. "Strawberry fig chocolates! I don't like this situation."
Aaron shook his head. "Nothing's wrong."
"Famous last words."
Aaron growled. "I can't believe I'm listening to this! Merry Christmas, Acky. Here's your present." With that, he winked out, leaving a gift behind.
Acky walked toward it, cautiously. He opened it. Inside was a small computer. Acky brought up the monitor. His jaw dropped.
EC3 walked up. "What is it?"
"It's security footage of major Veggie outposts across the Megaverse! With this, we can more effectively assualt them! We'll know exactly where they all are, and what they're doing! And, we'll have specific details of the manpower and tech level of all our targets! And..." said Acky, as he read the last function, "We have audio. From the Grand Veggie Palace on Mulberry IV. We have their master strategies."
EC3's jaw worked up and down a few times. Finally, he stuttered, "Chocolate-coated raspberries..."
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(12/18/00 5:52:46 pm)
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Happy 901th post!!!
Very good introduction of Hand's family, Acky
I can't wait to read the court martial
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"So what we have here," said Admiral Parsley, beeming with pride as Admiral Pear entered the room, "is a grand opportunity!"
Pear smiled, the enthusiasm of youth never having left. "Sounds good just listening to you. What is it?"
Parsley motioned towards an empty seat amid his audience. The room was filled with a variety of soldiers, officers, and straticians all scribbling frantically in their notebooks. As Pear took his seat, he was surprized to see Alison sitting four chairs away from him. He thought that she was still with EC3 on the exploration mission. He'd have to ask about how that mission was going...
"As you know," began Parsley, "the Rebellion is supported by hundreds of local resistance groups. Ever since we made contact with them a couple of weeks ago, they have supplied with with reconassainse and spy information."
With a click on the data-a pad at his side, Parsley watched impatiently as the holograhm beside him shifted to a close up of the Red Cabbage Nebula System.
"One of these groups keeps us posted on the Red Cabbage Nebula System, a small group of planets in the mid rim of the galaxy. Because of its open hyperspace routes to planets in the Deep Core and Outer Rim, it is a prime shipping route for both supplies and information convoys.
"According to yesturday's report, the Yuuzhan Veggies will be sending a small information convoy to the Applaina Sector." A rumble of surprize murmured through the crowd as Parsley said this. Parsley turned towards the crowd and nodded solemnly. "That would be the same Applaina Sector involved in the Intecid Invasion and siege against Talon."
Parsley paused to let his thoughts catch up with him, then tapped his date-a pad again, causing the holograhm to shift to a specific portion of the Red Cabbage Nebula System. The holograhm highlighted a spinning astroid belt in deep red.
"The information convoy will be carrying navigation and intelligence information. Basically, if we get a hold of the information stored aboard their main freighter, we will know where their strong holds and space stations are. For this reason this mission is essential to our success.
"Now for how we plan to do this," continued Parsley with a smile. "In three days, the Yuuzhan Veggies will launch a convoy from the surface of Red Cabbage Alpha. In order to jump to Applaina, they will need to pass through the Red Cabbage astroid belt, which is between Red Cabbage Beta and Red Cabbage Pi."
"Very creative names we have here," someone murmured.
Parsley ignored the sardonic soldier and continued. "Once they enter the astroid belt, a squadron of fighters from the Red Cabbage Resistance will attack the convoy's communication ship. The siege will continue until the convoy begins to deploy defense fighters, at which point the squadron will retreat."
"Hopefully this is where we come in," said Admiral Pear with an encouraging grin.
With a returned smile, Parsley said "of course. Once the convoy has cleared the astroid field, they will be vulnerable because of the communications blackout. At this point, a cloaked Cooked-class Lettuce Destroyer will open fire on all ships."
The holograhm projector showed this in intricate detail. Parsley paused to watch the display, then continued. "After the shields on the information freighter fail, we will send a team of commandos to penetrate the freighter's defenses and download the contents of the computer system. After that, we will all return home happily. Any questions?"
A soldier slowly raised his hand. "Sir, as we saw during the last... battle... Yuuzhan Veggie troopers seem to be immune to blaster fire. How will we fight them?"
"The answer to that question lies in this small device," said Parsley as he lifted a small model of the newly developed technology for the crowd to see. "Curtesy of the Hand of Ed2d2 and Admiral Pear's team, this weapon is designed to take advantage of a weakness in the Yuuzhan Veggie's armor. One shot will stun for about twenty four hours. In preparation for this mission and the future, Pear's team will issue one of these blasters to each member of the Rebellion."
Seven of Nine was the next to raise her hand. "You said we will download the contents of their freighter's computer system, yet we have no idea of how the Veggies' computer systems work."
"Oh," said Parsley with a frown. "I had not thought of that."
Seven of Nine gave a triumphant smirk. "I am quite good with technology. Maybe if I went with our infiltration team, I could figure it out. It might take a while, but..."
"Actually, we don't need to do that," said Alison. As everyone turned towards her in confusion, she blushed slightly. "During the exploration mission, Acky captured a Veggie communication thing," she said hesitantly. "EC3 and I looked at it. Their computers are 5 digit-based, with a wiring that looks a lot like Bananian Universal Firewire."
"In that case, we could adapt our equipment to interpret that easily," said Pear with an approving nod.
Seven of Nine, obviously embarassed by someone knowing more about technology than she, frowned deeply. "How were you able to determine that? Almost ANYTHING can look like a 5-digit system with Bananian Universal Firewire to an untrained eye..."
"She isn't exactly untrained," said Pear with a humorous grin. "She's from Juice. People from Juice know everything."
"My brother worked in the computer industry for a while. He used to teach me these things," said Alison.
Parsley glanced at his watch. "It looks as if we are out of time for now. Be back here for a more detailed briefing in two days."
The sardonic soldier somewhere in the second row moaned. "They're gonna get more boring than this?"
As the officers, soldiers, and straticians dispersed, walking briskly to their quarters to make preparation, Alison walked up to Seven of Nine.
"I didn't mean to embarass you at all," she said. "I should have mensioned that earlier... I'm sorry."
Seven of Nine glared at Alison. "You would be. When we get that information, I would be willing to bet anything that you have your technology down wrong. You'll see."
With that, Seven of Nine marched out of the room. Alison lifted an eyebrow and sighed. "What did I do wrong?"
"Nothing," said Pear as he began to walk out of the room. "I wouldn't worry about it... Seven of Nine tends to think she knows more about technology than anyone else. She's rather young, just left her home planet a year ago, too. She's just afraid, I suppose.
Alison watched Pear leave, then turned towards the holograhm cracker projector, which was projecting a rerun from Fett's holovision classic "Saved by the Kiwi." With another sigh, Alison exited the room.
***
As the crew of the Shadow began launching preparations, EC3 turned towards Acky. "What did you think of that?"
"I thought the Toe of Thrawn is amazingly cute, especially compared with her father..."
"I thought Hand of Thrawn was hiding something," interupted EC3. "He was dedicated to his people... why would he start a rebellion that would take Chiss lives? And why would he be so surprized about the Yuuzhan Veggies? All of Chiss space was invaded, so he had to have known..."
Acky paused to consider this. "Maybe the resistance he's leading is against the Yuuzhan Veggies... Perhaps he said otherwise because he wanted to cover up the fall of the Chiss..."
"Either way," said EC3, "we should really tell the Rebellion about his group... The Chiss would be an excellent addition."
"I agree," said Acky. "But first, let us see what awaits us in the Unknown Regions.
***
G'vorsa Str'ing Bean, leader of the Yuuzhan Veggie invasion force, smiled as he learned of the ultimate success of his operation.
Victory was so nice.
Before he began plotting the demise of the Rebellion, G'vorsa took a moment to imagine the rewards he would reap for his success...
Aaron
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(12/18/00 6:17:53 pm)
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T.O. Yeah Acky, when I read Bub's post, my first thought was LB. Next was you when you first joined (unlike some of you newbies, I actually bothered to read the entire thing before I started posting. Joking, joking, put those watermelons down! Actually, I don't blame you. It took hours and hours to get through it back when I joined, and that was about page 14. What are we gonna do for 1000?
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Nice EDD!"
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Morning on CIII was usually a happy time. Not today.
Kathryn Janeway had had the last straw. And it just so happened that R9 and his squadron had been the "Juice the Straw went into."
"Good morning CIII citizens and welcome to this historic date in history. I, App L. Tree, will be reporting live from outside the court house. ANd for the first time in Produce history, tape recorders are being allowed inside the courtroom."
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"Now Tuvok, make sure to win this. I gave a direct order and -"
"Yes Captain. I will be the most fitting lawyer I can be." Tuvok replied to his captain.
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"All rise for the honerable Judge Rhysode."
Judge Rhysode entered the court room.
Janeway leaned to Tuvok, "Isn't that Ganner Rhysode?"
"I believe so captain. Apparently, he has left the Jedi order and has chosen a career in law." Lawyer Tuvok replied.
Ganner banged the gaval against the tabletop, "I love doing that..." He muttered to himself. "Quiet! Let's begin. Lawyer for R9, please present your arguement."
R9's lawyer, Oran G. Seed, stood.
"Your honor, I intend to prove the Captain Janeway was truly out of line by issuing both the Court Martial and the order for my client not to attack.
"I call Rogue 9 to the stand."
R9 stood and sat behind the witness stand.
"You are here representing your squadron, are you not?"
R9 nodded.
"Please answer verbally." Ganner replied.
"Yes."
"Please account for what happened."
R9 began his tale, "Well, the alarm went off signalling that we were under attack. My squad and I got into our fighters and took off.
"We were hailed by Janeway to stand down, but naturaly, we're fighters. That's what we do. We fought."
Seed nodded. "Thank you. You may step down."
"Just a minute," Tuvok said, standing, "I would like to cross-examine the witness."
Ganner looked at Tuvok, "I didn't think you were that kind of person."
Tuvok glared at Ganner and went to cross-examine anyway.
"Mr. Rogue. Were you not given a direct order by Captain Janeway to stand down?"
"Well, yes, but.."
"Thank you. That's enough." Tuvok said, going to sit down again.
Rogue stepped down.
But halfway back to his seat his suddenly got a Perry Mason look on his face and twirled at Janeway, "It was you!"
"Excuse me Rogue?" Ganner asked.
Rogue looked around, "Umm...never mind." He looked up at Ganner, "What was your name again? Oh, well. Must not have been important." And he sat down.
"Mr. Tuvok?"
Tuvok stood at Ganner's call, "I have to witness. Just a statement from Mr. Tom Paris concerning the event in question."
He read the statement:
"Ya, Captain Janeway opened a channel and POLITELY asked the squad to go back to the planet. Who knows what she would have done if we weren't hit and the comm system down."
Tuvok stood, looking at R9. "That is all, your honor. I believe our case speaks for itself."
R9 looked back at him, "Is that your /final/ answer?"
"Mr Rogue?" Ganner asked again.
"Sorry..."
Ganner stood after a few moments, "Taking your 'Ask the Jury' lifeline, the Jury have locked in their votes."
R9 stood and shouted, "IT was Captain Janeway, On the Bridge, with the Candlestick!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"MR ROGUE!" Ganner said, banging the gaval on the desk. "Oh..that was fun!" he muttered.
"Where was I?" Ganner said to mainly himself, "Oh yes. And the Jury's vote?"
The jury member stood, "We find that this case between Mr. Rogue 9 and Captain Janeway to end in a draw."
R9 stood and knocked over the table, "A DRAW!!!!????? I WANT A RECOUNT!!!!"
Oran pulled R9 back to his seat, "Shut your mouth.. THat's good!"
"And so ends the Court battle! Tune in tonight for more news. I'm App L. Tree signing off for the Cornuscant News Network. (CNN)."
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T.O. That was, uh, interesting.
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T.O. That was, uh, interesting. Yeah.
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Why'd you reply to your own post AAron? *G* It's funny! Did you catch all the references?
Perry Mason, Clue, Who wants to be a Millionaire, and Various Political standpoints.
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T.O. DOn't know who Mason is; I think I got the rest. Uh, that double post thingee was AOL screwing up again. I didn't think I was posting. Don't really feel like adding to my saga right now. Carry on.
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LOL That was great. Loved the mason refence
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Funny thing is, I've NEVER seen an episode of Mason...just read in FoxTrot so took a bit from that.
R9-If the R9 in the Court was a bit.....over-exhuberant and not like your character, there's a reason why...And believe me..it'll be good when it's revealed. Play along. If you want to know, e-mail me at rebelpatrol@yahoo.com
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Acting President Glenn Pear of the Rebellion glared at his holovid projector as reporters analyzed the court martial that had just occurred.
"Strawberry chocolate raisons!" he swore under his breath in a rare display of rage. Turning around to further vent his anger, Glenn realized that there were other people in the room. Behind him sat Admiral Parsley, Admiral Pear, Alison, and about a dozen soldiers who had been interested enough in the court decision to watch it live in the Grand Parliament Office.
"If we weren't in a rebellion situation... if we could afford time on these things, I would convince the Parliament to throw out that case and charge everyone involved with improper conduct!" fumed Glenn. "I have never seen such a mockery of our system..."
"Well, they did break about a dozen rules in there," commented Alison calmly.
Admiral Pear sighed. "That they did... Last time I heard a case as poorly done as that, Ed2d2 put everyone, even the judge, on kitchen duty for a week."
After a long pause, Admiral Parsley smiled hesitantly.
"Let's look at this optimistically! Tommorow, we'll be one step closer to retaking to galaxy so that things like that never happen again."
Pear grinned mischieviously. "I like your thinking. We'd better continue making preparations."
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Now who are they actually mad at? Janeway? R9? Or just the fact that the case made it that far?
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lol i have no idea what is going on here anymore.....
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I do. Vagely. I'm lost with whats happening with the Jedi and Aaron.
I've got enough trouble keeping the UR Exploration and Voyager protecting CIII straight!
TI:
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T.O. The reason you have no idea what's happening with me is because nothing has happened in the past two pages. Sorry guys, but I'm losing my posting inspiration. I might not be very active in PW for awhile. I just never really feel like posting. I've been a little under the weather as of late. Maybe after Christmas, I'll be back to my normal self.
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No prob aaron, I dumped the forums for a a bit too...VM's line lives on though.
VM strode down the dark, damp alleys of Cornscant with several busybodies following behind.
"Leave me!" VM shouted at his crowd. They instantly scattered not wanting to tick the jedi off.
"VM, take it easy," said one coming out of the crowd.
"SK!" said a suprised VM. "What are you doing here?" Just then they were both mauled by several YV reptoids. They never awoke until they were both looking into the demon eyes of Gvorsa String Bean.
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Oh my what happens next
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lol uhh VM email me cos i dunno whats happnin
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"I didn't like the way neither Judge Rhysode or Mr. Rogue 9 acted the other day." Tuvok said, giving his report.
Janeway nodded, "I agree. Something is wrong about them."
Tuvok just stood there.
"Lead an away team down to the surface. Try to do some spying. Figure out what is wrong with them. Are they mental? Drunk? ...Or worse..." Janeway didn't bother defining 'worse'.
"Yes Captain." Tuvok replied, tapping his comm badge, "Tuvok to security team 1. Meet me in transporter room 2."
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Warning! My next post will be showing the seriousness of the Yuuzhan Veggie invasion and what it is doing to the people of the galaxy.
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She pulled the scarf tighter around her face and made sure the holo camera was tightly inplace and recording in the pocket of her purposly worn jacket.
Everything she was wearing, from the flimsy hat upon her head, to the shoes where the soles were paper thin, were all bought from another young woman, begging on the streets for food.
She had been the first they encountered. They had asked to buy her clothes in exchange for new clothes and board at a local hotel.
The pauper had agreed, cautiously. She probably wondered why they would want to buy her clothes. They were sweaty, stained, and extremely smelly. They had told the woman that there was reason. And if it worked, no one would suffer like she did again.
So they had taken the clothes and given them to Gota. Well, Gota was her code name, but it worked. Staff had applied dirt and grime to her face, hands, and any other open skin.
Then the holo cam was inserted into the pocket of the mauve jacket. It was time to teach the Galactic Senate a lesson they would not forget.
Gota had been ordered by superiors to take a half broken down landspeeder to her destination point and leave it in a garbage bin.
Gota had attempted to protest but the plan was already too far along for any altercations to be made.
And so it was. Gota wasn't even given extra padding on her feet given the ammount of walking she would be doing. 'You must act like a poor. Appear like a poor. THINK like a poor.'
The garbage dump smelled horrible, or was that just the wind throwing the stench of the clothes back at her?
Huffing, she was forced to tear the landspeeder to get it in the bin. "I hope they meant throw it away, not just leave it in the bin and we'll come back and pick it up..."
They'd be mad if that were the case, too. Supplies were short now adays. No one, even those aboard the star ships and in high ranks had enough to eat. But this might change all that.
The damn Senate had withheld supplies. Everyone knew that the Senate had storehouses somewhere just full of supplies.
How did they know? Because the damn Senators had full plates of food to eat 3 times a day! Well, most of the Senators. A few, like those from the 'old' days with EDD, kept very little food for themselves and gave it to the poor.
They even tried saying they were extremely hungary and ordering large helpings so the poor would get more. But that didn't last very long. As soon as other Senators found out, they complained. Typical politicians.
Those senators actually helping the refugees were confined to their quarters by Cornuscant guards and given barely enough food to keep them alive.
Gota glanced around as she entered what little light reached the low levels of Cornuscant. She saw mixed races. Thousands of people. Fights broke out. Fires ignited and who knows what else happen. Diseases spread like mad.
These people didn't belong together. They had stayed on /their/ planet minding /their/ own buisness. Then the Yuuzhan Veggies had come.
No one really cared what the Veggies did anymore. It's not as if many of the planets they took are salvagable. People just wanted to stay alive.
Refugees came in by the hundreds each day. Refugees died by the thousands each week. There was starting to be less and less room on the small patches of surface that shown. With more and more people trying to find some shelter from the winds and rain. And trying to find food.
Gota dropped to her knees and felt rocks and dirt grind into knee through the pants that were full of holes. She had seen an arm flail.
Someone was trapped under the rocks. There was the arm again, but it wasn't moving.
Gasping, Gota grabbed for rock after rock from a pile that seems thousands of feet deep. She could hear the person crying now, and continued digging.
Then abruptly, the crying stopped.
Gota intensified her digging and got to the bottom, horrified by what she saw. It was a small baby. Wrapping in a towel not much better than her jacket.
She reached in to pull the baby out, but it was too late. The small boy was dead. Gota started to cry, and looked up.
The rocks had fallen from the side of a building. These weren't rocks, they were Veg-Plaster! She squinted. It was Senator Plumatine, IV. Adding onto his nice huge apartment. He had killed this child, and anyone else trapped under the VP!
Gota stood, and set the child back down in the VP and covered him up. If they couldn't find him, they could at least cling to hope he was alive.
This time, Gota decided to avoid anymore death and see what it was the poor ate. A neon sign blinked several times in the front of a store. It proclaimed: We have Grapes. 1 per person.
'Only ONE grape per person?' Gota thought, 'This is much worse than I thought.'
She was determined to go in there and pull rank. Get these people more food.
Walking at a brisk pace, Gota reached the small shop quickly.
She entered, expecting to find a quiet place where single grapes were being handed out. That wasn't the case.
Only one light worked in the shop and it was getting darker. The tables were covered in layers of dust and other items Gota didn't want to identify. Gota had a hard time walking around because the floor was sticky.
People were yelling in the shop. "HEY! HE GOT 2 GRAPES!" "Please sir...I have 3 young childen at home, give me more for them." "One grape! ONE GRAPE PER PERSON!"
Gota moaned. She couldn't stand much more of this. She had a ration bar in her pocket. She pulled it out, "EXCUSE ME!"
Before Gota could get any further, screams errupted from the 20some poor waiting for grapes. "It's a ration!" "FOOD!"
And the Gota went down as every single person in the room ran at her, just for one ration bar.
When she regained consciousness who knows how later, she was laying on the floor, her back aching. The ration bar was gone and as Gota discovered as she tried to stand up, so were her shoes.
Life was certainly rough down here and the Senate would pay.
As Gota went back to the meeting place she remembered the story of Acky so many years ago. He had gotten tired of the Senate and their ways and left the Produce Republic to form the Triad.
Gota hoped it wouldn't have to come to that.
She looked up. There were two men standing in the alley waiting for her. She reached up and untied the scarf from around her head, allowing her hair to go back to its shoulder length.
One man stepped out of the shadows, "Captain. Let's go."
"Yes Tuvok. I need a good sonic shower." Gota, Kathryn Janeway, said.
The other man smiled and tapped his comm badge, "Paris to Voyager. 3 to Beam up."
Janeway smiled feintly, "We've certainly got a case to present to the Senate."
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G'vorsa Str'ing Bean smiled as he ended the transmission to the rest of the Uneducated of the Reformed Galaxy. His plans were working quite well. Already, in just a matter of weeks, his governors reported that almost 98% of the galaxy's population was now fluent in the native language of the Yuuzhan Veggies.
And his organization on Cornscant III was stirring up conflict by limiting food and medical supply to the refugees. It would only take a documentary by the Master Veggie Network to convince the rest of the galaxy that they were better off under Yuuzhan Veggie rule.
After all, G'vorsa thought to himself, the Uneducated were better off. They now knew the superior culture of existance. Their old barbaric culture was being quelled more effectively day by day. Most of all, they did not have to deal with the hassle of democracy or the suffering caused by a free economy: everything was controled, measured out perfectly so that the Uneducated would someday make bright, loyal servants for the colonists that were to arrive. G'vorsa almost envied had easy the life of the Uneducated was under Yuuzhan Veggie rule: unlike him, they did not have to feel the sting of a major decision.
Suddenly, G'vorsa heard a door swing open behind him. Turning around sluggishly, he was faced with a low ranking member of the Uneducated Army. A human who had proven loyal to the Yuuzhan Veggies, the man obviously was of qualities favorable to the Master Veggie Truth.
With an air of humility, the man bowed loyaly to G'vorsa. G'vorsa could not help but smile, showing his sharp green teeth. "Exaulted among the Uneducated," G'vorsa's tongue clicked with the native language of the Veggies. "I invoke the Muse of the Children to allow your communication with me."
"Thank you, Great Teacher," responded the man in the Veggie religious dialect. "I have recieved reports from the army of the Outer Rim. A blockade of we Uneduated loyal to your cause has been formed. We are blocking all traitors from escaping to the unclean Cornscant III."
"Excellent," said G'vorsa, truly pleased by the accurate accent of the human. "I invoke the Muse of War to report to me, through you, the status of the quelling of the resistance from those called 'Chiss'."
The man bowed again, hiding his hesitation as he switched to the dialect of the Yuuzhan Veggie military. "The futile Chiss Resistance is being crushed," the man said slowly, obviously having trouble with the quick succession of tongue clicks involved in the military dialect. "A group of Loyal Chiss and Loyal Uneducated are assisting one of your grand Master Veggie armies. We will accelerate our siege of Chiss resistance cities within the hour."
"Very good," responded G'vorsa in the dialect of thanks. Switching to the dialect of command, he ordered "I now invoke in you the Muse of Silence. Leave, and remain silent until you have exited the Palace of G'Vorsa."
With a loyal bow and a mouthed thanks, the man scurried away from the room.
G'vorsa grinned, feeling excitement build within him. Things were getting better all the time...
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"Form a double line of Tomato Tanks and Lettuce Crawlers. Maybe if we can hold them off long enough we can deploy our starfighters," ordered Hand of Thrawn.
Kohlsa nodded in agreement. "I say we also send out a squad of those new seed speeders to protect the refugee trails."
Hand of Thrawn paused. He had forgotten all about the East Paths... it all showed how tiring this battle was becoming...
"Good idea, Chancilor. Tell your people to be on the lookout... I have a feeling we might have some larger sieges on the way."
"Will do, Commander Hand of Thrawn."
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What'd you think of the "poor" post? That story line ain't over though. And I'm tying two together with this one. But I'm not saying what I'm doing, except to EDD cause he is part of it.
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Kathryn Janeway left the Senate hall with a coughing fit. Tuvok took over showing the film.
"Water..." she said, gasping for air as she coughed more and more.
And then abruptly, the coughing stopped. She looked around, "What the hell?"
She was about to go see the Doctor when Tuvok stepped into the hall, "Captain. They would like to speak with you assuming you are feeling better."
"Yes Tuvok." And she went back into the Senate chamber.
"Do you think they'll build another Enterprise?"
"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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T.O.
Acky; question. SINCE WHEN DID REBELLIONS HAVE SENATES!?!? My entire point (well, most of it) of going to a Rebellion was to axe the Senate! I hope you're planning to do that.
T.I.
Aaron watched the Weepers gather. There were a good 300 of them, but Yarche was confident he could take them. He closed his eyes, and visualized the area around him. Beneath the Weepers, was an underwater spring. Aaron concentrated on that. Within seconds, it burst out of the ground. The Weepers were scattered. With no unison, the Weepers began scattering, running away from the fountain. As they ran, Aaron began simaltaneously superheating the air in the valley and creating strong winds designed to push the Weepers back to the center. He watched in satisfaction as the Weepers hit the now boiling water and disintigrated. He checked his watch. 48 seconds had passed. A new record. He pictured Yarche's home, and teleported back there instantly.
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But Aaron, do you think the Senators would do that? Think about it, they live extravagantly. They would be one of the first to get to CIII in their huge shuttles with them aboard.
The Senators are politicians. That's what they do. They don't do anything they don't like without a fight.
The military personal (and all the citizens) want the Senate to be taken down, but the Senate basically controls the military.
If the military revolted, you'd have a war on two fronts. One inside your weak government, the other trying to fight that government.
The military are the smart ones. They realize that trying to abolish the Senate/Politicians at this point in the Rebellion would be pointless.
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Time out:
Actually, I'm the one to blame for the continuing Parliament. I was not aware that you wanted to dissolve the Parliament, so I will do that
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"I think there's a major reason for this problem," said Acting President Glenn, his voice echoing through the Parliament Hall. "Senators... As you probably gather, some among us live extravagently, but only a minority. The laws of the Produce Republic made sure that no one would take advantage of their power. And the laws will insure that those who have abused their power will be punished," Glenn paused. "It seems to me there is no use for this body... The Rebellion needs a stable command for the group it is, not a Parliament designed for a galaxy."
Orange A. Doubledate of the Citrus Rim tapped a button on his seat, causing it to rise and causing his microphone to flicker on, resulting in a series of shreiking interference from the primitive speaker systems being used. After making sure the system was working properly, Doubledate began to speak in his high pitched voice.
"I must agree, President Glenn," Dumbledate began. "But Senators are meant to serve, and serving we cannot stop. For this reason, I propose this legislative body be dissolved for the time being..."
A rumble of confusion and discontent rippled through the room.
"But not forever... In the meantime, we don't have to stop serving. Each of us has a talent. Each of us has years of experience in some medium. And each of us has ambition. Why not seperate from the Rebellion to become our own independent group. A group meant to serve the people living under Rebellion rule."
"Interesting idea, Senator," said Senator Raspberry. "But what can two hundred senators do besides politics to serve the people?"
Doubledate smiled, thought for a moment, then responded confidently. "I know at least fifty of us started out in relief services. I propose that each of those fifty begin their own relief services stations... Outfits amoung the people here to provide medical, educational, and nutrition aid. Once the Rebellion reigns over more planets, each outfit can move to that planet, beginning a tradition of serving the people."
Glenn Pear nodded in approval. "Are there any volunteers to begin such organizations?"
Fifty five senators immediatly raised their hands, chatting enthusiastically about plans for their aid outfits. Suddenly, an idea occurred to Glenn...
"Many of us have diplomatic experience," said Glenn Pear. "We need people to represent us in the local rebellions. What if each person who volunteered to be an ambassador was given a section of Veggie space to serve as the advisor and representative amid local resistance groups in those areas?"
One hundred and seven chairs suddenly lit up, indicating Senators volunteering for such a position.
"One hundred and sixty three... How about the other thirty three?" asked Doubledate.
"I for one wish to return to civillian status and help the Rebellion as I can in that way," said one senator.
"That is grand," said Glenn with a nod. "I propose we carry out this plan of action. Do I have a second?"
"Of course," said Doubledate. "I came up with the idea."
At that moment, the Parliament of the Produce Republic unanimously voted to dissolve. Within hours, Veggie space was divided into districts and one hundred amd seven ambassadors were sent to advise the resistance groups in those districts. The next day, the Cornscant III news presses reported the creation of fifty five local aid groups.
The Parliament had served the galaxy.
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"Watch out!" cried Hand of Thrawn as his cranberry crawler dodged a missile by a hair. Gunfire blazed, seeds were scattered, and the green prarie that had once been peaceful was littered with fire and debris.
In the headquarters of the Chiss Resistance, Kohlsa glanced at the computer screen in front of him, trying to form an effective strategy. Upon seeing the dwlindling Yuuzhan Veggie ships, he realized no special strategy would be needed. The Chiss Resistance was on the verge of its first victory.
"Speeder Seven," Hand of Thawn's voice called sharply over the com channel. "Shift to starboard... we almost have them surrounded."
"Yessir," called the pilot of Speeder Seven in a voice that inflected his loyalty to Hand of Thrawn and Kohlsa. Speeder Seven, followed by two of his wingmen, shifted to the left, effectively surrounding the weakened Yuuzhan Veggie forces.
Kohlsa glanced at his tactical board, then clicked his comlink. "This is the end, folks... Follow Hand's lead."
"Target those vehicles with advanced targeting. Fire all you've got!" ordered Hand of Thrawn.
The scattered seeds and bolts of plasma soon filled the field with a cloud of light and flashes. Yuuzhan Veggie vehicles, attempting to absorb all fire with their shields, exploded into balls of bright yellow.
The Chiss Resistance had won its first battle. The province of Dane on the planet of Wisconsin was now under Chiss control.
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Janeway grinned even though the apparatus she was sitting under made it very hard for anyone to see.
She had had another coughing spell. This time aboard Voyager and unfortunatly, as she was talking with the Doctor in sickbay.
It's a good thing she did though, the Doctor had run a scan and found that a disease that he'd never seen before was slowing taking over her body.
Then Tuvok had come with news that the Senate had dis-banded. Janeway wondered to herself if her comments about the Senators on the holo tape had at all influenced the decision...
"Nope." The Doctor said quietly, "That did nothing to it."
The Doctor took Tuvok aside and whispered, though Janeway could still hear them, "All the treatments I know of have failed. I've never seen a disease like this."
Tuvok stared at the floor, "The Unknown Regions."
The Doctor just looked at him.
Tuvok expanded, "There could be medicines in the UR that could heal Captain Janeway."
"There's no time to go to the Unknown Regions searching for medicines!" The Doctor protested.
Janeway lifted her head, "We don't have to. Acky's there. Send a transmission!"
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"Sir! We have a planet on sensors."
"On screen." Acky said, taking a seat.
Appeared on the screen was a planet, large, and with a habital atmosphere. Buildings could be seen on the surface.
"Life signs?" Acky asked.
The tech paused, "None sir."
"Do you think they'll build another Enterprise?"
"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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T.O. Acky, just so we're clear, that's not the planet we've discussed. Understand? EDD, thanks, though that seemed a little too clean a break.
T.I.
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Don't worry Aaron, that is not the planet we talked about. The pl is not that far along yet.
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T.O. Got ya.
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EDD! We talked about the exploration of that planet, I want to hold off on that until this other plot is done. If you really want to do it now, have ECC take a small crew and shuttle to investigate and then what we talked about happened to him.
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"There are plenty of letters left in the alphabet."
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Aaron worked buisly, humming as he went along. Yarche frowned as he watched him.
"Yarche wonders, what is Stranger doing?"
"It's a custom on my homeplanet." Aaron finished putting the last ornaments up on the tree. "It's called a Christmas tree."
"Well, why not just believe the tree to be there? Why bother wasting time with it?"
Aaron sat back and considered. "Well, it's the tradition of it."
"Yarche understands not."
"Every Christmas, the people of my planet have a bunch of different customs. Spend time with the family, give presents, and decorate. To just...conjure up the decorations doesn't do the tradition it's due."
Yarche frowned. "Whatever Stranger wants to waste his time with."
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Back on Cornscant III, the Produce Warriors had gathered. Janeway, Allison, Parsley the Pears, R9a, Ganner, the crew of the Voyager, the former Senate, and Admiral Kettch. HoT, Acky, and EC3 were there via holograhm.
Glenn Pear, acting leader of the Produce Rebellion, stood in front of the 300 foot Christmas tree Kettch got from Endor and smiled as he looked out over the sea of his followers and thumbed on the broadcaster that would send this message to all the citizens of the Megaverse. The various rebellions had worked hard to make such a broadcast possible. "Today, we take a break from the warfare and celebrate a tradition dear to us. Today, we celebrate our families. We celebrate our friends. We celebrate those before us, who fell to make this holiday possible. We celebrate what peace exists in the Megaverse, and we celebrate the peace that will come! On this glorious day, we celebrate Christmas! Happy holidays!"
He cut the transmission and listened to the cheers that resounded from those present. As he stepped down from the podium, he smiled. "Merry Christmas, my friends. Tomorrow, we shall open our gifts."
Acky sighed for a second. "I had hoped Aaron would come back for today."
Admiral Pear shrugged uneasily. "We still haven't confirmed his continued survival. Hopefully, whereever he is, he is having a merry Christmas, and he knows our thoughts are with him."
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Jeedai
(12/24/00 12:58:52 pm)
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Acky closed the holo and went to his office. Something was bothering him. Something wasn't right about this whole invasion and the exploration.
He opened the file concerning the first Yuuzhan Veggie invasion, hoping to find something else that might give a clue.
"Nope.." he turned to the next file and did a sweep. For some reason, something in his mind said to do a deeper sweep.
Something did come up! A file had been buried and coded.
It shouldn't take too long to break.
Hours later, Acky realized he was wrong. Very wrong. He had the first few sentences decoded, but each line of the message was in a different code!
Someone didn't want this information out, but was forced to include it. What was being hidden?
Wait! Acky then found the universal code, a squared + b squared = c squared, unlocked the message. It read as follows:
After the Veggie invasion, the Produce Republic led a top secret project to create a superweapon to make sure that the Veggies could be defeated again. Not even the veteran heros of the war, Korn and Kenobi, were let in on this project.
Everything proceeded as planned and the weapon was built. It was tested once and it much surpassed the expectations of its designers and the Senators who asked for the weapon.
The entire Republic knew about the weapon less than a week after it was tested. Someone had leaked. The chief designer had ordered a lock down of the weapon because now that people knew a weapon capable of destroying a fleet of ships existed, curiosity increased.
Later that day, the chief designer was killed by an assassin. The weapon went under a 3rd Degree lockdown. Informats had told the Republic that several terrorist groups were plotting to steal the weapon and take over the galaxy.
A fleet of terrorist ships arrived over the system, but when the broke open the chamber where the weapon was stolen, the weapon was gone. Then they heard the whine of engines as a ship of unknown class was seen leaving the area behind the base.
No doubt this person was the person who had stolen the weapon. The ship met up with a larger ship, battle scorned, and still no one had ever seen a ship of that design before.
The terrorists went back to their ships in pursuit, but the ship they were after was much faster than theirs and it escaped into hyperspace.
No one, even to the date on which this report was written, knows who this mysterious stealer was. No one knows if he was working with the Republic, the terrorist groups, or some other faction. No one has seen the weapon since.
Acky gasped. This was alarming. There could be a superweapon roaming the galaxy just waiting to be used.
He vowed silently to himself that he would keep this information to himself. No one, if he could help it, would learn of this disturbing news.
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(12/25/00 12:21:35 pm)
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Aaron breathed deeply, and pictured his friends on Cornscant III, celebrating Christmas, in a rare moment of peace. He was about to take the last step; try the most difficult of Believing tasks. He concentrated, and projected.
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Acky, despite the problems weighing on him, smiled as he watched through holo the celebration occuring on Cornscant III. He turned to EC3. "It's nice to know that we can all come together still, even through all this pain and suffering."
EC3 nodded. "Yes, I..." He frowned for a second. "That's strange...I feel some unknown power racing toward us."
Acky closed his eyes. "I feel it too. It feels faintly like..." His eyes snapped open. "Aaron."
"Hey, Acky, EC3." The two spun, and to their surprise, saw Aaron standing behind them, smiling warmly. Behind him, Acky saw some of the crew pulling blasters, and staring at this man who had just materialized in front of them.
Acky waved his hand. "Go back to celebrating. Aaron, how the hell did you get here?"
Aaron smiled. "Long story. I'm not really here. I just look like I'm here. I'm projecting myself from Gowwsy."
"Try again, in Basic this time."
"By reaching across the Megaverse and temporal barrier between Gowwsy and you, I can plant my image and words in your mind. It's difficult, under such long distances, but possible."
"Uh, excuse me for my ignorance, but you don't have any skill at the Force."
"No, but I do at something that is so much more. Let's go to your office, and I'll explain." He winked out, and Acky suddenly saw the surroundings shift suddenly to his office, as if he was watching one of Boba Fett's holodramas. "How did you-"
Aaron smiled. "All will be explained."
***
An hour later, Acky shook his head. "Unbelievable. I can't believe this."
"I'm not sure when I should continue with my quest, but this seems to be something important."
Acky frowned. "Do you think it's wise to convert so far?"
"It's fine. I'll go look for those little folk or whatever later."
"Uh, what about the Weepers?"
"Yarche and I are going to wipe their scum off the planet."
EC3 gaped. "Are you insane? That's genocide! And aren't they supposed to help you?"
"They did, indirectly. By giving me those tears."
"Why aren't you crying?"
"I..." That stopped him. "Maybe because I believe..."
"Or maybe Yarche's taking you for a ride."
"He wouldn't do that."
"Wouldn't he? It sounds like he's using you to get rid of a minor nuisance. How do you know that he didn't kill your squad, and falsify the document?"
"You're speculating wildly."
"Maybe. But something about this doesn't feel right."
EC3 shook his head. "Strawberry fig chocolates! I don't like this situation."
Aaron shook his head. "Nothing's wrong."
"Famous last words."
Aaron growled. "I can't believe I'm listening to this! Merry Christmas, Acky. Here's your present." With that, he winked out, leaving a gift behind.
Acky walked toward it, cautiously. He opened it. Inside was a small computer. Acky brought up the monitor. His jaw dropped.
EC3 walked up. "What is it?"
"It's security footage of major Veggie outposts across the Megaverse! With this, we can more effectively assualt them! We'll know exactly where they all are, and what they're doing! And, we'll have specific details of the manpower and tech level of all our targets! And..." said Acky, as he read the last function, "We have audio. From the Grand Veggie Palace on Mulberry IV. We have their master strategies."
EC3's jaw worked up and down a few times. Finally, he stuttered, "Chocolate-coated raspberries..."
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