- Posted On: Jul 5 2008 4:30pm
“When your neighbor’s house in on fire, it is your business.”
~Quintus Horatius Flaccus
~Quintus Horatius Flaccus
Atlas Hall, Brandenburg, Genon
“This is dangerous; it puts the entire Confederation at risk...”
Another argument resonated throughout the paneled walls in the Council Chamber, and Lucerne found himself more at ease. When any group of people congregated and talked about an idea, there would be some disagreement, either expressed or not, whether about a major dogma or in the finer details about an otherwise accepted idea. But the fact that people were expressing disagreements reassured Corise that freedom of speech still existed within the Confederation.
Leaning on one of the room’s back marble pillars, newly promoted Admiral Lucerne gazed at the speaker, Councilor Vimtonne Dte of Genarius. In the room of well-dressed men and elegantly-clad woman, the hard-talking merchant from Tolque Bique was the last one Corise would talk to about foreign affairs, let alone agree with. But for once, the younger Lucerne felt a certain kinship with the balding man in bantha hide armor. Another voice rose up to counter Dte’s, one more erudite and refined: that of Gabon Dondall of King’s Galquek.
“We cannot continue on this journey completely alone...it is not a question of if the Empire will return, but of when. And if they do, and hostilely, who can we turn to if we need help? Let me remind you that the Coalition is serving as a buffer state to many of our constituents, so it is in our best interests for the Coalition to flourish; at least for the moment…”
“We have the issue of their Cooperative too,” reminded Thorn coolly, “you’ve all seen the holonews. Charros IV, right next to our Proper’s western border, joined the Coalition through the Cooperative. We will have to talk to them at the very least so that traffic from the Kasshyyk system and Serendivius can pass through to us without having to resort to alternate, and detouring spaceways.”
“Talking to the Cooperative about these practical matters is all fine and well in and of itself,” suggested Harding, “but we must remember that they are a part of the Coalition, and things between our two governments in the past have not been entirely smooth, even if they are cordial…”
In the shadows of the room, Corise nodded in agreement. While relations between the two nations had not been the best recently, it was more from a lack of trying on both sides than any issues or disagreements between the two since the secession. At one point, the Contegorian Confederation had been a part of the Coalition during the first government’s infancy. But things had changed, and consequently, the Confederation had expanded over fivefold since those days. And while the Confederation had grown up and evolved separately from the Coalition, its parentage still showed; the Empire was still a government to be suspicious about, if not disliked. Freedoms and rights were to be celebrated, cherished, and defended. People in need were to be helped out, whether a single beggar or a group of displaced refugees. Perhaps it was because the two governments shared so much in common simply from their ideologies, while differing, could be traced to that of the Old Republic. The rise of tyrants such as Palpatine and Hyfe and their star empires like the New Order and the Black Dragon Empire worried the two states, if nothing else joining them in their fears. They shared other, lesser problems too; from dealing with pirates to holding elections. No, despite their differences in structure, the Coalition and the Confederation were joined together in their embrace of a common set of ideals and the problems presented to them now, and in the future.
“Admiral Lucerne, could you please step up.” beckoned Pro-Consul Thorn.
The blonde-haired man quietly paced into the presence of the councilors, most of whom gazed at him with a mixture of respect and suspicion.
“It is my question, Admiral, since you’ve had some experience with the Coalition military, if working with the Coalition in the future could aid the Contegorian Defence Forces in their duties…”
Corise pursed his lips together. “There could be certain, otherwise unattainable advantages to working with the Coalition, such as shared intelligence and possibly, more troops and war material if we’re facing a common foe. But I somewhat reluctant to espouse the view of joining hands with the Coalition purely for those reasons; I have full confidence in my men and material as they currently stand that we could effectively deal with the vast bulk of threats which could likely encounter…”
“So you’re saying that a defence treaty between our two nations would not be a wise idea, Supreme Commander?” asked Dte curiously.
“I am saying that it should be carefully considered and constructed if one is to be made. From my experience and in my opinion, the greatest gains to be talking to the Coalition would be purely economical…”
La Galissonière-class Star Destroyer Marquis, Soroya
Clad in the brilliant whites of the Confederation’s elite White Fleet, the Marquis drifted among the trading stations around Soroya. Shuttles, freighters, and liners of all sort jetted by the star destroyer, embarking or disembarking from the wheel-shaped space stations. Most of the time, this traffic and in itself would occupy the Marquis; coordinating starships to avoid collisions, inspecting ships and their cargos to make sure everything was legal, and rarely, to beat off some criminal interlopers. And for most of the Marquis’ crew, it was a day like any other; save for that of the ship’s command crew.
“What will they look like?”
Captain Ante Dark shrugged and pulled out a glass from her cabin’s cupboard.
“I don’t know,” replied the woman, setting the glass down on the table, “I’ve just heard rumors from the passing merchants. Most seem to think that it will be some old Trade Federation battleship. And High Command has been oddly silent.”
Her XO shook his head. “I can’t see it being a battleship of that size. It just seems…ridiculous.”
Dark pulled out a bottle from the cupboard. “I don’t think it can be, or if it is, it’ll have to have a smaller shuttlecraft with it.”
“Well, the only orders I have from High Command is to receive the Coalition delegation on this ship when we receive a set of transponder codes from them. After which, we’ll be headed to the Kirkanian Star Chamber groundside.”
“Never heard of the Star Chamber.”
Ante flashed a smile. “But have you ever heard of anything from the Kirkanians?”
“No, they’re so isolationistic that it would be surprise to hear much about them at all.”
She nodded. “I think that’s part of it. Command wants to keep this quiet, at least for the moment.”