[Day 1 - EE] The Malgus Identity (Low Ziost Orbit)

[Lord Bellious]

Lord Bellious had participated in the meeting from the beginning, just retained silence and immobility throughout, listening. She agreed with some of Malgus' points, but loud commitments was something she would not throw at every situation of heightened purpose.

[Dapper Dog]

The twi’lek at his side whispered something to Malgus and he said, “I am needed elsewhere, you have my commands. Find this Eagle.”

He departed the twi’lek following him.

The ship commander remained and he said, “If there are any questions, Darth Malgus has given me leave to answer them.”

[Xyll Vanth]

Xyll watched the imposing man and his slave go, then returned her gaze to those gathered, before lingering on the commander. "I am certain you have compiled files with whatever information your operation has gathered on this threat. Send it to those gathered here so that we might work more efficiently."

[Dapper Dog]

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He replied to the Sith, “I assure you my Lord, you will have everything that Darth Malgus has pledged and more. My men will be available if you need to coordinate any actions at all hours and our forces stand ready to respond to any large scale incursion if such a need arises.”

[Xyll Vanth]

"Very good," she said, looking around the rest of those gathered. Perhaps some of them had further questions or comments. As for Xyll, she had everything she needed.

[Jaheem Abasi]

As Malgus left Jaheem also turn and moved to walk out of the room. He gave a nod to Bellious as he did. His boots made sharp sounds as he exited the room and went about the rest of his evening.

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[Lord Jo'ren Rath]

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He replied to the Sith, “I assure you my Lord, you will have everything that Darth Malgus has pledged and more. My men will be available if you need to coordinate any actions at all hours and our forces stand ready to respond to any large scale incursion if such a need arises.”

Lord Rath looked the puny human up and down, wondering if the face had appeared in the database they had recovered. "Fine. Send the data to Lt. Hin here. If there's nothing else? Times a wastin'."

Jo'ren waited a few moments for any response before nodding to those assembled and taking his leave.

[Dapper Dog]

“Of course my Lord, it shall be done,” he said calmly.

In fact his face is not on that list.

[Kristal Serasai]

"You may address my ship upon request of my assistance, beyond that we appear to be finished here," Kristal added by way of similar exit to that of Jo'ren.

[Lord Bellious]

The Lieutenant was surprised to have been sent a notice to the cruiser. Of course he had made sure that he had let the Good Colonel know. Fully armored, his listened intently, standing at attention as the 'briefing' commenced.

Stopping terrorists and threats to the Empire always rated highly with him.

Lord Bellious could recognise a Mandalorian easily. She drew his attention by staring.

[Lt. Tyber Rook]

The Lieutenant was surprised to have been sent a notice to the cruiser. Of course he had made sure that he had let the Good Colonel know. Fully armored, his listened intently, standing at attention as the 'briefing' commenced.

Stopping terrorists and threats to the Empire always rated highly with him.

Lord Bellious could recognise a Mandalorian easily. She drew his attention by staring.

One's armor was as identifying as one's own face. Color. Pattern. Even the way the beskar sat on the armor itself.

Seeing the Fett style staring at him, he made his way to the armored woman.

"Suc cuy'gar, sister. Interesting times, no?"

[Tyr]

Tyr watched silently as the others began to depart, crossing his arms in front of his large chest. Mentally, he was cataloging everyone who had attended, filing away what he could glean about them from their words and demeanour.

[Sylvain Torsin]

As Tyr caught Sylvain in his gaze the nobleman nodded politely to the creature.

[Tyr]

“Lord Mordax,” Tyr acknowledged, voice gravelly, “an honour to meet you.” The shistavanen recognised Sylvain as an ally to Malgus, which earned him significant respect in Tyr’s opinion.

[Sylvain Torsin]

"Sith Tyr, a pleasure to meet you. I had heard of you from Malgus' daughter, Lord Haydriss. An apprentice of some value by all accounts."

He nodded graciously, "You do your master credit by your willingness to protect the Empire."

[Tyr]

“My master’s enemies are my own, and it is my honour to defend and serve the Empire,” he certainly sounded like he meant it. “I am glad you came, glad to see some people taking the matter seriously.”

[Sylvain Torsin]

"Being here alone is not proof that one takes the Empire's safety seriously. Most I'd think are here to see what they can get out of it for themselves. Some just here to take advantage of Malgus' invitation to try and pass themselves off as helpful. Or perhaps even use knowledge of his plans to help the enemy. Be sure to remain ever diligent, Sith in the capital love nothing more than engaging in foolish games of self-delusion." He said with a nod.

[Tyr]

Nodding solemnly, “I have no doubt that Lord Malgus has designs in place to make their self-interest work for the Empire. Sometimes you want a carrot, not a stick.” He let his crossed arms fall to his sides and asked, gracelessly, “of those who came, have any earnt your respect?”

[Sylvain Torsin]

He nodded at the first comment and then replied, "They all deserve some measure of respect. Just as one must respect a man holding a thermal detonator in a shared, confined space." He replied.

"The only one I can truly vouch for is the Steel Valkyrie. I know the others. Some in person and some by reputation. But as far as one who assuredly means to do what she says... There is no one else like that in this room. Perhaps Lord Rath comes close... but he is far more free-spirited than Lord Serasai."

[Lord Bellious]

One's armor was as identifying as one's own face. Color. Pattern. Even the way the beskar sat on the armor itself.

Seeing the Fett style staring at him, he made his way to the armored woman.

"Suc cuy'gar, sister. Interesting times, no?"

"Su'cuy, ner vod. On a job cut out for you?" She glanced toward where Malgus had left.