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| - Tarakus looked down at the fragment of whatever it was in his hand, pointing to something in her apartment on Coruscant. "What is it you left behind?" He said, to himself, as he continued staring at the orange object. He didn't notice Tu'verana standing in the doorway of his cabin. She knocked on the outer frame. The sudden noise made Tarakus jump a little. After recovering from the interrupted silence, he turned his head over to the source, watching Tu'verana retracting her hand from the door frame. "Uh, Dad, you haven't been acting like yourself lately. What's going on?" "I've had a lot on my mind lately, Tu'vy. Ya know, with the possibility that your mother might be dead, growing more each day, and with each clue. I just can't shake this feeling that something went awray with her mission, and she wound up getting killed." "Yeah, I know." Tu'verana said, as she walked over to her father, and wrapped her arms around him. - - - - - -Anjanik City, Curava Draco Minoris sat near the back of the briefing room, in a dark corner, where he wouldn't be seen so easily. He showed a lot of discomfort, as Moorshavin unveiled his plans to invade the neighboring galaxy. Clearly concerned for his own galaxy, Draco Minoris didn't speak, the whole time Moorshavin spoke. When the group of leaders broke up and left the room, Moorshavin remained, standing behind the podium, packing his flimsi charts and speech away. Draco Minoris slowly emerged from the corner of the room, completely enshrouded in darkness. "You know, this plan of yours, is pretty ambitious, Moorshavin. I just want to know, what do you have against our neighbors?" Moorshavin looked up as he packed his various papers into a box, noticing that Draco Minoris's outline glowed in the dim lighting. "Draco Minoris? I didn't know you were here." Moorshavin said, completely taken by surprise, by Draco Minoris's appearance. "You didn't answer my question. What do you have against our neighbors?" "You misinterpreted my plan, Draco Minoris. I plan on uniting our galaxies, under Sith rule, my friend." "That has been impossible to achieve, for the last nine billion years. Ever since the creation of this Universe, no Sith Duumverate has ever been successful. It's never happened. What you plan on doing, could put our galaxy in jeopardy. Did you think about that?" Moorshavin's expression fell, for a moment, as he looked down at the floor. He stayed like this for a few moments, before looking back at Draco Minoris. "I think it's for the best, Draco Minoris. The best interest of both galaxies." "It's suicide. You'd not only have the Ordinance and the Tristchanian Empire, but you'd also probably have factions within their galaxy gun after us. I'm not going to stand by your decision, this time. I think it's going too far! What you plan to do, could possibly destroy the livelihoods of everyone in both galaxies! I'm not willing to risk that, even though I am a Sith. I refuse to participate." "So what, you're switching sides on me?" "No! I'm remaining on the sidelines, this round. Sure, the TE will probably launch a counterforce against you, but I won't help them either. They despise me for embracing the Dark Side. They won't let me back into their society! They'll at least let me on planet, but they won't reintegrate me back into society for sure." Moorshavin put his hand on his chin, in a thoughtful pose. "So, in other words, you're going to be neutral in this affaire?" "Uh, yeah." "Well, I guess I'll carry on without you." Moorshavin said, putting the lid on the box. Draco Minoris gave Moorshavin one more nasty look, before leaving the room. - - - - - -Slokana, Tristchana Harlan looked down at his desk. Sitting on his desktop, was his datapad. He typed a few things into it, muttering under his breath as he did. A knock at the door, made the Dragon jump a little. He looked at who knocked. "What are you doing here, again?" He asked. "I come to you, with what Moorshavin plans to do, next." The guest, Draco Minoris said. "Really? How kind of you. What does he exactly plan to do?" "He's planning an invasion of our neighboring galaxy, using cloaking devices." Harlan's jaw dropped. "Really? Seriously? What does he hope to achieve?" "Sith unity." "Well, he's certainly delusional. If he thinks we're going to let him get away with it, he's got another thing coming to him." "That's what I said to him. I told him that he'd have more than a few enemies come after him, if he followed through with his plan." "Uh, like, both galaxies?!" "Right." "Why are you telling me this?" "I'm not participating in it. I think, at this point, he's gone too far." "Point well taken. Well, head back to your hideout before I have the guards shoot you."
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