Chairmans Office

[Imotep]

imotep's ship landed on the planet, and imotep headed straight for the chairmans office. the IGBC secretary snapped to attention as imotep, the vice chairman, walked throught the lobby. he continued into the elevator, as he road up, he was thinking about what he was going to tell the chairman.
the elevator door opened, and imotep waled acroos the lobby towards vavnes office. he burst throught the door.

[Imotep]

just as imotep bound through Vavnes office door, he felt Vavne contact him. He understood vavne, and tires to send a message back saying he understood.

[Imotep]

after a while in the office, the rancor, which imotep had forgotten by now, walked through the door.

[Imotep]

for some odd reason, imoteps rancor was very placid, and seemed to want to be domesticated. imotep had no used an force powers on the rancor since leaving tatooine, yet the rancor had not become wild again.

imotep was sitting in vavne's office, thinking about might be, and meditating. finally, he jumped up, and went to a holoprojector in the corner of the room. he pressed a few buttons, and a holocron of a man popped up. imotep looked at the projector intently, and said "prepare all available ships. i want as many droid as possible to be on the moon of nar shadda." "but sir," the man replied, but only to be cut off by imotep, " i want ALL available ships to be ready to travel to nar shadda. call your deputy," imotep said. the man looked off screen, and said something, then a younger man entered the hologram. imoteptold him the same thing, "prepare all available ships for departure to nar shadda. General Shak Ze is in the system, and i cannot get him to respond. do you have that?" imotep asked. "yes sir" the younger officer said. imotep looked back at the first officer, "you have underminded me for the last time." the older office quickly grasped his throat with his hands, as though he were choking, and after a few seconds he fell to the floor dead. imotep looked back to the other officer, "you are now admiral of homeworld security, now prepare the fleet," and with that imotep ended the transmission.

imotep walked back over to vavne's desk, where he sat down, and began to meditate.

[Imotep]

imotep awoke from the trance of his meditation, and thought to himself, " i need to consolidate power here. i will run for senate, and incrase my cloat on this planet."
imotep stood, and walked back to the holoprojector, and he turned it on, and began talking, "cancel that order admiral, send a droid control ship to the system, and three frigates to assist Gen. Shak Ze."

"yes sir the admiral," the admiral said as he walked off the holoprojectors screen.

imotep turned off the prjector, and walked back over to the chair to sit, and he began meditating again.

[Vavne]

*Vavne had just gotten back from his small mission and heard that he had not faired well in the election for the senate. He nodded slightly as the two guards in front of the IGBC headquarters bowed slightly to him. The loss of the senate election was only a small problem. One which didnt bother him much. He would just have to change his plans a bit. As he took the lift to his office, he started to think of what to do next. He had already began the first steps of the New Separatist movement that he had been thinking of. Imotep had been doing well also to help the plans go ahead. Small steps were out of the picture now. Atleast, for the moment they were. Big steps had to be planned and they were already starting to pop up in Vavne's head. As he entered his office, he stopped slowly and smiled at the new plan he was formulating.*

Imotep, come to my office. We have to plan something new now...

[Imotep]

imotep walked into the office, and began ranting to vavne, "how can these people spit in my face like this, don't they know who i am, don't they know." imotep walked up to vavnes desk, an plopped down in a seat, then he began throwing a small metal ball back and forth across the desk using the force. snapping out of his rant, imotep looked up and said, "welcome back vavne."

[Vavne]

*Vavne looked up from his desk a little, waiting for Imotep to come in. He could already feel his anger and when he walked into the office, it was quite evident. Vavne listened slowly and waited for Imotep to finish and let his anger out. When Imotep finished throwing the metal ball and calmed himself a little, Vavne smiled a little and leaned back in his chair*

Imotep, you truly must be calm now. Right now, we must have a calm mind if we are to take care of all of this. Anger gives us power yet it clouds our mind. You will learn to control your emotions and use them when you can and shut them down when its not necessary. That is the way of which I have learned.

*he took a small breath. He was a bit mad also, yet, he knew it wasnt good to cloud his mind with all of that. In due time, the fools would learn their costly mistake. Now was a time to plan*

Now, Imotep, tell me, do you know of all the people who have won? And also, which planets do they represent? Since we dont have a chance with those planets right now, I say we place our attention on the planets which are not represented. I know I can most likely get support from some of the clans on Dathomir. No one represented that planet nor would anyone like that planet to be represented. We must start to gather planets for our cause. I think Telos may be another good planet to gather for our movement. We must start slow. Then, once we have enough on our side, the Jedi and the Sith will become the real enemies and our kind will soon thrive.

[Imotep]

"indeed, i do know of most who won their elections, and you are right, they most likely will not sway to our cause." imotep paused am moment, "dorvella, would be a very useful planet to have control of. the vast supply of loamite will cut our production cost of our fighters and droids." imotep bowed a bit to vavne, " i am truely sorry for my anger."

[Vavne]

Worry not about it, Imotep. Anger is a powerful weapon. It just isnt needed right now.

*he thought for a bit and then looked back at Imotep*

Alright, I do believe Dorvella would be quite useful. I say that you persuade some of the high officials of Dorvella, if any, to join our cause. I am sure you will find some great ways to....persuade them.

*he smiled a bit*

I will try to talk to the new senator here. He must learn that he isnt the most powerful figure here. He must also learn that the IGBC is in charge and above all, that you and I are in charge now. Then, we will have to continue to travel to different planets. I must also tell you of why I was gone and what I have found on my travels.

[Imotep]

"yes, i believe that our new senator will become a useful ally for our cause, although, you may have to pursue aggressive negotiations."

imotep leaned back in his chair, and chuckled a bit. "if you want, i can prepare Admiral Flavell to travel to dorvella, i am sure he will be most appriciative, he is very much wanting to try out his new ship."

[Imotep]

"vavne, i was also thinking, we have been training muun guards and building droids, but what if we not only have droids and muun guards, but what if we seek out force sensitive beings to lead our armies. you know how well a trained jedi can lead an army, and the morale boost jedi leaders can create."

[Vavne]

*Vavne nodded and smiled*

Yes, aggressive negotiations are always good. And, if you believe Admiral Flavell will get the job done, then by all means, I say go right ahead and send him to Dorvella.

*He pushed a button on his desk and a hologram of a his assisstant popped up.*

Bring us some jawa juice.

*the hologram bowed and faded away. Vavne turned back to Imotep and noddeed as he suggested recruiting force sensitive people. Perhaps, even an army of them...*

That is a top notch idea, Imotep. If we can get more force sensitives, if we can teach them our ways, then we would have an army far more powerful than the Jedi or Sith. Even the Senate would have to bow to us. We must begin a search as soon as possible. By the way, how is our army doing as of now?

[Imotep]

"we have 2 droid control ships, with a full complement of droids, one of which is on the muunilist defense fleet. 10 hardcell transports fully loaded with troops, and 4 accumulator class II capital ships, 10 BC frigates, 1200 hailfire tanks,16 million battle droids,100,000 droideka, 10,000: muunilist guards, and 3 Lucrehulk-class battleships, one of which i commissioned to the muunilist defense fleet."
imotep leaned in towards vavne, " i have commissioned the baktoids to design a new droid. when they perfect the design, we will have 12,000 of them. they are more intellagent than normal droids, and capable of leading small groups of droids into battle."

[Imotep]

imotep looked at vavne, excuse me for a moment, imotep stood and walked out of the office, and using a comlink sent a message "Admiral Flavell, I am imotep, Vice President of the IGBC. i have a mission for you, and your new ship, and i hope it is up to your standards. anywho, the mission is to travel darvella, and contact the leaders of the planet. then, ask them on behalf of the IGBC to accept a delegation from the IGBC. then transmit me a message with their response. i will give you orders from there." imotep closed the comlink message, and walked back into the office, and took a seat back across from vavne. "so, what do rancors eat?" he asked vavne.