63 Dha Werda Vustraa (2/2)
A small smile matching hers slowly appeared, contorting across his face. ”Thanks...” He whispered quietly before looking over the women who were his protectors. They were all 'born' today, they had distinguished personalities, and he assumed one day they'd all have their own names.
He just hoped they wouldn't all ask him to name them. The idea of having to name them, made him wish he had a name translator to pick random names from. He let out a barely audible sigh.
”I am your Emperor, Valad Katsure!” He'd bellow off the platform, with an uncontrolled volume. However none of them women seemed to even flinch below him. They all remained quite still, thoughtfully listening.
Slightly embarrassed by the lack of control he had over his voice, he spoke in a loud tone instead of trying to actually yell. ”I have summoned you here today to assimilate members of the Dha Werda Vu'traat into the crew of the Imperious.”
His voice had been carried across the hangar, and as he finished talking, all of their boots in a single moment clashed the sides of their soles together. The sound echoed into the corridors of the central section of the massive vessel.
”You will be the elite! You will be the peak of what this Empire has to offer.” He exclaimed with his mouth partially opened, breathing slowly and comfortably. ”As of today, the roster of the Imperious has been updated. Your duties and responsibilities will be similar to the ones you know on board the ships you were once assigned to, they will be posted within your personal terminals located within your assigned barracks.” He informed each and everyone one of them. It was easier to do this, even though he could have done it over the loudspeaker. He wanted to see the clones.
He wanted all of his main followers to see the clones.
Master Fay didn't seem to have any form of dislike for the idea, she didn't sense that they'd be used as slaves. Though they were engineered to be warriors, pilots and other roles. It seemed that they would be free in a limited capacity.
Her face remained indifferent, her eyes mainly focused on the self-proclaimed Emperor. Much like the girls which were following him, she was curious of what this man would be like.
She could only assume he was merciful, as he offered surrender only for it to be denied. He allowed other people to fight for their freedoms rather than using excessive force to get his way. And it seemed he treated the other girls within the group rather fondly, he wasn't passively violent.
Though at the time when his sister appeared, she had felt his hatred and rage. Yet, after she had been taken away, it was like it dissipated into thin air. After she was encased in carbonite, very much alive and healed, he seemed joyous?
Usually Revenge only leads to Hate, and Hate only lead to the darkside. Yet, what he had gotten seemed to be closure above anything else. Just what did that girl do to him?
Ahsoka remained standing beside him the entire time, being the only one out of the entire group on the platform to usher him into making words. Even as he dismissed them with a diagonal two finger salute, she didn't budge.
Fay's gaze fell upon the small girl, a vision flashed before her eyes. One which seemed to be rather confusing to her. Ahsoka was standing beside a warm white throne with the others who were present in real life, but on the throne was an adult Valad.
As she looked away from Ahsoka the vision faded and she blinked a few times. The vision was gone, just like that. Her gaze then moved towards Vaylin who was nibbling on what looked like a piece of jerky which was resequenced from protein and nutrient rations.
The one thing she noticed however, Vaylin was watching Ahsoka. It seemed both Riané and Vaylin had been telepathically fighting over who should move up to support him. Yet it seemed the four year old did it herself.
Riané was just watching the small Togruta with a curious glint in her eye. She then glanced over towards the Aku Clan and looked over their expressions. They seemed all taken in by the human clones. Well, who wouldn't be? They all looked similar and they were dressed in identical uniforms.
Once all of the clones had dispersed from the Hangar, Valad collapsed to his knees. This was even harder than talking to the Jedi High Council in person.
However he quickly regained composure as he felt Ahsoka's small fist from her free hand making contact with his adjacent cheek. His eyes glanced over towards her with a brow arched inquistingly.
”You got this, kid!” Ahsoka sneered, a smug look on her face.
”Who you calling kid?” Valad creased the brow downward and snickered, ”You're what, two?”
Ahsoka gasped as she heard his teasing tone, almost giving him another squishy punch to the cheek. ”Four!” She shouted with a giggle snort, before letting go of his hand and waving at him as she walked back over to the other clan members.
All of them seemed to be excited, mainly for her, as she had been holding this self-proclaimed Emperor's hand. They really didn't feel all that jealous, they got to stand up here with him, unlike the other clans of initiates.
Shaking his head slightly, he shifted his legs into a lax seated position, letting them out off the side of the platform as he did so. His mind was fixated on the reward for pacifying the Rakata on Makatak and gaining control of the planet.
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[ Structural Pack I ] This pack consists of: Grand Vizier Voucher, Imperial Advisory Council Voucher, Supreme Court Justice Voucher,Imperial Senate Building Voucher, Imperial Intelligence Building Voucher, Sect Headquarters Creation Voucher.
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The items in the first pack which he had been given was rather nice, though not as numerous as the other two packages which had been awarded to him prior. Either way, these would be put to good use considering it would take time to build them without. And if he could handpick his 'Grand Vizier' without sifting through endless records of people, he liked that. Plus, he bet he could tailor each of these to his needs.