ME: Alright, here's Prosecutors Nightmare folks. I do not own Halo or the Clone Wars. If I did the military dialogue would be overly realistic. I only own the storyline, and even this is based off the Prosecutor section of Republic Commando and the short story Mona Lisa. Apologies for inaccuracies as I've only read True Colors and even then it's been awhile. That said and done, storytime!
ETAIN:
The young Jedi Knight sighed as she approached General Arligan Zeys office. The war was at an all-time low with many lives lost and nothing gained.
Etain opened the door and found Zey at his desk, beard and all. The only other person in the room was a young Devaronian girl that looked to be in her early teens and was dressed in purple robes that matched her eyes and had short black hair.
Focusing her attention on the muscular Jedi Master, she calmly looked him in the eye with her own light green ones. "General Zey sir."
The aging man nodded. "At ease General Tur-Mukan," he replied. He then gestured towards the Devaronian girl."I'd like you to meet Commander Sanya Jeisel, your new Padawan."
She blinked. "I was assigned a Padawan sir?"
Zey nodded. "Council said your personality and background suited Padawan Jeisel."
"Alright," she said quietly. She turned to Sanya.
"Master Tur-Mukan," the teenager addressed her as she bowed. Etain shook her head,
"Sanya, it's just Etain okay? I'm not a Jedi Master, hardly even a Knight really."
Sanyas head came back up and her eyes widened. "But M-I mean Etain, you survived alone on Qiilura for about three months. And yes I read your file."
Zey chuckled, something that wasn't a habit of his. "You two can get to know each other right now, but watch your chronos; I'm holding a briefing here in ten minutes."
"Understood," Etain said. "Anything to tell me about yourself Sanya?"
The girl obliged. "I'm formerly AgriCorps."
"Interesting," Etain said. "Heard they shut down the Service Corps-or at least gave it the short end of the stick."
"Yep. They're trying to get the younger ones like me fit for military duty. Can't believe it but losses are high-it's bad."
They went on back and forth until Zey tapped his desk. "Bonding time's over-others will be here soon, so get ready."
ORDO:
Walking alongside Kal'buir didn't help reduce his paranoia. Ordo Skirata-numbers were for kriffing droids-was like all five of his brothers easily capable of looking death in the eye even alone and living to talk about it a minute later.
Still he felt as though whatever mission Zey would assign them would be unlike any other. And a part of him felt fear-not the fear when the Kaminoans tried to kill him and the other Nulls before he had even lived for two years.
Entering Zeys office with Kal'buir as well as the rest of the participants-another Cuy'val Dar Sergeant and chakaar named Walon Vau, Delta and Omega Squads and Jedi General Bardan Jusik-he found the Jedi at his desk as well as General Etain Tur-Mukan and a Devaronian girl that could've been 13 standing up.
"Gentlemen," said Zey, "thank you for your timely arrival. Before I begin the briefing I'd like to introduce Commander Sanya Jeisel." So that was who the kid was. "She's General Tur-Mukans Padawan and this is her first assignment with the Special Operations Brigade."
"Can we get to the mission now sir?" Disrespectful but for those who claimed to be freedom fighters were unrepentant for accepting a breeded slave army.
"Gladly Captain." Zey then got up, tapped a holoprojector and then displayed a Acclamator-class assault ship. "This is the Prosecutor, commanded by a Captain Martz. Aboard the ship was a battalion of clone troopers lead by Commander Ganch, assigned to Jedi General Bolla Ropal and his Padawan Commander Tyzen Xebec. About a week ago they arrived in the Tatoo system in the Outer Rim Arkanis sector. The Prosecutors last report indicated the ship was responding to a distress call, but since then we have had no further communications."
"Very well sir," Bardan spoke up. "What are our orders?"
"Get to the Tatoo system and investigate. Don't give me that look-Ropal's valuable for classified reasons and these orders come from the Supreme Chancellor himself."
"What makes a Acclamator just go dark General?" Ordo asked.
"I don't know soldier. Look, I'll arrange transport-you all just get ready to leave within an hour. Dismissed!"
ME: Uh oh. Something's up...
