"The Senate would like to recognize the Fates from Beyond the Outer Rim to speak," the chair man, an alien with blue tinged skin and yellow horns coming from his head, said.
The words shook me as if I had been hit by a bolt of lightning. The Senate, a gathering of people and aliens from across the galaxy, would be listening to our voices, and what we had to say, not knowing that we were not speaking our true minds on the subject, rather the Dark Lord's opinion on what might better his position of power in the Senate. The thought was thrilling to me as I stood beside Tash.
We had decided among ourselves that we would allow Tash to do the speaking, and that Christine and I would just stand there and look as tough as we could. I stood straight, as did Christine, and we gave the air of a pair of guardians for our friend.
"We believe, beyond the powers of the Jedi and the reasoning of the highest political minds in the galaxy, that without the formation of an army to protect the innocent citizens of the Republic, many innocent lives will become lost in the fray of political battle that has over come the Senate," Tash began.
She was doing well, I thought, but I wasn't thinking about the way she was swaying the Senators from various star systems, but the fact that we were floating easily one hundred feet from the ground and Tash was having no problems with the heights. I would later find that, this phenomenon too, was work of the Sith.
"Senators," she continued, her voice carrying through the amphitheatre styled chamber. "I implore you to think this through. It is the fate of the Republic and the safety of the systems from which you hail that is resting in your hands," she went on, making a grand gesture to encompass the room of diplomats and senators. "The creation of an army for the Republic would increase the chances for peace, rather than create conflict. The Jedi, whom were the peace keepers of the past, can no longer keep up with the growing threats against the Republic.
"The actions that we take today will influence the lives of our children for years to come, and it is in your hands," another grand gesture. "I trust that you will not let us down, nor will you let down the Republic, nor the people for whom you represent. You are the chosen, and the power is in your hands.
"As one of the three Fates, I can see the problems that will arise if the Republic is allowed to crumble after it's millennia long reign. The anarchy that will ensue will cost the lives of hundreds, if not thousands, of systems worth of people.
"I am sure that when the time to vote is nigh, you will make the right decision for the Republic and for the people who have placed their hopes and faith in it."
I had to admit, though, when looking back on it, the speech was incredibly well delivered, the Emperor did a good job on it.
As the crowds ate up the bull shit that the Emperor had forced Tash to say, we were given our leave and the floaty thing we were standing on headed towards one of the exits. There would be no questions for us, not today, not any day. As it would seem, we were the undisputed law, and we were controlled by Palpatine.
We disembarked from the floating machine and headed back to our apartment.
"I wonder if they'll start the Clone Wars sooner now... I'm really afraid for Boba," I mentioned in passing as we walked the slow, meandering procession to our room.
"Of course you're only worried for him," Christine said with a knowing wink and a nudge in the ribs. It was no secret that I had a very large, and still strong, crush on the elder Fett, Jango, but I wasn't as worried, to be honest, for him. His death was his own mistake, to take on a Jedi like that, it wasn't smart. Boba, on the other hand, lost his only family member, the only person he ever knew of his own species; he had my sympathy and compassion.
