Review
Geeknasty
You'll see asari and clones troopers in this story.
I have the same ideas as you. Black Sun isn't so much of an issue right now as Darth Maul threw the organisation into chaos before the blockade of Naboo, but it should be recovering.
As for the Katana fleet, that might actually be hard to find as I'm not sure when Talon Karrde found it, but with the sheer amount of probes Gothic can send out it's just a matter of time.
Yeah the Republic can't really do much since it has no military. The Jedi might be an issue, however they are sworn to serve the Republic so as long as Jumper Gothic remains friendly with the Republic they won't do anything other than keep an eye on him.
Lo234
Yes I can.
Carthienes
I like the city name, and I'll remember that about the Sand People.
davycrockett100
Thank you.
RoyalTwinFangs
You're wrong about that. There will be conflict. The Sith aren't the only bad guys out there.
Guest
I made a couple of small changes as you pointed out a few tiny flaws.
mastert3318
I'm glad you like my stories, as for the other thing well I don't know what Gundam is, so no I won't be writing a story for that setting.
streifer
Yeah HK-47 was awesome.
Jump Chain Gothic 6 - The Phantom Menace
Part 5
Council Chamber. Jedi Temple.
"The council is ready for you now" said the Padawan.
Obi-Wan Kenobi stood up from the bench that he'd been sitting on for the last half an hour and smiled at the young female Jedi who seemed to having trouble meeting his eyes. Obi-Wan's victory over the unidentified Sith Lord during the crisis on Naboo had given him some measure of fame among the Jedi, and while he didn't care for such things, he couldn't help feeling a little amused about how it affected the apprentices and padawans. This amusement was tempered by both his Jedi training and the recent the death of his master, but he still couldn't help smiling.
That smile went away as the newly minted Jedi Knight entered the council chambers. There was a serious mood filling the room.
"You summoned me, Masters" said Obi-Wan.
Kenobi hoped that the council had a mission for him. The young Jedi Knight couldn't help feeling that there was something he should be doing. He didn't know what this something was, and he felt as if someone was missing, but that could be explained by the tragic death of his master.
"A mission we have for you" Master Yoda informed.
The Jedi Knight was able to hide how pleased he felt upon hearing this news. He'd not enjoyed staying here at the temple with nothing to do. At first having time to mediate had helped to come to terms with losing his mentor and friend, had been good, but now he really needed something to do.
"Republic Intelligence has received news of something that concerns the council" Mace Windu told Obi-Wan as a hologram appeared "These are images of a city that has recently been seen on Tatooine".
Right away the Jedi Knight knew why this was strange.
"Tatooine is sparsely populated" said Obi-Wan "There are no cities on that world".
This was a mystery.
"Yet a city there is" Yoda stated.
Another Jedi Master spoke.
"There has been a change in the Force" Plo Koon let Obi-Wan know "It is becoming easier for us to see the future, but what we see is harder to understand. We suspect that the sudden appearance of this city is somehow connected to the changes with the Force".
Kenobi's senses weren't so attuned so he had to take the masters on their word.
"Given that you met the Outsiders, the visitors to this galaxy, in orbit of Tatooine, it seems likely that they are connected to the sudden appearance of this city" Mace Windu was now saying "But we shouldn't rush to any conclusions. We need more information".
Obi-Wan had a feeling that he'd be the one to go find this information.
"Go to this city you will, learn about it you must" instructed Yoda "A representative of the Council will you be".
Obi-Wan was pleased to have this mission, however something did concern him.
"If the Council is so concerned then why not send a Master?" the Jedi Knight wondered
Obi-Wan wasn't too proud to admit that he might not be experienced enough to handle the task he had been given.
"With the sudden disappearance of Chancellor Palpatine and a new Supreme Chancellor already having been elected the political situation here on Courscant is unstable" said Master Windu "We feel that the Masters are required here. We may be needed".
Obi-Wan now felt glad that he was leaving. He'd never been found of politics or the politicians that Jedi were sometimes forced to interact with.
"Careful you must be" Yoda warned "Outside of the Republic, Tatooine is, no jurisdiction we have".
Having once nearly visited that world Obi-Wan did know a little about that world, and the Hutts who ruled that planet. He would indeed be careful.
"I'll leave at once" the Jedi Knight said, while giving the masters a short bow "And I will report to you as soon as I investigated this city".
With that Kenobi left the council chambers so that he could begin preparations for his journey.
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Lantea. Tatooine.
As I waited for Morgana to start getting dressed I checked myself out in the mirror. I'd made myself some new armour as I was sensing some sort of danger in the future. While the situation had improved the Force was still somewhat out of balance, as such sensing future events wasn't easy, so my sense of danger was annoyingly vague.
It didn't help that I was no master of the Force, even with the memories of my training I still had much to learn. That was why I'd invested a fair amount of CP in a large collection of holocrons. But it would be better if I had a real life Jedi Master to learn from. I didn't agree with their ideas, but a Jedi Master could have generations of wisdom to impart.
My new armour was an interesting mix. I wore chainmail which covered my arms and torso, but it was not made of steel, rather the material was a tritium/titanium mix, an alloy many times more durable than steel while not limiting movement as it was not at all heavy or needlessly bulky. The chainmail was a dull silvery colour that I thought looked good on me.
My top which I wore under the chainmail was made from lightweight energy absorbing materials as tough as kevlar while somehow being as breathable and comfortable as cotton. My trousers were made from thicker layers of that same material, and looked like normal clothing.
As for my boots, while they looked heavy and cumbersome, they were in fact easy to move around in, and like the rest of my clothing these items offered a fantastic amount of protection. I could be shot with in the foot with an energy weapon and barely feel it.
Also knives and other stabbing weapons would require a great deal of force in order to do any damage. Even kinetic attacks weren't that effective as I was protected by kinetic barriers, making bullets and other projectiles less effective.
As well as that my clothing would spread the energy of any impact over a large area, so even if I was hit with a blunt melee weapon I was far more likely to end up with a large bruise than I was a broken bone or a squashed internal organ.
On top of all of that I wore a greatcoat rather than say a cloak, which I had sometimes worn as knight, as cloaks could get caught in things and I just didn't think they really suited my look. The coat was black and while it could be buttoned up I didn't bother doing so as I didn't much feel the cold, not when I had a life support belt on to help me say warm.
Of course the coat was also made of thick layers of energy absorbing material that also happened to be as good as kevlar, of not better. Only this layer of defence offered more protection that the clothing closer to my skin. Even something like a virboblade would have trouble drawing my blood.
The outfit was an odd mixture, made all the stranger by the lightsaber dangling from my belt, and that I was carrying a traveller particle mangum. I didn't really need an energy weapon, not when I could snap necks with mere thoughts, but there were ways to disable the powers of near-ascended humans, and lightsabers had a limited range. Sure you could throw them, but I'd not as yet mastered that form of attack.
I was even carrying an Ancient style force field generator, otherwise known as a Personal shield emitter, one of which was worn by Rodney Mckay very early in season one of Stargate Atlantis. It was a palm-sized device which projected a protective forcefield over the wearer, shielding them from virtually any kind of direct harm.
The shield emitter had to be initialized by the Ancient Technology Activation gene in order to be used. Once active, it need only be placed anywhere on the body in order to engage the forcefield. While active, the forcefield will diffuse all forms of energy, including kinetic energy from bullets. It also possesses a built-in inertial dampener which will protect the wearer if they fall from a great height.
The device had an internal power cell which would eventually deplete under strain, and it was not rechargeable. However the power cell could be replaced, and I had spares just in case something did happen to deplete the personal shield of energy.
Due to its innate purpose of deflecting solid and liquid objects, the shield prevented the user from eating or drinking while the device was active so if the user was not mentally skilled enough to switch the device off then there was a small chance that someone could die of thirst while wearing it.
Although it was speculated that should the person wearing the shield fully realise this that the device would switch off. However I had no desire to let anyone test this, and I had perfect control over the technology thanks to my advanced mind.
Thankfully the shield does allow the user to continue breathing regardless of its operational state, but only so long as there's no direct obstruction. Because the shield is skin-tight, the user cannot breathe if their air supply is cut off, such as by drowning; the shield would block the water, but no air would be able to get in.
Which meant that I shouldn't go swimming in boiling acid or lava while wearing the shield because while I wouldn't be horribly burnt or melted I would suffocate instead.
The shield responded to mental commands, and thus required mental discipline to use correctly, which was no issue for me. It could only be activated or deactivated by a mental command, and even the user cannot reach the emitter to disconnect it manually.
Without proper mental focus, the user's subconscious desires might override their conscious desires, resulting in unwanted behavior from the device. When Rodney McKay first tested a shield device, he could not remove it due to his subconscious fear of danger, which the shield interpreted as a desire for it to remain active. It only deactivated when Dr. Elizabeth Weir presented a scenario in which its continued presence would put Rodney in danger.
Since it required a lot of energy to keep a person protected I only activated the device if I perceived some sort of danger, as such it wasn't on right now.
"Is something bothering you?" Morgana asked.
Currently she was behind one of those old fashioned screens that women used in times past to allow them to change with some privacy while still being able to talk to anyone else who happened to be in the room. Also clothes could be place on the top of the screen which them easy to get to for the woman who was changing.
Of course I'd seen Morgana buck naked plenty of times and if I moved so that I could watch her change she wouldn't care, but she still used the screen out of habit if nothing else.
Part of her medieval lady mindset was why we didn't share a room despite being married, which actually worked well for me as I was often busy and when Morgana was in the mood she could just invite me to her chambers to spend the night rather than have me worry about if she was in the mood or not. Sure this wasn't much of an issue given that I had many female companions, and Cameron, but it worked for us.
Besides it would be super awkward if Morgana came to bed late one night and found me fucking another woman, or possibly several females. By having separate rooms she didn't have to worry about sharing me with anyone else when I accept her invitation.
"I sense a threat" I replied "But it's vague. I just get this feeling of a threat, and that I should be careful".
Since Morgana was a Seer I was seeking her advice about sensing the future. We'd been due to met for breakfast, but I hadn't been able to wait.
"Was it a dream?" she asked "Or is it just a feeling?".
Both Morgana and I used magical items called adder stones to block out nightmares, as well as other negative influences. Because of the small magical items neither of us would have unpleasant dreams, not unless they were very powerful dreams. The most powerful of visions were too strong for the Druidic magic to hold back.
"It's just a feeling" I answered.
While everyone sometimes got bad feelings that they couldn't define this was different. I felt as if I was somehow being warned.
"You know what I'm going to tell you" Morgana said as she came out behind the screen to show the dress she was wearing "You need to trust yourself more".
My self doubts were my biggest weakness, I'd never been able to fully banish that little voice that tells me that I would fail at things I tried. Most of the time I simply ignored it, only today it seemed to be louder than normal. She was also right about how I'd already know what she would have told me if I'd needed to hear it.
"I need to take precautions, and be alert, but not to let fear control me" I said.
Morgana took my hand.
"Exactly" she agreed "Now let's go get some breakfast".
Now that sounded like a good idea. I needed to discuss a few other things, including her helping the slaves, and if her magic was working okay. Mine was, but my powers were Jump Chain backed. She'd not mentioned losing her powers, so I assumed that magic was a thing in this universe, but it wouldn't hurt to check.
I'd meant to give all my companions the Mystical gene that I'd discovered during the Merlin Jump, I just hadn't gotten around to it yet. I'd have to make the time.
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Mos Espa. Tatooine.
So far things were going well for me. I'd marched into this town, if it could be called that, with an army of security bots, and once everyone was gathered I'd explained that I had killed the Hutts, and that I'd taken control of the planet.
I also informed people that I was bringing an end to slavery, as well smuggling and piracy, along with any other criminal activity. Anyone who didn't like this could leave, those that didn't want to leave would have to fall in line or be dealt with.
Sure this wasn't fair, but I didn't much care. Slavery was wrong, and this planet needed to change. I would, with the help of my companions, turn this world into as much of a paradise as possible. I would eliminate poverty, crime and other social injustices as best I could.
Right now my droids, which were all under Cortana's direct control, were escorting the slaves to Puddle Jumpers I had parked just outside the settlement. Once their bombs were removed, those that had them, the former slaves would be taken to my city,
While there they would get medical treatment from the EMH, and be given rooms in the city. Later when they were settled I'd offer those with the right skills some sort of work, while those who lacked any talents I could make use of would be offered a proper education, once I'd hired some teachers.
Those that wanted to leave would be given the chance when I could find the time to give them a lift to another planet. Where they went from there and what they did would be up to them. Freedom was about making choices, and to make the wrong choices.
Later on I would free more slaves, one way or another, but that had to wait until everything was set up, the slaves I'd free today were test subjects in a sense, how they reacted to living in my city, how they settled in or didn't, would clue me in to what I needed to do in order to give my city, which I'd named Lantea, a proper and productive population.
Everything here seemed to be going well, and then without much warning things stopped going so well. The Force had warned me of some form of danger, but for some reason the warning had been rather vague. Still I had prepared as best I could, so despite suddenly getting cut off orbital support and the city due to jamming my robotic forces weren't disabled. Plus they couldn't panic as they lacked the ability to feel fear and confusion.
This meant that when the bounty hunters, the Hutts must have sent them, attacked the bots, which were all puppets for Cortana, knew what to do. They protected the freed slaves as best they could. The Puddle Jumpers, which were under the control of some of my companions took off and cloaked in order to the protect the people we'd come here to liberate.
Sure this meant that there were a few slaves left behind, but I knew that when you tried to protect everyone you also risked everyone. I would rather save some than fail all, and I could use this attack to rally those affected by it against the Hutts. Those horrid creatures had to be behind this attack as the creatures now shooting up the place were bounty hunters.
Bounty hunters were individuals who could be hired to capture or kill a designated target. The target would have a price or bounty on their heads that would be collected by the bounty hunter upon successful capture or proof of death. Bounty hunters would sometimes team together as part of a larger mission, or to handle dangerous targets like they were right now.
Also it was important to remember that they didn't work for free, they killed or captured people for credits. As far as I knew the only group of people with both a reason to target me and enough credits to hire this many bounty hunters were the Hutts, and perhaps the Trade Federation.
However I didn't think that the Trade Federation were behind this. Mostly because they had a droid army they could use, and that would be much cheaper than using bounty hunters, and while using bounty hunters might allow them to deny responsibility for this attack, I still felt certain that the Hutts were behind this.
What confirmed this for me was that the bounty hunters were backed up grey skinned Weequay. The Weequay were a race of humanoid aliens, native to the planet Sriluur, they were characterized by their weathered skin and the topknot of hair that sprouted from their heads. As a people, the Weequay could be dangerously violent by nature, and often found employment as soldiers, guards and mercenaries for the Hutts.
Also I saw many of the pig like Gamorreans, who were often employed in this part of the galaxy as thugs for hire. They were a primitive species, not really ready for a place in the galaxy, which was proven by their crude language, weapons and clothing.
The savagery of the Weequay and the pig aliens was apparent to me as they weren't just fighting my bots, they were attacking the civilians as well. I saw a grey skinned alien who was firing at random it seemed. Which wasn't just stupidly dangerous, it was down right insane.
Since I was out of phase, having used my phase cloak as soon as the danger I'd sensed became visible, I couldn't just shoot the aliens. However I could still move things with my mind, so while making a gesture I caused the blaster of the recklessly firing Weequay to move so that the barrel was now under the chin of the alien, and then with my mind I squeezed the trigger. Killing the thug.
That didn't end things for the non-human life form, as while as his brain had been cooked, he was soon firing again, only now at his comrades, who didn't take his betrayal well, only since the Weequay was dead their efforts to kill him were rather futile, up until someone blew up the corpse.
It was only now that I called upon the Force as I didn't need it for telekinetic feats, and while I didn't understand the powers of the Force as well as I need my near-ascended abilities or magical talents, the connection the mystical energy field did give me a better sense of what was going on around.
Which I needed as Mos Espa had very quickly become a warzone. The jamming employed by the bounty hunters didn't only prevent communications, but also the use of beaming tech, if this weren't the case Cortana would have beamed me out by now, or at the least she'd had beamed more droids into the area.
The creatures who made the biggest targets in all this madness were the Gamorreans, who were typically green-skinned with a large powerful physique, and while they were savages they were also known to be fierce warriors prized for their great strength and brutality in combat.
Of course all that meant nothing to someone with my powers. I was able use to my telekinetic abilities to grab a Wookie bowcaster from the hands of some lizard alien, most likely a Trandoshan, whom I shot with his own weapon, before I gunned down the pig aliens.
One he was dead I sought out a new target and found someone who I actually had some knowledge of, Aurra Sing, also known as Nashtah, was once a female Jedi Padawan, but following a series of tragedies and misfortunes, she left the Jedi Order to become a vicious bounty hunter specializing in Jedi and political assassinations. So it made sense that she was here, I was a both a political leader and a Force User.
From what I knew of her she'd inherited certain physical traits from her father, such as her pale white skin, dark and sunken eye sockets, and fingers roughly twice the length of the standard Human hand. Another trait that seemed to originate from her father was a very strange metabolism which required her to frequently ingest sustenance, which mainly consisted of drinking blood drained from raw meat.
She also inherited his longevity, her life having long exceeded that of a regular Human. At the time of the Second Galactic Civil War, she was at least ninety years old though she appeared no older than she had during the Clone Wars, sixty years prior. Clearly she was some sort of half-vampire creature and needed to be destroyed.
Since she had the Force it shouldn't have shocked me that as soon as I connected to it, in order to get a better sense of her, that she detected me. She couldn't see, but she knew I was close by, and she shocked me again by sending out a crude, but powerful blast of energy that knocked me on my ass despite the fact that I was out of phase.
Either by accident or design, who knew given that the Force had a will of its own, my phase cloak failed, and I knew this right way as when out of phase the world seemed duller, less bright and colourful. Now it was all so vivid and real.
Acting quickly I unhooked my lightsaber and ignited the blade, then I activated the Ancient personal shield, while wishing that I'd been able to test the tech against lightsabers as Sing had a scarlet blade. Unfortunately the shield device only worked when it was in contact with the body of someone with the ATA gene, and I'd rather not risk someone's life just to test my equipment.
Aurra Sing came at, leaping into the air, and twisting so that she could make a powerful downward strike, that would have removed the top part of my head if I hadn't used my power of over technology to switch her blade off. Which as you'd expect left her gobsmacked and wide open for a strike. If she hadn't been so agile the fight would ended here and now. Only she ducked under my swipe, rolled to the side, and reactivated her lightsaber.
While I could have used my near-ascended powers to throw her into the nearby wall of the alleyway, or used telekinesis to crush her spine, or I could have filled her body so much pain that she'd beg for death, I decided to face her as a true warrior.
This was not the wisest course of action, but I had wanted a challenge and in a very recent life I had been knight of Camelot, which came with a code of honour, and I desired to test my skills with the lightsaber against more than just a remote. Cameron would not approve, but she was do busy handling some scumbag bounty hunters to pay any attention to me, she most likely thought that I was safely out of phase.
Before long Aurra Sing came at me with her scarlet weapon, driving the blade upwards at an angle that would driven it into my heart had I allowed it. I did not allow this and I used my blade to intercept hers and force it upwards as she brought herself fully up to her feet.
I should have been able to overpower this foe, but she was able to call upon the darkside to aid her in battle, I could feel it, and I called more deeply on the Force, only I remained emotionally stable, not allowing my rage to guide my actions.
While I'd been trained, or at least had the memories of being trained, I didn't have much practical experience with the saber and that showed as Sing forced me deeper down an alley, battering away at me, trying to bring down my defences, the quality of her work with her blade was crude, but highly effective.
Knowing that she might able to get past my blocks and parries I forced her blade to the side with mine. Then with my free hand I pushed with the Force sending Sing into the wall. As she struggled to recover I slashed with my saber, only she ducked under my silver blade, which left a deep impression in the wall.
I swung again and once more she rolled out of the way, using her agility to save herself once more. Only this time when she went back on the offensive it wasn't my weapon that met hers, it was that of another. A lightsaber met Sing's red blade and the Force User holding it disarmed her in just a few move. In the most literal sense as he removed her hands before thrusting his blade into Sing's chest, which ended her.
"Count Dooku!" I yelled in surprised.
The former Jedi Master saluted me his weapon.
"There will be time for proper introductions later" said the man who could have been Darth Tyrannus "For now we must deal with these bounty hunters".
He was right of course. It was time to for me to end this. No more holding back. With that in mind I lifted an arm into the air, and storm clouds filled the air above Mos Espa. The clouds filled the sky in a very short amount of time and before long bolts of electricity rained down from the sky, striking the bounty hunters and the armed thugs they had brought with them.
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Lantea. Tatooine.
Miss Lawson entered the office that her lover was using. She was carrying a datapadd as well as a case which Tali'Zorah believed that Gothic needed to see.
"We found the ships the bounty hunters used to get on to the planet" Miranda told Gothic while handing him a metal case "They came in one at a time and waited for the others to arrive before they started their attack. That's why we didn't notice any sudden influx of people".
The former Cerberus operative watched as the Jumper opened up the case she had just presented him. Within in the container were four lightsabers. Gothic focused on the weapons and pronounced that they had been taken from Jedi who each been killed by one of the bounty hunters who'd tried to kill Gothic a few hours earlier.
"I went back over the sensor data and found that three of the ships that landed in Mos Espa in the few days had a lot of life signs onboard" the genetically engineered woman was now explaining "They must have crammed them in like sardines".
Security wasn't Miranda's concern, but thanks to her new perk, she had a few ideas about how to prevent similar attacks in the future. Which she would discuss with Samantha Carter as it was her job to oversee security. Clearly the Tauri woman would need to improve the defences of this city and this entire world.
"What do you want to do with the lightsabers" Miranda asked.
Most of the equipment that the bounty hunters and the hired thugs had left behind would be studied and then stored away somewhere, but the lightsabers were special.
"We'll return them to the Jedi Order" Gothic decided "As a goodwill gesture".
Miranda saw the wisdom in this as the Jedi could be a real threat the groups operations in this galaxy so it would be a wise idea to be seen by them as friendly.
"Now if you'll excuse me I need to go and have a few words with someone" said the Jumper.
Miranda could tell that Gothic was distracted by something, but this didn't seem like the right time to pry. Perhaps she could talk to him about this matter later on.
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Lantea. Tatooine.
While I'd just been informed that another lightsaber wielder, this one sent by the Jedi Order, wished to meet with someone in charge I decided to talk with Dooku and worry about the Jedi later. Besides now that Miranda had finished overseeing the clean up in Mos Espa, she could handle someone who'd been sent as an emissary. She was better suited for the diplomatic stuff than I was. It wasn't so much a matter of skills, it was more than Miranda was better able to handle annoying diplomats than I was.
Before long I invited Dooku into my office, and he took a seat on the other side of my desk. It was a simple affair my workspace, a sign of how little time I'd spent in it so far. The way things were going I got the feeling that this office wouldn't see a lot of use either.
"I imagine that you have my questions" I said to the nobleman.
While I'd handled many kings, queens, lords and ladies in my time none of them had been a former Jedi Master so I wasn't sure what to expect from this man. I knew that he didn't turned to the dark side as of yet, and without Palpatine around he might never stray. However that this did not mean that he wasn't dangerous. The Count had left the Jedi Order because of more than just differences of opinions with other Masters. He already felt that the Republic needed taking down and rebuilding.
With no Sith to track down my guess was that the Count would now be seeking allies who could help him achieve his goals. Which could still lead to a Separatist movement even without the meddling of the Sith. After all I'd not removed the underlying problems with the Republic just by getting rid of the Sith. I just prevented them from getting any worse due to the actions of the Bane Sith.
However I had no intention of dismantling the Republic, not when it could be revitalised with the introduction of new ideas and new technology. Of course certain groups, like the Hutt clans needed to be dealt with, but a galactic civil war was hardly required for such a thing.
No my thinking was more along the lines of having a rival nation which competed with the Republic. Which could cause a military build up while shaking up the status quo. This was something the galaxy badly needed as the current set allowed for too much suffering and corruption.
"The Force is strong with you" stated Dooku "But you are no Jedi, I know that you are more powerful than any Jedi".
No doubt he'd been clued in about that when he saw me conjuring up a storm and striking down my enemies with bolts of electricity that came down from the sky.
"What are you?" the Count asked, bluntly.
There was little sense lying since he'd be able to detect it, and he'd already seen some of what I could do.
"I'm an advanced human" I told the former Jedi Master "To put it simply I've been artificially evolved, you might say, using technology. A product of this is that I have powers and skills beyond other humans".
There was no need to mention Jump Chain or anything related to it. Not until Dooku and I trusted each other a bit more.
"And how did this city suddenly appear?" was the next question.
While I was careful with my answer I still spoke truthfully.
"I have access to a technology that allows me to control the flow of time within an area" I explained "Once certain equipment has been set up I can speed up time inside a field so that months will pass inside the field while only hours pass by for everyone else. That was how the city was constructed so quickly, at least from your perspective".
While Dooku should understand my answers that didn't mean he would believe them, and while I could show him some of the science behind time dilation technology, that was something even advanced humans sometimes struggled to understand.
This didn't mean I'd tell him about replicators, which provided most of our raw materials, tools and other stuff a civilization needed.
"I think we have much to talk about" said the Count.
Indeed we did. I figured the he and I would be talking well into the night. By the end I expected that I would have a new and powerful ally.