Contingency
Coruscanti Alpha
"Chancellor dead in surprising assassination"
Ryloth Reads
"Mad scramble for power in Galaxy?"
Galactic Gambles
"Clone Commander finds Sith artifacts in Chancellor office"
Republic Renegade
"Sheev: Separatist AND a Sith Lord - anonymous tip reveals shocking evidence"
Coruscant Conspiracy
"Who CONTROLLED THE WAR?"
Galactic Gambles
"jedi claim they had no idea"
Alderaan Talks
"Skywalker Releases Press Statement: Witnessed Assassination (pg 5)"
Nubian NEWS
"WAR TO CONTINUE?"
Sundari Sensation
"Sith in Senate"
Separatist Speaks
"Dooku Dead - cause of death ruled suicide"
Sundari Sensation
"PEACE TALKS OCCURING"
"Mon Motha Makes Chancellor Bid"
Republic Renegade
"Kryze says 'one government ruling the Galaxy is foolhardy. There can be peace with multiple governments - it's possible'"
Mace sighed, pushing away the datapad and rubbing his eyes. The news outlets were having a field day the past three weeks - and with good reason, obviously. He grimaced, wondering what the future would hold. Sooner or later, the Jedi would become the scapegoats...it was only a matter of time.
If they could just manveer correctly...maybe have Skywalker do some press...he'd been laying low for awhile, on leave (his wife, Amidala was his wife)...that'd be a good idea, the public loved -
A knock sounded on the apartment door, and he raised his head when it slid open. He rolled his eyes at the intruder, standing from his armchair. "Depa - must you use your override codes so much?"
Depa smirked, her robes scuffing against the floor while she leaned against the molding "Making up for lost time annoying you."
"Mmm - your apprentice has done enough of that."
"Caleb is bright - I'm thankful to have him. Makes me wonder what it really means to be a Jedi."
Mace - shrugging on his robe - gave her a look. "Not you too."
"Order needs to change Master - we both know it."
"Mmm - the question is how much?"
Depa rolled her eyes. "Come on old man - we have a Council meeting to get to - guess Commander Cody needs to talk to us?"
"Oh this oughta be good."
"Generals." Cody tucked his hands behind his back, head tilted a smidge. It had taken some time for the Council to gather, and even more time for them to contact Sundrai. He felt a bit odd, standing in the middle of the holographic council in his grays, having General Skywalker and Duchess Kryze watch intently from the door. "There's been a development in the investigation."
"Oh?" General Windu asked, looking intrigued and tired. "You have information about the Chancellor?"
"Mmm - maybe." Cody pulled a baggie from his pockets, palming it gently before holding it upwards, spinning in a slow circle so everyone could look at it. "Inside the bag is an inhibitor chip...found in the skull of clone trooper Tup."
"What?" Windu yelped, leaning forward.
"That can't be," General Ti murmured, her eyes wide.
"Possible, this is not." Grand General Yoda rubbed a hand over his grizzled face. "Sensed this, we should have."
Cody shrugged. "Tup a member of the 501st legion, who recently rotated to Kalavala - according to Duchess Kryze, he was complaining of a migraine for one night. The medics ordered an MRI when the migraine didn't ease after five days - and they found this."
"Which is an inhibitor chip?"
"Mmm - with over 150 various orders written in a dialect of Mando'a, which has its roots in a dialect of ancient Concordian. A Sith language… scans show it's in every clones head."
"How does anyone know - how do we know you're not making this up? The Duchess and her regime hate the Chancellor."
"How do we know you weren't behind the assassination?" General Koth barked.
General Windu nearly snorted.
"You don't - you'll have to trust me." Cody gave a small smile, briefly looking over to his General. "Prince Kryze primary focus of study is linguistics - he is able to decrypt the language here - and I suspect General Vos and maybe even Madame Nu would be able to read these as well. I wouldn't be entirely surprised if General Skywalker and those from Outer Rim world's are able to read it."
"What are the orders?"
Cody's smile was grim. "I'm glad you asked, General Mundi."
Author's note: heyy friends ;)
Am I aware that Depa was in a coma most of the war? Yep. Do I care when exactly she woke up? Nah, not really ;)
Cody's grays - his formal military uniform
(As usual I'll edit this fully at a later date)
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