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An announcement had went forth; a call to all nations; a dual purpose; a darkly tinted message; a hinting of something monumentous to come; of something on the cusp of occuring. The Emperor himself had returned to the capital; conveyed from the belly of the Ecstacy of Slaanesh in his personal shuttle craft; emerging from the ship, armor gleaming in the hot sun of Coruscant. He ran a hand through his hair, black, gleaming; his eyes, a glittering blue, taking in the world that was now the seat of his power. His Throne.

He walked across the gleaming walkway, towards the vast building looming before him. The newly re-convened senate building; shimmering dome, vast and almost ominous. He chuckled softly. The message he had sent forth was flawless, bringing all to witness his first and greatest triumph. The reconvening of the Galactic Senate; the Galactic Empire's members brought together, to discuss, to debate and to hear his new news.

Come, one and all; the Senate is to be reconvened; the members of the Galactic Empire are hence-forth called to join in the Senate; to submit delegates and gather for the Emperor's announcement. Most notably, the Arbiter of Doom must come forth; as must Daniel and Fiona Masaki. This message goes forth, sealed and sanctified by the Emperor himself; Remiel De Drakan

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We came, caution in the winds of the skies. Two Star Destroyers, one grey-white, one pitch-black, appeared in the skies of Coruscant. From the ships, two shuttles headed down to the Imperial Senate building's spaceport.

One beheld the Lady Nightshade, Empress of the Tenetia faction of the Coreworlds and Dark Lady of the Sith, Wind Element.

The other beheld me. Daniel Masaki, Supreme Commander of the IDF of Jurai, Jedi Master, Lightning Element.

One Dark. One Light. Two Senators. A show of solidarity that underlies the continuing complexity of the Coreworlds. We merely acknowledged each other with a nod, then headed into the Senate.

Remiel stood by the door, tittering softly; applauding as he turned to greet the Masaki's, a feral gleam in his eye; a smirk upon those lips; as he looked Daniel up and down; before turning his gaze to the former Empress.

"Ah, Daniel, so good to see you...I never did get to meet you after you...Killed me." He grinned impishly, chuckling slightly as he extended his hand. "We can allow bygones to be bygones; can we not? Given all I am doing for your kin; and your people"

He turned now, watching Nightshade "And you; how do you fare in the company of your kin? And more importantly, how are my kin? I want to know how my little nephews fare." He chuckles again; almost mocking them. "Come; we have much to discuss before the Open Senate is called."

Remiel stood by the door, tittering softly; applauding as he turned to greet the Masaki's, a feral gleam in his eye; a smirk upon those lips; as he looked Daniel up and down; before turning his gaze to the former Empress.

"Ah, Daniel, so good to see you...I never did get to meet you after you...Killed me." He grinned impishly, chuckling slightly as he extended his hand. "We can allow bygones to be bygones; can we not? Given all I am doing for your kin; and your people"
"I suppose." I said curtly, shaking his hand once.

He turned now, watching Nightshade "And you; how do you fare in the company of your kin? And more importantly, how are my kin? I want to know how my little nephews fare." He chuckles again; almost mocking them. "Come; we have much to discuss before the Open Senate is called."
Nightshade smiled thinly. "They are doing well. Let us discuss, then."

"I'm going to begin delegate positions within the Empire; I wanted the senate convened for it; and both of you present; as it will concern both of you. While I'm not setting either of you a military role, of course, but..I'm sure something can be arranged" A callous smirk as he leads them in, into the belly of the Senate; the countless pods of it gleaming in the overhead lighting.

"I want to find positions suited for your...Various strengths. I know the old Emperor made the mistake of appointing you to the Black Order; but I am by no means a fool..."

"Correction, it was Thrawn." I pointed out. "But yeah, that was a mistake..."

"In more ways than one." Nightshade answered. "So where are you to put us?"

And I hope it isn't a position where I'll be trapped... I thought inwardly.

"Indeed....I have...Well, interesting plans for you both. One of my announcements concerns the Imperial Facility for Psychic and Meta-Physical research. I don't care what gods or forces you worship; I care little if they be light or dark. They shall be tamed for the continued glory of the Empire. Nightshade; you shall be in charge of this facility; limitlessly expounding upon the potential of our organisation."

He turned; pacing slightly, watching them both. "As for you, Daniel, tell me; what would be most to your interests? What would you wish to contribute to the Empire? What, in truth, can you contribute? Strength you have; hammers and tongs in the underworld; the resourcefulness to kill me...The sharp mind; the limitless love of people...It's almost hard to forget your strengths, your flaws; having tasted them..."

"Indeed....I have...Well, interesting plans for you both. One of my announcements concerns the Imperial Facility for Psychic and Meta-Physical research. I don't care what gods or forces you worship; I care little if they be light or dark. They shall be tamed for the continued glory of the Empire. Nightshade; you shall be in charge of this facility; limitlessly expounding upon the potential of our organisation."
"Imperial research facility for psionics and metaphysical ability?" Nightshade frowned. "Won't that simply be an academy for those so inclined?"

He turned; pacing slightly, watching them both. "As for you, Daniel, tell me; what would be most to your interests? What would you wish to contribute to the Empire? What, in truth, can you contribute? Strength you have; hammers and tongs in the underworld; the resourcefulness to kill me...The sharp mind; the limitless love of people...It's almost hard to forget your strengths, your flaws; having tasted them..."
I ran my fingers over the old scar that Remiel gave me once. "Normally, I would say that nothing less than the dissolution of the Empire is in my best interests, and I still hold to that, make no mistake. Unfortunately, that particular wish isn't exactly within my grasp, and neither will you be willing to simply accede to such. So it comes to this."

"I won't be vassal to the Empire twice." I said, emphasizing each word carefully. "That said, what I can contribute is this: I can act as liasion between the Empire and the Federation and use my considerable influence to keep the individual nations from nipping at the heels. After all, peace is what everyone wants, is it not?" I smiled thinly.

"Ah yes; but such gifted individuals must be trained in all aspects. No longer will your religious squabbles interfere with politics; they will be a tools, for good or for ill." He chuckled slightly. "Experimentation, training; advancement, all very important points that must be addressed"

Remiel twists his fist, clenching it; hoping to draw pain from the old wounds of Daniel. "A liason between us and the Federation; interesting. It would pay to have the guttersnapes kept away from my dealings. They fall upon our Empire-" Something seemed to stir within, teasing beneath flesh.."-My Empire. As such; I approve. You shall be my hand and my voice when it comes to them."

"Ah yes; but such gifted individuals must be trained in all aspects. No longer will your religious squabbles interfere with politics; they will be a tools, for good or for ill." He chuckled slightly. "Experimentation, training; advancement, all very important points that must be addressed"
Nightshade nodded. "Then it shall be done." She said. "I can call in a few favors to aid in such."

"Perhaps, dear Fiona, I could throw in a few light-inclined instructors to assist?" I suggested. "Our squabbles can be put on the back burner for this one."

She scowled, then lightened it. "Very well, Daniel. That will be...a fine idea." She said in a way that suggested that she'd rather drag me over hot coals and complete the trip with a bed of rusty nails than work with me. But, all was well otherwise.

Remiel twists his fist, clenching it; hoping to draw pain from the old wounds of Daniel. "A liason between us and the Federation; interesting. It would pay to have the guttersnapes kept away from my dealings. They fall upon our Empire-" Something seemed to stir within, teasing beneath flesh.."-My Empire. As such; I approve. You shall be my hand and my voice when it comes to them."
Pain came to the old wound on my shoulder, but I forced it down.

"Then we are in agreement here." I said neutrally, sensing the change in wording. What's going on with him? I thought, but dismissed it for now.