Dark Prince In a Galaxy Far Far Away

Chapter 3 The Council

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These venators weren't like the ships from the memories. Its odd, this new Republic has decided to take inspiration from the Sith Empires ships.

"Tell me who designed these ships?" I asked no one in particular, "From the memories the Republic used ships of different design, but these are more akin to the Sith Empires."

"Well it has been quite a long time since the days of the Old Republic and Sith Empire, and I am not too sure of who designed them." The one called Kenobi answered.

"Who are you fighting?" I asked next, "Sith I persume, you Jedi and Sith never change from that struggle."

"The Sepratist are fighting against the Republic, they are lead by Count Dooku, a former Jedi master, and whoever his master is." Kenobi answered.

So a fallen Jedi is the one who is helping lead a war. Ironic one could call it. Wonder who this Dooku is, what are his reasons? What has the galaxy become? Maybe his reasons are just those of his masters. From what I could tell from the memories Sith Masters don't really like thier pupils thinking on their own.

After a few moments we finally landed in the hanger of the bigger ship. It was filled with fighters and those who had the same presence of the troops, though all were different in slight aspects.

"It is strange the Sepratist haven't shown up, I would have thought Dooku would have sent Grevious to investigate." Kenobi said to no one in particular.

"General have you heard of jinxing?" One of the troopers asked.

Just then alarms blared around the ship. Troops scrambled around as Kenobi sighed shaking his head, "Me and mouth."

"Can't we just retreat?" A troop asked, before quickly adding on, "Since we have the scource of the disturbance and all.... Generals."

"Boil does got a point." Another trooper agreed.

"Right, let's go inform Anakin." Kenobi said as he hurried off to what I persume is either the bridge or communication room.

I stood there looking around not at all disturbed by the alarms. Though they were loud and not as pleasing as some of the moans or screams from my memories. The music is quite nice aswell.

"Er.... Si- no... Ma'- no... uh..." The trooper seemed to be struggling as to what to call me. It was slightly amusing to watch, but would get us no where.

"Y/N is fine." I told announced turning my eyes towards him. White armor with orange marking, from the memories it is a similar  color scheme to the armor of the... Old Republic was it?

Comparing the two armors I think I prefer the armor of the Old Republic. Better aesthetically I suppose. This armor gives me more... mandalorian vibes, is that words?

"Y/N we should get to the bridge, General Kenobi and Yoda would surely wish to keep an eye on you, I suppose..." The trooper stated sounding rather nervous as he brung me from my thoughts.

I only hummed aknowledging his words as I followed the direction the Jedi went in. The trooper followed me, as well as the two others. Totaling in a count of three. Hopefully they know they can nothing to me, it'd be a waste of time.

"Would you like some clothing Y/N?" One of them asked as we walked through the halls filled with rushing troopers, pilots and engineers.

"No, I am perfectly fine as I am." I answered not turning to him.