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Acolyte

Master Windu and Master Yoda walked through the grand corridors of the Republic Executive Building, their footsteps echoing softly. Clones and officers stood at attention as the two Jedi Masters passed, their expressions sombre.
Once they reached the elevator, the doors slid open smoothly. They ascended to the Supreme Chancellor's office. The elevator doors opened, revealing Chancellor Palpatine surrounded by his aides and a few Senators, including Senator Padmé Amidala.

"Master Jedi, I am glad you could join me," Palpatine greeted, his tone calm and composed.

"You mentioned it was of the utmost importance," Master Windu stated, his voice steady.

"Indeed it is," Palpatine confirmed.

Yoda approached Padmé, nodding in greeting. "Senator Amidala, good to see you, it is."

"And you, Master Yoda," Padmé responded with a warm but strained smile.

Yoda turned his attention to Palpatine. "This matter to do with Jabiim, it does?"

Padmé's expression tightened, visibly upset. "This is ridiculous," she said, unable to contain her frustration.

"I understand your feelings, Senator Amidala, but this will affect the Republic as a whole if not addressed," Palpatine replied in an even tone.

Master Windu took a seat, his gaze never leaving Palpatine. "Then let us get to why we were summoned."

Palpatine nodded and gestured to one of his aides, who placed a holochip into a slot on the holotable. The device flared to life, projecting a recording of Jaden's speech to the Jabiimi.

"I will not try and sway you with sweet words... you've been betrayed, the Republic has abandoned you,"

"But it's not over, we do not need the Republic!"

"They may have abandoned you, but I will not. I will fight for you until my last breath. I will fight so you can return to your homes."

"None of you come from this planet. You lose nothing if you escape, but if you stay, you'll most certainly lose your life."

"You asked for help, and after what I've seen since coming to this planet... how can I turn my back?"

"I won't ask any of you to fight with me, even the Clones. As your General, I give you the freedom to leave and try to find safety."

"I won't make false promises of victory, but I will say that if we go down, it'll be to the last breath!"

"To the last breath."

"To the last breath."

"To the last breath."

"To the last breath."

The recording ended, leaving a heavy silence in the room. Palpatine's face was unreadable, but the tension in the air was palpable.

"I'm afraid I don't understand why you're showing us this, Chancellor," Mace Windu stated, his tone firm and questioning.

Padmé laughed humorlessly, shaking her head. Yoda looked at her with concern. "Much negative feeling you have, mmmm. To do with this man, it is?" Yoda asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"No, this man is only trying to do what's right... What upsets me is the position that the Republic has taken on Jabiim," Padmé replied, her voice calm but tinged with upset.

"Chancellor?" Mace said, turning to Palpatine for answers.

"As you are aware, we have recently made the quite difficult decision to no longer send reinforcements to the planet of Jabiim," Palpatine stated. "After the message was sent, the planet started broadcasting this message on all open frequencies. There are not very many windows where communication can be established with the planet, but in the short times, there are, this message managed to reach a few people who put it on the news net. Now it's being broadcast across the whole Republic," the Chancellor explained.