[OBITUARY] A.S

[01]

•.[STAR WARS].•
19 BBY
Revenge of the Sith
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Dusk vanished gracefully into the horizon as the early modern dew graced the outside glass of the window. It was an extra layer to the limpid and transparent casing revealing the burgeoning light backing the buildings of Coruscant. The high rise structure's bundled together beside the senate district, where a small yet sensible amount of politicians stood. Separate yet individual pairs of eyes gawked intently at the holograms and readings, muttering short words to one another as they discussed the alternatives at hand. One by one, people announced their resolutions and ideas surrounding the matter, a tedious yet detrimental habit for any legislative move in the war.

Hands tucked to the side in the comfort of the fabric "The Jedi numbers are diminishing Senator, surely even you can see the numbers are in fact not in our favour."

There was a hitched breath before the male voice responded "Yes- but we're desperate your highness, we need a critical plan of attack."

"Why critical?" Odessa wrapped her arms bearing thick black fabric round one another, clutching them tightly in her grasp as she spoke with poise and ease "We don't need to rush out a attack that we are certain to loose, this urgency is what will lead to thousands of loss Senator, can't you see?"

The senator who she conferred with hesitated at her question, taking a step back into the shadows of other neighbouring politicians. She shock her head slowly, trailing towards the flicking hologram as eyes followed her, pointing towards the blueprint with simple the flick of her wrist "This plan is suicide. The Jedi are not our soldiers nor are they as easily replaceable as the clones, we must treasure their abilities before we feel the wrath of their absence."

Her hand fell as she swallowed deeply, taking a minute second to place her palm on the side of her waist, sucking a breath as a feeling of discomfort moved through her body "Your political language is designed to make lies sound truthful and murder a respectable sacrifice. Our power is not about domination but corporation- now - if you're excuse me."

The room was predictable to erupt in booming conversation as her heels clicked towards the exit and out of the it, the brunette always being sure to begin a debate unlike any other, especially now in her absence. Odessa hadn't lost that touch over the years, the ability and urge to tread on people's toes that others were hesitant to do so. Herself and Padme had created themselves quite a reputation and name for themselves over the years, due to their stern and intelligent approach to meetings and debates. Their voice was not necessarily always the loudest, but rather the one heard, as the two young leaders had proved from the beginning their ability to participate in galactic senate meetings.