It's all in the thread, Vonta. I've put the most important lines in red, so you should be able to see them.
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The former Tie Fighter Pilot, Admiral Chandler, had spoken with the Coalition Commander who was of a race of beings called an Azguard.
He knew he had heard of the name but never knew what they exactly looked like.
For his retiring to his home (where he belonged), Regrad had gotten the Imperials to agree to a round of diplomacy. Something he and Regrad both had no experience in. Give them a ship and they'd come up with as many creative ways to destroy it as possible, but in the War of Diplomacy, they were but a novice.
So the talks would be carried out by the nearest Diplomatic Envoys of both the Empire and Coalition.
A neutral ground was chosen and by this time tomorrow, they would be locked in debates.
While Admiral Chandler did not know the location of Regrad's home and where they would be heading, he did know the trip would be a very long one and it was not out of the realm of possibility that by the time they reached their home, an accord would be reached.
It was at this time a Relief Fleet from Imperial Center arrived to tip the scales to the Imperial favor and Regrad had given a slight smile to Chandler, causing the Imperial Admiral to laugh.
Yes, the fight would have been very interesting, especially with the reinforcements that were on their way sent by the Grand Marshall.
But Regrad's Parley had stayed their hand.
Shrewd.. very shrewd.
<span style="color:red;">The Imperials watched as Regrad's Command made the jump to hyperspace bound for his destination.</span> Imperial Intelligence had tried to use Regrad's vector to secure a location but a straight line from the Core to the Outer Rim (or whereever) would only uncover several hundreds of millions of star systems.
Far too many for Imperial Intelligence to check on their budget.
<span style="color:red;">Long range tracking confirmed Regrad's departure from the Empire</span> and a few hours later, the defenders began to break apart, intent toward their destinations.
Theren Gevell's force made the jump after a conference with the Governor of Corellia.
Commodore Trachta took his Fleet back to Tralus to see what damage (if any) the 2nd Fleet had inflicted. As it turned out, there was no attack.
Admiral Telan Desaria would remained a while longer before leaving themselves to take up their patrols.
Some of the Relief Fleet stayed on station to organize civilian salvage crews to begin clearing the debris. No doubt, Lupercus would melt it down to create a statue of himself and celebrate the successful defence of Corellia.
And if an accord were eventually reached, Regrad would also return a hero to his own people.
It was ironic how people fighting fiercly could eventually return home as victors.
But as Kaine once told him, it was all about perception.
"Sometimes there is a fine line between victory and defeat. That line is perception."
Sometimes what is left in the hands of the God's is taken and molded by the hands of Mortals.
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"Imperial Center markers coming up.. Advance signal buoy system..
Reversion in ..3.....2.....1....
Hyperspacial Terminus."
And Admiral Chandler's fleet exited hyperspace the shining orb of Imperial Center glowing in the far distance.
"Signal coming in, Sir. It's the Grand Marshall.."
An Accord was reached two and a half weeks later...
This is a good time because Kas is so up-tight you could stick a coal up his ass and in two weeks you would have a diamond.
-Theren Gevel
