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Prologue: Marching Orders.

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GM
GM, 20 posts
Wed 23 May 2012
at 21:46
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Marching Orders

Making your way through the mazing halls of the Senate building on Coruscant, past numerous adornments and holodisplays of various senators, you find yourself at the designated meeting room.  It's of the same architecture as the rest of the structure, with smooth curved surfaces and a few potted plants in the corners.  At the back there's a computer console with a large display, and taking up most of the room is a table with comfortable-looking chairs down its length.

Entering, you see a familiar face:  General Garza, aged nearly as much as her rank, the wrinkles on her face nearly disguising her from your memories.  Her gray hair is kept back and up, exactly as it did when it was a younger dark brown.  The markings of time seem to have set in quickly for the human, whose eyes glimmer faintly behind the shroud of authority.
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General Garza
NPC, 1 post
Wed 23 May 2012
at 22:09
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Re: Marching Orders

Garza's expression lights up as you step in.  "Seely!" she exclaims.  "Come in, come in...and please close the door.  Good to see you, come in, sit down, I hope you've been all right.  By the Stars, it's been...well, it's been years."    She watches you for a brief moment before asking, "Thank you for coming on such short notice.  How have you been?"  The brightness in her tone and expression are alien to you, based on how you remember the former Captain.  The gruff, stern officer barking commands over the heat of battle would seem to have nothing to do with this cheerful, friendly face, and you find the two difficult to reconcile.
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