[It seems like the cameras were turned on a little too early, or perhaps that's exactly what Emer Ikuh wants, for everyone to see this turn of events. Everything is the same as usual except...]
Admiral Saffron, it's a pleasure to have you on the show tonight, but I wasn't informed of your presence. [He smiles grimly as the woman steps on screen.]
Give it up, Ikuh. You're not all that intelligent, are you? You left a trail behind. [There's a blaster in her hands and her face is arranged in a scowl.]
[Emer slaps his hands on the desk as he jumps to his feet.] Tell us the truth, Admiral. Tell your people about how much you cater to the Revanite scum, employing them, giving them assignments against your own people.
Are you insane? You've lost your karking mind, Ikuh! When did you think it was okay to attack the very people you say you speak for? You proved nothing by your actions.
And what will you do now, Admiral? Arrest me? Put me on trial for my war crimes? [His voice drops to a dramatic whisper.] I have people on the inside. On every planet, in every organization. You can't stop us.
[She shakes her head.] No. But the best way to put down a rabid beast is by taking the head off. [There's no hesitation when she fires the gun. Emer falls behind the desk, off camera. Onya shakes in rage before lowering her arm.
A few people run into the room a moment later, staring in wide-eyed horror.] My finger slipped. [She gives a thoughtful pause before growling:] And if you're one of the Crimson Terror, I suggest you start running now before I hunt you down like a rabid kath hound.
[One Twi'lek turns and peels out of the room immediately.]
[ooc: Happy Anniversary, guys. Never leave us. ... Or else. B)]
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