[Mr Dragoon is looking thoughtful] I’d hoped that Kraci would have been able to hold out a while longer, but when the Sith are threatening your family, I suppose there’s no helping it.

[He shakes his head, straightening] This is a general announcement for the Republic Military. We’re shipping out within the week, so those of you who’ve been ( Read more... )

All right, this is a general warning post for Outworlders, seeing as we've noticed this strange tendency for you lot to flat out ignore the law in times of crisis. The Republic military has met the Sith over Ithor, and are currently engaged. We do not need your help with this one. Promise. The last thing our Admirals need to be concerned about ( Read more... )

[Corbin’s sitting at his usual desk, which is uncharacteristically piled high with datapads. You might see a force field in place of the door, and Dragoon himself is looking pretty ill.]Thanks to the dubiously legal but morally sound actions of certain people who for the time being will remain anonymous, a cure for the plague has been delivered to ( Read more... )

[Corbin is sitting behind his desk again; some observers might notice him absently rubbing the place above where his knee would be, if there wasn't a metal joint and then some blue light there in place of a leg. His shirt is also not as loud as usual]This is Corbin Dragoon checking in to inform you that for once Emer Ikuh wasn't talking out of his ( Read more... )

[Unlike his previous post, Corbin’s voice is uncharacteristically serious as he addresses the datapad]The Republic has received an emergency distress call from the planet of Onderon; it is currently under attack from a collection of unrecognisable life forms, and the Republic Military will respond accordingly. While this will mean that the ( Read more... )