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[Layha Solo]

*Time lapse*

Layha sat at her desk...completely exhausted. The last five months had been tedious and she was starting feel as if she was a prisoner to her own office. A door opened and Layha sighed inwardly. Coleana appeared a moment later with a stack of reader disk. She gave Layha the look and set the disk down on the desk.

"You really need to get some fresh air." Layha rolled her eyes and grabbed the disk. "What are these?" Coleana sighed. "Reports from Hapes. Apparently your Aunt has taken on a new role...the role of insanity."

"Coleana she was born insane." Layha popped the first disk into her datapad. Hundreds of pages downloaded in seconds. "But don't let her insanity role fool you. She knows what she is doing. She plans and plots, she knows every detail and nothing escapes her eye."

"And you would know all these how?" Layha looked up from the datapad. "Because she trained me to become her." She reverted her eyes back to the datapad. "Dismissed." She didn't look up as Coleana stood for a moment longer then turned and left the office. Layha scrolled through the pages quickly. She neared the last page when a cryptic code appeared in the top left corner of the report. Layha's eye narrowed and she quickly uploaded her datapad to her terminal. The code wasn't IR and it wasn't Hapan. Layha spun her chair around and brought up the IRSB screen. It took a moment, but a familar agent's voice came over the comm link. "Empress?"
"Vaughn I have something I need you to run a trace on. See if you can get a match for me." She turned back to her own terminal and sent the code to Vaughns terminal. "Downloading it now... What the.... Where did you get this?"
"I came across it in one of my reports from Hapes. Can you give me anything."
"Yeah give me a sec. The computer... Thats odd, its Togorian."
"Togorian? Can you break it? I've never seen Torgorian code before."
"It may take a while Layha."
"I don't care. Break it and do it as fast as you can. Obviously some one wants me to have it and went at great lengths to get it to me and I want to know why."
"All right, I'll do my best." Layha logged off just in time to get a buzz from Coleana. "Chavex is here as ordered."
"Send him in." A moment later a great tall blue man with black horns entered her office. "Aw Chavex please have a seat."
"Your Empress I must say this was quite an unexpected visit. What can I help you with."
"Well Chavex, you know the holo-net is a big commodity these days and an easy way to get information in and out don't you agree? I mean any one can access the net and access info don't you agree?" Layha folded her hands in front of her on her desk. Her eye caught the small beads of sweat forming under the man's head piece, and she could feel his adrenaline began to incline. "Well of course Empress. The Holo-net is a very large organization built on all kinds of.. idea's." Layha nodded and reached for a datapad. "You sir Chavex access the Holo-net at least two times a day once at sun up and once at sun day. Your on for at least 30 standard minutes and you never access the net from the same location. Now tell me Chavex... why would I be so interested in how many times you access the net or how long your on. After all it is just only a large organization built on all kinds of idea's." The man shrugged. "I don't have a clue your Majesty." Layha leaned forward. "Well then let me refresh you memory. You access the net twice a day from two different locations because you think no one would be able to trace what you where doing. You are on for 30 standards minutes because you figure if you are on for mere minutes some one may get suspicious." Layha shook her head. "Chavex some one is always watching." she signaled the guards. "I will let the people decide you fate." The man stood as the guards jerked him to his feet. "You have nothing on me! This is insane there is no proof! I want proof!" Layha stood. "You are a pathetic little man trying to make it in a big mans world."She grabbed the file from her desk and threw it at the Chavex. "There is your proof." pictures scattered around the mans feet. "Again I say, I'll let the people decide. I can assure you they wont have mercy on a kidnapper." Layha gave the guards a nod. "Get this man out of my site. He disgust me." The hustled the man to his feet. Layha turned to her left where an adjacent office was. Rian stood in the door way, a smug expression on his face. "Keep an eye on the rest of his crew. Get rid of the bad ones. I don't need rats in my system." Rian simply nodded and moved to the door. Layha turned back to her desk and sat down. "Coleana get Revan in my office... now."

[Revan Centurion]

"So you figured that because it was an elderly woman, she could not possibly pose a security threat to this government?" Revan Centurion wasn't really upset, but he was certainly annoyed. It was a very uncommon situation when one of the security officials he more or less directly supervised failed to adhere to protocol, but it only took one incorrect action to destabilize the entire government.

"My apologies, Lord Centurion. I simply thought that taking an elderly woman into custody would not exactly look...good...in the media."

Revan plainly replied. "The media is easily controlled. Aside from that, if people are not already aware that things are different, then they need to come out from under whatever rock they've been calling home for the past five and a half years. Dismissed, Captain."

The uniformed security official bowed respectfully before turning to depart the office. Once the man was gone, a small red light on Revan's desk began blinking. Generally, that meant only one thing. Picking up the communicator on his desk, Revan recognized the voice of Coleana instantly.

"Layha wants to see you."

"Alright, I'll be there in a few moments." Standing from his seat, Revan grabbed his black and green cloak from the rack near the door and through it over the fitting black jumpsuit that had become his typical 'working uniform'. Attached to the small of his back was the glossy black hilt of his lightsaber.

Having made the trip several times as of late, Revan quickly arrived at the Empress' office. Coleana was busy on the communicator, so Revan simply nodded in her direction and pointed to Layha's office door. Coleana nodded with a slight smile, and Revan palmed open the door. Once it had slid open, Revan stepped inside the expansive office and waited for it to close behind me. "Your Majesty." All business during the day. Officially, Revan was still nothing within the Imperial Republic. Unofficially, he'd been serving as a supervisor over all security departments within the Imperial Republic. It was mostly a placeholder...or so it seemed. Even more unofficially, Layha and him had grown closer than they'd ever been over the past five months. Still, both were fully capable of maintaining a professional atmosphere should the situation call for it.

[Layha Solo]

Layha looked up from her datapad and smiled for the first time that day. "You look all business and no fun." she stood and walked around the desk until she was directly in front of Revan. "I bagged me a bad guy today. Not a bad day considering I've been reading pages and pages of reports." she rolled her eyes and stepped closer to the man in front of her. "I called you in here because things on Hapes are getting worse. I think its about time I face my aunt face to face and end this dramatic family feud. I need you to do me a favor and look after things here, I trust you to make all the decisions while I am gone. IRSB has been weeding out the baddies. For some reason we had a security breach a while back and people with checkered past were able to get into high security jobs. I have Kats and Vaughn on it and they seem to be doing ok. Just keep the fire under there butts hot. I don't want any slacking on this case." she reached behind and grabbed a small stack of reader disk. She handed them to Revan. "Security reports." Layha hit the com unit and opened a link to Rhowen. "Rhowen ready my ship. I want to leave before dusk." A short reply crackled through the unit, Layha turned back to Revan and a slow smile crept across her face....

[Revan Centurion]

Revan smirked slightly as he shrugged. "Just finished dealing with some idiotic captain working at one of the checkpoints around Imperial City. Nothing big really - at least it didn't end up amounting to anything big. The problem is that it very well could have." Revan fell silent as Layha acknowledge his statement and stepped around the desk to explain why she'd called him into her office. Hapes... It was certainly no secret that the situation was deteriorating...at least it seemed like it was deteriorating. Having interacted directly with Caralon, Revan wasn't inclined to believe it really a 'chance' happening.

Taking the security reports, Revan nodded. Seemed to be a simple enough request, sign papers and keep people from going insane for a little while. "Yeah, I'll take care of it." Revan didn't hear what Rhowen had said to Layha, but the smirk on Layha's face vexed him slightly. He could read her better than most by now, but he tended to feign ignorance at times simply because it was hard to be sure. Raising an eyebrow, Revan looked at Layha. "What?"

[Layha Solo]

“Nothing, I was just… thinking, that’s all.” She shook her head, stepped back over to her desk and grabbed her light blue cape. “How is Jayden doing? I’m sorry I haven’t been able to spend time with him this week, but I am sure I don’t have to tell you how busy this week has been.” Layha sighed as she flashed back to the beginning of the week. It had started off with her crazy Aunt demanding things, then IRSB’s man hunt for a serial killer who had been on the loose for a while, and Layha had been flushing out politicians who didn’t do what they were told. All in all it was a very busy week. And now here she was, about to fly off into the sun set to go and approach her crazy demanding Aunt. Layha clasped her cape on and stepped up to Revan. “I have a proposal. Why don’t you and I switch places for the next year. You can do my job and I’ll do yours.” She was kidding of course, but the more she thought about it the more it sounded like a good idea. She didn’t let him respond immediately and kissed him softly. “I have to go. I have a meeting in the Throne Room in ten minutes.”

[Revan Centurion]

Revan nodded his head, silently wondering what Layha was actually up to. "Jayden? He's been fine I suppose...bit of a handful really. Too much of his mother in his genes, I think." Revan smirked slightly as Layha prepared to depart. Returning the kiss softly on Layha's cheek, Revan nodded before turning to exit the office. He stopped at the door and looked back at Layha. "Be sure to give Caralon my best." With one final smirk, Revan disappeared from the office - his cloak billowing slightly behind him. He trusted IRSB to do its job, but he would make the effort to check in from time to time. For now...he needed to look into the progress of a more personal matter.

[Layha Solo]

Layha made her way swiftly down the quieted halls of the Palace to the Throne Room. Her personal guards flanked her on both the left and the right. She made the turns sharp and her pace was never slacking. The double wide doors were soon in sight. AS she approached, two Palace Guards straightened at her presence. She paid them no attention entered the Throne Room. She stood for a moment allowing the large doors to close behind her. In front of her she took in the scene with a careful eye. The Throne stood in its normal place; but several other chairs now surrounded hers. All ready in the room where her councilors waiting to be seated. Layha moved forward and took up her seat, the rest followed. “Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I am sure you are all aware of the issue on Hapes.” She gave them a moment to catch up with her. “I have decided I am going to Hapes to end this dispute. It has gotten out of hand and frankly quite ridiculous, not to mention it’s a complete embarrassment to me and my family.” At that moment a door off to the right softly hissed opened and escorted by his own guards came General Vaughn.“Your Majesty I am sorry for the intrusion, but I deem this of high importance.” Layha waved at him to continue. He held up a data reader in his palm and activated it. A blue holo sprung from it, it was in the shape of a cat/human like woman. “Layha, you know I am a strong willed person and would not be contacting you unless it was extremely urgent. I am afraid the life of myself and my children are in danger. Your Aunt Caralon has gone too far and is now claiming that I am a threat and a traitor to the Hapan Throne. It may all ready be too late for me, but please you must save the life of my children. That is all I ask of you and you Empire, save the twins.” And then it was gone. Layha sat in silence for a moment, contemplating what her next move was. Vaughn stood at attention not knowing whether to leave or stay put. He decided on the latter. Layha stood from her throne and walked away from the circle of advisor's. For a moment she said nothing, then abruptly she turned back to the council. “If Lia Nason is dead and my Aunt is at fault, I have no option, but to take her out.” She was thinking out loud.

Her council shifted in there seats, finally one spoke up. “Your Majesty not a good idea.” Layha turned on her. “Why do you say that? Clearly my Aunt has gone insane. I have family back there that she could easily dispose of and apparently she is already beginning.” The woman sat still not sure how to respond. It was Faiij head of intel information who spoke up. “Both of you are on to something. Your Majesty, taking your Aunt out of power is the only option I can see open at this point, but Mag is correct, you can’t force her out of her position, but you can make her resign her position.” Layha smiled slightly. “Resign huh. I think that is the only logical move to make both for the good of the IR and Hapes.” Faiij smiled widely his sharp green teeth glistening in the light. “Not only that your Majesty but when the High Prince returns to claim his throne you still have a power seat, that is If you decline the position of Executor.”
“Very well, Faiij gather your things. You will be accompanying me to Hapes.” She turned to Vaughn. “You as well. Select a handful of your best agents. We leave in a hour.” She turned back to the group. “Dismissed. Garth you are to stay we have matters pertaining to the military I do need your council on.” Garth nodded and kept his seat. The rest of the council stood and left, Vaughn with them. Once the doors were securely closed Layha turned to Garth. "I want a second position in the military that is consistently at either my side or here on the planet with Revan Centurion. I wanted to know who you would have selected.” Garth took a moment to think, “Dene Cognatus. He is the only wise option to make you Majesty.” Layha nodded. “I was thinking the same thing.” She signaled a guard. “Bring Dene Cognatus to me at once.” The guard bowed and left the room.

[Dene Vye Cognatus]

The Guard turned to face the General as he stood facing the window in the lobby, watching speeders fly by and barges. Taking in another breath, he looked down to see his medals and his lightsaber, in which he smiled slightly. It had been many years since the Empress has spoke to Dene directly, ever since he left Hapes Cluster that is.

"Sir her majesty the Empress will see you." The guard offered a salute and turned around to walk away. Dene returned and followed, walking down the narrow corridors before the room, entering he walked towards the Empress and kneeled.

"Yes My lady?" Dene said with an curious look to her, why would she summon him, nothing major has been needed to summon him since the High Prince did during the attack on Kuat.

[Revan Centurion]

"Do I have to go back to Naboo?"

Revan rubbed his temples slightly as he listened to Jayden complain for the umpteenth time. "Yes, Jayden. Selina is taking you back to Naboo. You have much to learn about the history of the people you're going to be responsible for."

Jayden pouted slightly and folded his arms over his chest, reminding Revan of himself at a...much...younger age. "What if I don't even want to be a prince?"

Smirking slightly, Revan turned and knelt down beside his son. Grasping either side of his shoulders, Revan spoke low and softly. "Look Jayden, life is about more than doing what you want to do. Sometimes you have to be prepared to sacrifice your own personal desires for the greater good. That is what it means to be a leader. One day you will see that this galaxy we live in...is far from perfect. Even here on Coruscant, crime ripples through the populace like a constant heat wave. If I simply said I was 'tired of it' or 'I don't want to do this', what would become of the society here on this planet? If I had said that I did not want to care for you, what would become of you?" Pausing slightly, Revan permitted himself to smile warmly at Jayden. "Yes, life is about the choices we make. Should you choose not to be a leader amongst your people, be sure that your decision is the correct one. People imbued with power and responsibility like us can influence the fate of many with the simplest action. Always be sure that your actions do not have an increasingly negative effect on your people and the rest of the galaxy, understood?"

Jayden hung his head slightly in defeat. "Yes father..."

Revan smiled briefly before embracing his son. "Now go get onboard. Selina is waiting for you. Oh...and do try to stay out of trouble." Jayden's returning smirk was all Revan needed to know. He's going to get into trouble... Revan wasn't surprised. His parents weren't exactly the best at flying underneath the radar, so to speak. As the vessel departed the hangar, Revan turned on his heels and pulled out his communicator. "I need to speak with someone from COMPNOR. Have them in my office within the hour."

"Who, sir?"

"I don't care...someone competent enough to deliver a message."

"Most personnel have recently received tasking orders to accompany the Empress to Hapes. Are you sure that you don't want to wait until af--"

"Denise. I...do...not...care. One hour, Denise."

"Alright, alright - no need to get all defensive."

Revan terminated the connection instantly. He trusted Denise a lot, but there were times when the older woman got on his nerves...to a large degree.

[Layha Solo]

Layha was handed a datapad. She quickly glanced through it. It was Dene's records, data charts, ranks, medical evaluations, and so on. An eye brow raised as she passed over a court martial from several years back. "Well General I will say you have had quite the career. Mind you you are still in violation of a direct order I gave years ago. I believe I did put a stain on your military record, but because of the situation, Executor Cohean at the time voted to dismiss it. I hope something like this never happens again." she continued to flip through the file. "I called you here because I would like to discuss your position within the IR." She handed the pad back to her officer and turned to face Dene dead on. She sat and studied him for a moment. "You have grown more powerful in the ways of the Force... I since you are now at the Master level. I am not your master, but I do think it is time you seek out an apprentice and began there training." She sat back in her chair. "I among several others believe you are the most likely candidate to be a Deputy Minister for the Military. You will report to me and me alone. When I am gone you will report to the Executor. With the MoD away in the outer rim I need some one here who is continually reporting in to not only me, but the press. The people need to know what is going on. Any questions General?"

[Bryan Dugaan]

Bryan was in his office, when he got a call from the COMPNOR switchboard requesting the presence of a COMPNOR Official in the Office of Lord Centurion. Bryan replied back that he would be willing to go, since he had a sort of lag in work right now. He stood up and walked to Revan's Office. He arrived outside and then waited a moment before entering. He went up to Denise and flashed his IR-ID badge, "I'm here to talk to Lord Centurion, please."

Edited by Bryan Dugaan, 19 February 2008 - 04:39 PM.

[Revan Centurion]

"Your Excellency?"

Revan glanced to the holographic image of Denise on the corner of his desk. "Yes Denise, what is it?"

"There is a Colonel Dugaan here to speak with you. He's from the Imperial Republic Security Bureau."

Revan stood from his chair and waved his hands, opening the door to his office with the force. "Very well, you may send him in." Moving off to the rear corner of the room, Revan retrieved a medium-sized manila folder marked with red-striped tape on the edges. The tape represented little more than the fact that the document contained some manner of sensitive information. Carrying the file back to his desk, he dropped it in the center before resuming his seat in the high-back, black leather chair. Having never really met this Colonel Dugaan before, Revan knew not what to expect. Naturally...this simply meant he held absolutely no expectations. Revan found this prevented him from being severely disappointed in the wide array of personnel that seemed to perpetuate the various ranks of the Imperial Republic.

[Bryan Dugaan]

Bryan entered Revan's Office and slowly entered. He took his time in walking to Revan's desk and as he did he took in the composition of the office. It was said that you could tell a lot about someone, from the settings of their most frequent surroundings. He guessed that Revan likely spent some time here, maybe not a majority but definitely a reasonable amount of time. As Bryan approached the desk, he caught sight of a file laying on it, with the ever so familiar red tape, this could turn out interesting. He stopped near the desk and gave a respectable bow to the former executor. He then looked Revan in the eyes as he spoke, "How may I be of service, Lord Centurion?"

Edited by Bryan Dugaan, 21 February 2008 - 01:29 PM.

[Revan Centurion]

Revan motioned to one of the seats in front of his desk. "Have a seat, Colonel. I'm sure your time is precious as is mine, so I will simply get straight to the point. There are a number of structural adjustments that need to be made in the interest of streamlining our efficiency in security and intelligence operations. Since the Empress seems to need so many senior personnel to accompany her to Hapes, I'm forced to work with whatever has been left behind. Rest assured everything I'm about to dictate to you is little more than an alteration to current structure. As it stands, there is simply far too much ambiguity and confusion where the application of Imperial Republic security policies is concerned."

Pausing briefly, Revan pushed the file folder across the desk towards Colonel Dugaan. "In this file, you will find an executive authorization delineating the various changes that are to be put into effect...as soon as possible. With General Vaughn preparing to depart, my orders will simply be carried out through you." Revan rubbed his chin gently as he considered the Colonel for a moment. "IRSB departments as they presently stand...will be completely scrapped. In their place, the following departments will be instituted: Internal Affairs, Investigation, and Enforcement. The scope of IRSB's authority will remain per established edicts. In effect, IRSB will remain the guiding entity of all COMPNOR policy and Imperial Republic laws. Along with that, IRSB retains original jurisdiction over any particular matters of investigation so long as it does not conflict with the normal operations of any other branch of the government. You tracking all this so far?" Revan needed to make sure the Colonel was keeping up. Too much time was spent in some committee or discussion about the best course of action for a particular decision - such would no longer remain.

[Bryan Dugaan]

Bryan took a seat and made eye-contact with Revan and listened, "Do you wish to retain the position of Underdirector as the heads of those divisions, with the rank of Major Generals? Besides that it is perfectly understandable. Is there a certain time you want the transition to take effect? I've been working with High Councilor Treyson's Office on a Project, that affects all this, so it'll work out nicely that things are changing now. And does that mean that Military Policing is still handled by us, or are we phasing that out?"

Bryan looked at the file infront of him, this would be an interesting change in policy to say the least, especially if Hapan operations were pushed into the mix.

[Revan Centurion]

Revan thought briefly for a moment before merely shrugging his shoulders slightly. "If General Vaughn wishes to make changes to the title of the individual leading each department, that is between him and the Grand Minister. I'm only really concerning myself with the overall structure for functionality purposes. That being said, I can't see any reason to change the Underdirector position at this time. I would like for you to see to this being implemented as soon as possible. Since Grand Minister Treyson will soon be departing, you'll have to see to this in coordination with whatever member of her staff remains around."

Pausing briefly, Revan listened to the man's inquiry about the military police. Specifically, he was removing that as a specific function from IRSB for the very reason that it would be replaced by a much more...applicable means. Besides, maintaining a department of IRSB dedicated to supervising the military was pointless. Members of the military were Imperial Republic Citizens just like any other, but they did have a differing set of regulations within the military. Regulations which, somehow, never seemed to be put into stone. Yet another tasking Revan needed to give out, but his meeting with General Cognatus could wait for the moment. Then again, perhaps they did have a system in place, and he'd simply not heard of it since his return. "The military can handle their own security detail forces. However, every command in the military will have at least one IRSB liaison that exists largely to advise and intervene where absolutely necessary. Any literal arrests of military personnel will be executed by members of IRSB. So I suppose the change is somewhat minimal. However, the eventual goal is for the military to have their own set of highly trained police forces capable of performing at least somewhere near the level of IRSB. Again...as I said...IRSB maintains original jurisdiction over any police forces within the Imperial Republic. Naturally, that particular edict was put into place long ago before the High Prince's departure - the Empress and I merely want to see that maintained. Not to worry though, I will discuss all of this with the Ministry of Defense's new deputy. Any other questions, Colonel?"

[Dene Vye Cognatus]

Dene looked up and grimaced at the 'stain' remark, having shook it off he just listened in for a few moments.

"Me as the Deputy Minister?" He thought to himself, giving a small grin. "No my lady no questions what so ever." He stood at attention waiting to be dismissed.

[Layha Solo]

Layha gave him a tight grin. “Good. You will report in to the Executor. I will be leaving shortly for Hapes.” She signaled to the officer in the corner. He approached and bowed low. “You are dismissed Deputy Minister. Officer please bring Tavria Treyson to me. Her ship has just landed on the lower level platforms.” The officer bowed again and left the Throne Room.

[Rhowen Vas'tar]

Rhowen had been busy all morning getting a small entourage of ships ready to leave for Hapes. She was about to board her own vessel when Seylin Vaughn approached with two IRSB officers behind him. "Ms. Vas'tar," Rhowen turned and looked him up and down in one swiping glance. "Vaughn." He looked about at all the ships. "Looks like Layha is taking a small battle fleet to Hapes." Rhowen shrugged. "Its what she wants. Now why are you here?" Her eyes were as black as coal. Vaughn smiled slightly. "Always the serious one aren't we Rhowen. I am here because I was told to be here. Her majesty wants me and a crew of my best men to join the 'entourage'. We have our own equipment that needs to be loaded." Rhowen jumped down off the ramp. "My ships are already at full capacity. You'll have to get your own ship ready gentlemen. I don't have time." She didn't leave room to argue and pushed passed Vaughn. Vaughn grabbed her elbow. "Just because things didn't work out between us doesn't mean you have to be rude to me or my men." Rhowen glared at him. "This has nothing to do with you or me. Do me a favor and get off that high pedestal your sitting on. Look around you, I have at least ten ships to prepare and I wasn't given a lot of time. So let go of my arm and get your own damn ship." Vaughn let her go and Rhowen walked away and into the shipping house. She checked her chronometer.... she was running out of time.

[Rian Kats]

Rian had been souring over reports when he got the news of Vaughn's departure. He immediately got a speeder bike ready and took off for the palace. After passing security he was directed to the hangar bay where the Empress ship was housed. Rian entered and immediately caught sight of Vaughn. "Vaughn!" he jogged over to the man. "Hey man I just got word. Did Layha see the message?" Vaughn grabbed a box of nutri bars and loaded them into a cargo department of IRSB issued ship. "Yes she did and as soon as she saw it she ordered me to go with her to Hapes."
"And your leaving me here?" Vaughn nodded. "Apparently the Empress is making a ton of changes. Centurion is Executor again and as I was leaving the Throne Room she was giving a General a promotion. You need to report in to Centurion and see what he plans on doing with our departments." Vaughn came over to Rian. "Kats you know you are my right hand man... i trust whatever decision you make. Keep me posted on the changes will you?" Rian nodded. "Yeah sure boss." Vaughn smiled and begun lifting boxes again. Rian backed away then turned and re entered the palace. He turned his footsteps to the Executor wing of the palace. Centurion hadn't been Executor in awhile, but that was the best place for Rian to start.

[Bryan Dugaan]

Bryan shook his head in the negative, "No sir, that is all the questions I had. Is that all you needed, or is there anything else I can do for you? I'll have these orders published and distributed among the respective officers."

[Tavria Treyson]

A few minutes later the door to the Throne Room opened and Tavria walked inside and nodded to Layha. She looked around at all the chairs and wondered if there was a special meeting that she didn't get an invite to, or if it was some boring meeting on something less than appealing. Tavria had arrived in her entourage of ships, that she still had left over from her days as the Second Executor, now that she thought about it, she still had the same offices, since there was no more Second Executor after herself, so she just kind of took them for herself and never gave them back. Tavria smiled at Layha, "What can I be of assistance with today, my dear friend?"

[Revan Centurion]

Revan shook his head. "No, that will be all Colonel. Be sure to let Lieutenant General Kats know when you next see him." Revan waited for the Colonel to leave his office before pushing the call button near the corner of his desk. "Denise, General Cognatus should presently be in the palace. I need to speak with him as soon as possible."

"As you wish, Your Excellency."

Revan turned his attention to the terminal on his desk and immediate began pulling up the orders that had been composed for the Imperial Republic Military. Unlike the draft of structure changes for the IRSB, the military would receive very little in the way of alterations. Realistically, nothing was being changed merely expanded in certain areas. Having been privy to one too many useless 'discussions' between IRSB and military personnel, Revan was looking forward to having the situation put to rest...finally.

[Layha Solo]

Layha gave Tavria a slight smile. "I am glad you made it safely from Naboo. I am sure you are quite tired from you travels, but I need you to come to Hapes with me. You are from nobility and I will need your support. I am sure you have been keeping up to speed with the current situation from Hapes." Layha motioned for an IRSB officer to approach with the message from Vaughn. She handed it to Tavria. The code read “Layha, you know I am a strong willed person and would not be contacting you unless it was extremely urgent. I am afraid the life of myself and my children are in danger. Your Aunt Caralon has gone too far and is now claiming that I am a threat and a traitor to the Hapan Throne. It may all ready be too late for me, but please you must save the life of my children. That is all I ask of you and you Empire, save the twins.” "As you can see the situation has gone from bad to worse and I can only imagine what else the crazy woman is thinking up." A commotion came from Layha's right, it was Garth. He shifted in his chair and made a grumbling noise that came from deep inside of him. "Your majesty is running close on time. May I remind you we still have the COMPNOR situation to deal with." Layha nodded. "Awe yes, Tavria I know you have been moved around from place to place.. first the 2nd executor position to the Supreme Chancellor..." Layha sighed. "Things are forever changing my dear Tavria. But this time, my council has advised me to give you a position where when the High Prince returns can still be yours, and its right up your alley. The first Executor and Grand Minister of COMPNOR was one in the same... I held both positions at the time. With my adjustments to the IR I have clearly separated the two. With your cousins return to position of Executor, I still need a Grand Minister. You have been suggested, or shall I say highly recommended for the job. I am assigning you to the position. If you oppose it, please let me know now so I can continue to look for a candidate."

[Tavria Treyson]

Tavria nodded as she listened to the message. She heard Layha's offer about Hapes and then about another job and thought a moment before answering, "I had figured as much. That's why I had my staff pack my cruisers for a trip to Hapes. I've been monitoring the situation quite closely, I have to recommend that we quietly kill your aunt slowy, possibly from poison. But as always, the final call is yours. Now after soliciting my advice on the situation which would have been improper of me if I had been the Grand Minister, can now accept the role of Grand Minister of COMPNOR. I forsee great things happening within COMPNOR."

[Dene Vye Cognatus]

"General, Executor Centurion wishes to see you." His aide motioned for his attention. "Thank you Benson, ill head there." He gave a small smile and walked off down into the halls.

"I need to report to the Admiral, I hope he trusts the Empress' decisions." He smirked to himself.

Walking a little longer he made a slight left down another hall, walking into the office of the Executor.

"Please let the Executor know that I am here." Dene took a seat and waited.

[Revan Centurion]

Denise smiled at the General and motioned towards the door. "You can go ahead, General. The Executor is already expecting you." As a simple courtesy, Denise pressed the call button on her desk to notify Revan. "General Cognatus is here to see you, sir. I'm sending him in."

Revan, already on his feet grabbing another file, did not bother to respond. Denise was efficient...maybe too efficient sometimes. After collecting the file he was looking for, Revan returned to his desk, placing the file squarely in the middle. Leaning back slightly, Revan waited patiently - aware of the fact that he still had one more meeting to conduct after this one had concluded.

[Dene Vye Cognatus]

Walking in into the Executors office, he gave a slight bow.

"It seems we meet again on a different playing field Revan." He grinned. "What can I do for you?"

[Revan Centurion]

Revan smirked slightly in response to Dene's comment. "It's good to see you again Dene. Sorry neither of us have much time to reminisce, so I'll make this as concise as possible. First, congratulations on your appointment as Deputy Minister of Defense." Layha had asked him who he thought would do best, and Revan's decision could not have been any easier to make. Besides, General Cognatus had put his life on the line for the Imperial Republic more times than most likely cared to count. "You recall the whole military police issue of the past, I'm sure? As of about ten minutes ago, it's no longer a division of IRSB. General policing of military personnel and enforcement of military protocols will be handled completely in house by yourself and Admiral OVERMIND. That being said, IRSB does still retain original jurisdiction over any matters of enforcement that involve edicts of COMPNOR. Anything passed by the Throne, will, obviously, be handled by whatever agency is tasked to do such. This should remove any tendency towards confusion on who has authority in matters concerning military personnel."

Revan paused only long enough to slide the file across his desk towards Dene. Within it was a brief description of the changes along with an authorization for General Cognatus to approve or dismiss liaison appointments within IRSB at any time. However, any such changes would require the action to be upheld by a super majority vote of the Galactic Security Council within seven working days. In effect, it was the military's check over IRSB Agents that...took things too far. Additionally, military affairs would not cross with Security and Intelligence investigations unless in accordance with edicts established by the Galactic Security Council. The Council itself...to consist of the Grand Minister of COMPNOR, Director of IRSB, Minister of Defense, Deputy Minister of Defense, and Director of Intelligence. "Full documentation on the Galactic Security Council is forthcoming, but I fully expect it to be operational within the next month or so. It's institution is designed to compliment procedures and regulations already in practice. With regard to IRSB liaisons embedded within military units, their role is to advise and observe...only. So long as your people stay within the bounds of Imperial Republic law, no interventions should occur. However, if they do occur, all investigations and detainments will be sent to your office in a formal notification. If the action is not upheld by the Galactic Security Council, the investigation will be suspended and the detainee released." Allowing silence to settle over the room, Revan leaned back in his seat. "Again...this is mostly just a rough, working plan. Specifics will be worked out in the coming weeks. Now, obviously three of the five mentioned members are not going to be around soon. It shouldn't be much of an issue. Working remotely is not exactly difficult. If necessary, they can appoint a representative to vote in their stead, but I don't exactly...recommend that course of action."

Realizing he had just rattled off a large deal of information...information which was all in the document, Revan fell silent, allowing the General to ask any question he may have.

[Bryan Dugaan]

Bryan walked out of the Executor's office and was making his way back to where he needed to go, when he saw Lt. General Kats heading in his direction for the Executor's Office. Bryan stopped and saluted the General, "Sir, the Executor has ordered a restructuring of IRSB, he has provided me with the new layout as he intends it, and wanted me to inform you of it. He wants it implemented immediately."

[Dene Vye Cognatus]

((OOC: Hey man, you are aware that Military Police was actually a division me and OM started to govern and enforce the military laws, it was part of the DoD not IRSB))

"Thank you, it was a bit shocking for me to be honest, one with such a.. "stained" record such as I getting a promotion was quite a shock." Dene gave a crooked grin at Revan. Dene took another minute to consume what Revan had told him, along with the reading the document. Giving a slight chuckle. "Oh yes, the IRSB and its 'authority' over the military, that was quite a difficult time for us, but we won't get into this." Taking another minute to read over.

"Revan, I do see where your going with this but it does bring up many questions and bad memories of the past." Dene gave Revan an odd look before continuing. "Firstly, this document only seems to cover that COMPNOR holds a power in the military, which should not be, the IRSB if to be appointed into the military, they will be dictated by the military laws and protocols in which all military personnel are required to follow." Dene looked over again. "Another thing is that, IRSB has no power, never has had any power in the military, as dictated by High Prince Stratus and enforced by Grand Admiral OVERMIND."

"I concur that the IRSB should be able to enforce Imperial laws, do not get me wrong, I do feel however that IRSB at most can only observe but not enforce military cases, unless the Admiral or myself concur and allow COMPNOR to enforce it, in which I recall was the original plan before all these mindless fights between both powers." He smirked.

"This Galactic Security council sounds like a good idea, however this brings up the some questions, such as conflicts of operation between the military and the IRSB, we police the systems, sectors of the Republic, and the IRSB handles planetary security, at most." Dene sits back in his chair, looking at Revan.

[Revan Centurion]

((Jim very clearly made the MP a direct division of IRSB. I know because I've seen the discussion as he told me personally numerous times. Either way, it's irrelevant as it's being changed and Jim isn't presently here ))

Revan smirked slightly at Dene's response. It was...what he had expected, more or less. "I never said anything about IRSB enforcing military protocols. However, there seems to be a serious disconnect in awareness among certain...ranking members of the military about what laws supersede the others. Regardless of their status as active duty military, all members of the military are Imperial Republic citizens first and foremost. As such, they are bound by the laws and statutes erected by the very same government. COMPNOR, by order of the Throne, has and will continue to be the driving force behind Imperial Republic laws...laws that effect all areas of the Imperial Republic. The Imperial Republic Security Bureau is not responsible for planetary security. We have local and subsidiary organizations for that. The role of IRSB is, as I've stated, to enforce the laws and statutes of COMPNOR and thus the Imperial Republic."

Pausing for a moment, Revan could think of only one way to make his statements expressly clear to the General. "High Prince Stratus is entitled to running the Imperial Republic as he sees fit...when he returns. The High Prince also mandated that there would be a Senate to represent the people. The High Prince said and did a lot of things, but he is not here right now, is he? I've no doubt that when he returns, there will be a few policy changes here and there. That all being said, I think you have a large misconception about what IRSB's duties are. Specifically, they hold no 'power' over anyone. In fact, they only become involved in the affairs of others if it's in the best interest of the Imperial Republic and some law or protocol has been broken. Their ability to reach any organization is a power that has existed within their walls for years now, whether you want to admit it or not."

Allowing a brief smile to cross his features, Revan nods his head slightly. "So you see, our thoughts are the same. I do not want IRSB getting their hands inside purely military cases anymore than you do. The problem remains that if someone is violating a military law - chances are they are violating a law of the Imperial Republic as well. As such, IRSB retains original jurisdiction over any matters of enforcement simply to ensure compliance with standards set forth by the Throne. Either way, it should not really matter. The idea here is to increase cooperation between the two branches. These liaisons are there to assist military commanders in making the right decision such that...further intervention is not necessary. The military...in its true design is not a policing force. If that's what you want to be, let me know, and I'm sure we can adjust your funding to match those needs. Your duty is to protect the Imperial Republic against all enemies foreign and domestic if called upon to do so. I don't see serving warrants and leading investigations as part of that duty, personally."

Glancing towards the chronograph sitting at the corner of his desk, Revan realized he would seen need to entertain his next appointment. Shifting his gaze back to Dene, he nodded with a subtle air of finality. "In the end of the day, General, it only matters what Her Majesty decides to do. Obviously this is a discussion that has been had many times in the past, but I'm telling you right now that the whole 'Well, the High Prince said this...' argument holds no weight with me. I'm executing the policies and directives of my superior, yourself and Grand Admiral OVERMIND should keep in mind that your primary job is to do the same. That being said, I'm more than happy to listen to any constructive alternatives you may have to the situation." Revan fell silent for a brief moment before glancing at his terminal. "We have tried the whole mass meeting route before, and that obviously did not work. Given that reason, we're moving past pointless debates and arguments that will never satisfy all parties. COMPNOR is the government of the Imperial Republic. COMPNOR governs the entirety of the Imperial Republic for a reason. It is their job to pass policy and enforce it, not the military's, and I hope you and Admiral OVERMIND learn to accept that. If you don't want IRSB to have to become involved, then ensure you are keeping your people in line." Revan smirked a little before continuing on. "That is the only way to satisfy all parties, Dene. Anything else you'd like to address?"