[Solved] The Lothal Sunset

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The destabilization of Mon Cala had spread to the edges of the sector, and had reached as far as Lothal. Trusting the adamant support of Lothal, New Republic officials and security forces had been reallocated to other Outer Rim systems deemed more in need. Lothal had taken big strides towards establishing fully independent governmental departments, true to New Republic ideals. Or so they thought.

Lothal Defense Systems was a local privately owned security force that has been struggling to establish an interstellar defense grid across the Lothal sector. With several unanswered inquiries for personnel, and technology to the New Republic, the LDS was growing weary to put it mildly.

Lothal Defense Systems Headquarters

The tension in the room was palpable. The expression on the guard's resembled surprise, or more accurately, disbelief. Only the hum of the consoles, and the careful smirk of the deputy director broke the tension. It had been a long time since Imperials had been so warmly welcomed on Lothal.

“Welcome to Lothal, Colonel” The smirk on the deputy director stayed, as if painted on. “I’ve been looking forward to our meeting.” The colonel signaled to the troopers to stay in place at the entrance, and walked up to the deputy’s desk. At his side was a nervous-looking Mon Calamari, seemingly more interested in his datapad than anything else.

“Thank you Director. I understand you’ve been briefed? That should save us some time.” The deputy director nodded, and turned to her guards. “You can leave the room now.” It took a few seconds to sink in. The guards were clearly not in agreement with the latest turn of events.

As soon as the colonel, the Mon Calamari and the director had the room to themselves, the colonel looked down and continued. “We have brought the personnel and the tech you've requested.” The director smiled, while the colonel looked directly at her. “We’ve adjusted our plans slightly. All long range communications are disabled immediately. We need all clearance codes to the defense grid, and your personal authorization to move the ships into Lothal’s orbit.” The director's smile had faded back to the initial smirk. She nodded, and turned to her console. Flicked a few buttons, and looked at the Mon Calamari. “Comms are disabled. You should have access to the grid now.” The colonel nodded to the Mon Calamari. He had what he needed, and he left the room, while adjusting approach vectors for capital ships on his datapad.

The sun had begun setting, and the colonel and the director walked to the back window of the office. The colonel seemed less tense. He turned from the window, facing the director. “Let us hope that the dawn will inspire the people to embrace the new Lothal.”

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The time has come.