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Post by TitusPellaeon on Jan 5, 2018 15:06:29 GMT
It was little more than an hour after their initial meeting regarding the offensive against Zsinj that Titus had sent the Commodore an update. He'd not left the Gravitas yet, opting to remain in the command shuttle he'd arrived with in the hangar and doing what he could from there. The data was already transferred, though a number of factors were still pending inbound reports. For now, he waited in one of the cruiser's smaller conference rooms, staring out of the small viewport with gloved hands clasped behind his back. Given the angle, he looked precisely like an Imperial officer, his Republic insignia's blocked by the position of his body. An odd sight, on a Republic cruiser, no doubt.
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Post by seras on Jan 6, 2018 18:12:35 GMT
Comms chirped up, Aleena had roughly a thousand places to be at more or less the same time and so this was the best she could offer. "I've sent out a courier with the request to the Jedi. I am also forwarding our intel on the Iron Fist's movements and resupply fleets." What followed was a massive data dump, details some only a few days old, on the Iron Fists movements. One thing could be picked out of the massive pile of data: Zsinj was stretched thin with the massive sweep of territory he'd picked up between himself and the First Order. A lot of mostly empty territory and not near enough ships to properly patrol it. The Iron Fist was making special appearances all over the place to put out fires before they could begin.
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Post by TitusPellaeon on Jan 6, 2018 18:37:15 GMT
The alert from his datapad piques his interest and he regarded the response and the large amount of data encoded within. His response came a few moments later before he settled into the conference room to verify the data further.
"I shall be aboard the Gravitas for another two hours before I return to the Defiant, Commodore. If you wish to convene in person once more, you know where to find me. At your convenience," he offered, adding the room location aboard the Gravitas before delving into the work. But, not before brewing a fresh pot of tea.
He wasn't a heathen, after all.
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