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Post by Alex_xr on Jun 25, 2011 0:53:02 GMT -5
A Log of Imperial happenings throughout the Galaxy but is not confined to a particular location.
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 26, 2011 9:59:20 GMT -5
Moff Fiett clasped his hands together and squeezed them in nervous anticipation. This wasn't good. The higher up's had been watching his family and openly declared investigations into a lot of them in any positions of power, himself included. He knew this would happen, but for some reason it still managed to take him by surprise. In either case his recruitment network for his uncle was up and running. Soldiers who openly voiced sentiments agreeing with Staziacks actions were quietly pulled aside and subtly presented with the oppotunity to "Contribute" to the admirals war effort.
Then for whatever reason they were transfered out of their current units and into newly formed garrisons labelled on paper as new "mobile security brigades". Which in reality would never arrive to their new postings and would simply vanish. In addition anyone with a military history or convicted of minor criminal offences and was serving time within the prison system was quietly offered a chance at their freedom if they opted to serve under the renegade admiral. As were a lot of former servicemen who had been given a dishonourable discharge, offered a chance to re-enlist.
Thus far almost five thousand men had agreed to fight for Staziack, whatever their person reasons may be for signing up with a renegade and wanted war criminal. Which was a good start, Fiett was hoping for a total number of thirty thousand by the end of the season. When such time occured he had decided that he would consider his debt to his uncle repaid and shut down the operation before he found himself getting caught.
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Post by Alex_xr on Sept 22, 2011 16:27:30 GMT -5
Moff Fiett would note that a knock on his offices door and then it opening shortly after. Intelligence officer Sehestedt smirked at the man and held up a glowing badge marking him as a official not to be trifled with.
" Moff Fiett as you are surely aware your uncle is up to no good. And as such I am here to find out everything about you and your dealings. Your computers will be locked and searched as of this moment. You will be escorted to your estate where you will be placed under house arrest by men under me. All troop movements and other orders made by you, from now on must go through me or one of my underlings before being instated. "
He looked at the man waiting for him to express his outrage.
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