h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Looks puzzled at the corsec, although seems distant*

Why? Whats the point?

Ambassador we can't allow you to kill yourself.. would it not be easyer to let us take you into custody...
**realises he would probably be executed anyway**
or leave coruscant?

*Shakes head*

You seem to forget senator that Kamino will merely become a republic planet either way.. yet the people of Kamino will not be lap dogs.. nor will I.. There should be an army on Hoth within a few weeks..... i doubt they will offer resistance

[Naboo] If your going to kill yourself then do so... i dont have all day... but i shall tell the Chancellor of your army on Hoth... that is if he dosnt already know

[CorSec] Ambassador, killing yourself gains nothing...

[Naboo] silence Man!

*Smiles knowingly*

He already knows Ma'am... and soon he will know you funded it *Laughs* your practically killing you own men senator..

*Sighs*

~~Peace be with you Anoon... i dont fear death... i just fear losing you and everything we had... what i wouldnt give to have you here with me now.. at the end.... *pauses and theres a breif wave of emotion*....im sorry~~

*The Blade slices ma'rols belly open and ma'rol quickly severs his own head. It rolls off next to him with a serene look in its eyes. The body remains knelt proudly, the blade gripped tightly in the fist turning the knuckles a blanced white. The blood from his neck doesnt spray due to the sabre cut, but seeps slowly into his robes, turning them a deep crimson*

<*Pulls on hat, throws coat over one shoulder, looks around with a smiles, and leaves*>

< Damn...>

*Naboo looks dissaprovingly at the corpse*
*sends a communication to tipoca*

*Od'sseus enters flanked by castellans. One of them whispers in Od'sseus' ear and he turns to a nearby corsec officer*

O: My father asked that the remains of the five castellans murdered in the senate be collected ready for him. I intend to collect them on his behalf please fetch them

*The CorSec officer leaves*

*Od'sseus puts a hand firmly on his sabre hilt, ready to draw. The castellans have there hands there naturally, coming from the various attacks they fended off in ma'rols service*

[Naboo] Please there is no need to be on the defensive, we are no threat to you...

O: Then you'll with draw your declaration of war..until that time i see nothing but enemies around here who have no desire to let men live. If it must then let the galaxy burn

*Points to ma'rols corpse*

He would rather die then watch that happen

[Naboo] It is not our decleration of war... but we shall oppose Kellin if he presses the case, i see no reason for war... Ma'rols death was... uncalled for

O: Was it? Or do you need death on your doorstep until you lift the veil from your clouded eyes? six men are dead.. had they been from the republic they would of had families.. friends. Be thankful there deaths affect only a few..

[Naboo] and what of the Ambassador's family and friends... surely his sacrafice would have been better had it been advoided

O: You are looking at his family *waves to castellans* and his friends are here to take him home.. he leaves two sons, and a wife bearing his unborn child... he did it so we dont end up dead one day because of imperialists like kellin

[Naboo] Then take him home so those who care can say fairwell... its no good standing here and arguing, I will have the others you mentioned brought to the landing bay

*The castellans form up around the body, raise it and carry it off, three castellans each side with the body on the shoulders. The two remaining castellans grab his head and his sabre, and the procession leaves, od'sseus following behind*