The girl whom was seated behind the desk in the office, had suddenly changed. The emotions and thoughts written all over her face had vanished, only to be replaced by a cool and objective nonchalance. Tiberian could only smile softly at the face that he was seeing. While one couldn't just stop feeling things, they could easily change their composure or demeanor. A Jedi was renown for their objectivity, it was one of the many things that he admired about the corrupt and biased organization. That was all religious groups though, there was always some sort of biased thought. Placing his saber horizonally on the desk in front of him, he would fold his legs up so that he was seated in a meditative posture.<br/><br/>From the beginning he knew she wanted answers, she wanted to ask questions. She wanted to know his intent and he didn't really care all that much about what her intent was. He was confident that he could escape from here if he were to reveal the wrong thing at the wrong time. He wasn't evil, though he generally believed that life was inherently evil on its own. In order for one person to live, while it may not be direct, they needed the lives of others in order to continue living themselves.<br/><br/>When she seemed to suddenly smile when he had said that Je'daii code, he arched a brow slightly. So it seemed that there were at least some Jedi that knew of the origins of the Jedi Order and the first Dark Jedi. It was written down that knowledge was very hard to come by during the waning years of the Galactic Republic, some articles even saying it was lost. It was definitely something interesting to hear that she was fond of the code which further informed him that she actually did hear of it before. Perhaps she rather live by this one, rather than the Jedi Code?<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFBF">"This <span style="font-style: italic">world</span> and <span style="font-style: italic">my world</span> which I originated, are fundamentally different. However, I will have to say yes. The universe you are living in, that we are living in, was an entertainment platform and even a franchise. One of my favorites,"</span>clearly if the world had treated him better, he'd probably be a bit more of a fanboy. However as things turned out, it just seemed to be darker and scarier. Of course, his expression appeared more mellow than anything despite the thoughts which raised through his head. Death, destruction, betrayal. The outlook of the war was so bleak, both sides have committed atrocities, one just darker than the other.<span style="color: #40FFBF">"Sadly, I don't think you had any screen time,"</span>Tib would give a soft chuckle, a truthful joke.<br/><br/>As she recognized that the butterfly effect was a thing, he nodded slightly as she asked about how Palpatine could be the only one who could put an end to the Jedi should he survive.<span style="color: #00FFBF">"In times of war the Supreme Chancellor can initiate Order 66, an order which states that all Jedi are acting against the interest of the Republic, and all Clone Troopers would be forced to comply due to their inhibitor chips."</span>He would inform her, meaning that if they could remove Palpatine, they could very well make it so that he couldn't immediately have the Jedi removed.<span style="color: #40FFBF">"If the right factors were to line up, various things could happen. The Republic could continue to exist, but the atrocities by both the Republic and CIS will remain. The damage has been done, some systems won't rejoin, or will try to remain independent. The Republic and the CIS senates are toxic, blood thirsty. Someone else needs to step in and take control."</span><br/><br/>Tiberian knew very well that if they were to remove the Supreme Chancellor and his supporters, also being the Vice Chancellor, Tarkin would remain a threat. It had been theorized that he would start his own Empire, using his own form of the Death Stars against a rebuilding galaxy to vey for power.<br/><br/>Asking about Dooku, he'd let out a slight huff of air.<span style="color: #00FFBF">"At most he'd be someone we could use. The nature of Sith is betrayal, and all he wants to be is a general of an army of Sith Warriors. He's very ambitious, but if he knew his Master is planning on betraying for a new apprentice, we could use this ambition against Palpatine."</span>Tib would state with a slight smirk across his lips as he spoke. Sith scheme, but he didn't sound like a Sith. His tone was of a businessman, an artist, an opportunist. He could pit two sith against one another, temporarily disrupt Palpatine's ambition. However this would definitely raise flags, set a path in motion.<br/><br/>As she knew that the Jedi and the Republic were becoming to close, almost indistinguishably so, he would nod slightly.<span style="color: #00FFBF">"A Guarantee the Independence of the Confederate of Independent Systems would logically end the War... However, the majority won't accept this coming from the Republic. The best way to do this would be to reform the Republic into a different Government, so I propose a Libertarian Empire. An Empire where its Emperor or Empress, ruling council and the imperial senate protect the freedom of choice, voluntary association and individual judgment of its citizens. To protect the security and autonomy of its people, for its people. The reason why the separatist faction formed was because of the unreasonable tariffs the Republic placed on their goods, on top of many other things..."</span><br/><br/>She wanted to know more about him, did she want to know about his previous life? One which was filled with betrays and misgivings? He would smile soft still as she asked to get to know him. She knew that trust wasn't something either of them could freely give to one another. His proposal may look like a power grab, it sounded like something that an idealist would spout. For this to work on a large scale would mean a lot of work, but he had the map of Palpatine's Empire. He just had to change it to fix everything.<br/><br/><span style="color: #00FFBF">"Hmmm... To know about me, there isn't much."</span>Tiberian used a Yoda impression-like voice as he spoke the first line before going back to using his regular voice.<span style="color: #00FFBF">"I've lived in the under city for a long time. Since was <span style="font-style: italic">reborn</span>. After the Deaths of my parents, I went out of my way to survive in a crime infested city, did whatever I could until I could acquire a ship, but the hyperdrive has a limited amount of jumps, so I only have a one way trip out of the solar system."</span>Scratching the back of his neck slightly.<span style="color: #00FFBF">"But my focusing crystal of choice is a Barab Ingot,"</span>He reached over and turned on his saber. A thin, blade like beam of transparent green energy would emerge from the weapon. It looked like green transparent fire, even hotter than a normal saber. He then turned it off rather quickly to avoid damaging the desk.