Tepe frowned and looked at Charna.
"You need to stop using that on me. My feelings are none of your business. You should know that by now" he said and let out a groan.
"You are not my oracle. I know exactly what is going on. That is why I want to end this war. I don't need any more responsibility over the Galaxy. If the Galactic alliance starts to crumble, we'll need to either let go of planets or increase funding for the military. But that is not why you have been summoned. We still need Kaoin before we can start" he said and looked over at the door where the Grand Admiral and Grand General stood quietly, waiting to be called in. Tepe nodded to them and the two officers walked in, bowing as they reached the desk. The Sith Lord pressed a single button and four chairs were lowered from the roof.
"Take a seat. Colonel, please call Cylia in. And tell the guards to escort the prisoner to the dungeon" he said and the Colonel nodded, contacting the Dominion Guards who informed Cylia of Tepe's wish to see her as well as to gang up on the jedi so they could drag him into a hidden dungeon below the palace after a few hits with the stock of their rifles to make him pass out. The Lord raised up a small holopad that showed some of the problems he was facing currently. They included the bad shape of their fleets, the situation with the Galactic Alliance as well as the Sith Hunters that had been hiding for a while now. They would get to each point sooner or later. They would start with Cylia while waiting for Kaoin to arrive, even if he would be quite late. Tepe grew tired of his attitude. He knew quite well that by giving the order to the Colonel, Kaoin's guards would take care of him, yet he had no reason for it yet. He was a good General, even if he was a rutheless one towards the civilian population
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan