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Caleb, rebuked by the Chancellor's response simply shakes his head no. 

Caleb then turns to the newly named ambassador, a little taken aback by his change in attitude.  One minute he is curt and all business, the next he is laughing about this burden put upon him...well all of us really.  Uh yeah Ambassador this will be a grand time 

Assuming we don't get ourselves killed Caleb thought to himself

Tarchit nods to the young Jedi, looking as if he accepted his offer without saying directly so. You didnt need to be a Jedi to feel the risen irradiation from the Jedi Masters around, and the Chancellor still hadn't answered, so he decided to just move on then. "Sir, is there anything else for us, or should we get on with the mission?"

Caleb doesn't understand any significance to what Berratol and Tarchit are saying with a jedi ambassador, wasn't that already assumed? oh well.  Caleb waits with the others, for the Chancellor to respond, failing at completely hiding his anxiety.

Caleb exits and heads to a speeder with the guard.  Yeah if I could head back to my bunk and get my gear.  I reckon I'll meet you all at the hangar

Caleb goes back to collect his gear, checks over his weapons and heads to the hangar.

Caleb looks over the equipment selected for them to make sure it is functional and there isn't any damage they will later be blamed for.  I see we got a droid to do the talking for Ambassador Tarchit here so we can all understand, but I've been thinking maybe something else ya know in case the droid ain't with us or something.  Maybe a vox-box or some kind of thing like that would help.  I don't know just thinking I've seen em before and they can be useful.

Caleb looks around for any datapads with the information he requested.  Not finding any he turns to the nearest person Pardon me but I was hoping to find some information regarding the fauna, terrain and culture of our destination to study in hyperspace, know where I can find it?

Caleb turns to Ambassador Tarchit and Jedi-Ambassador Berratol, Well Ambassadors I'm fixin we should be prepared for everything, we can chat more on board but I'm a decent shot with these here weapons, he motions towards his pistol and rifle and I ain't a bad pilot and can repair some basic mechanical issues.  Ambassador Tarchit I'm guessing you're good at making sure you're the last one standing.  Master Berratol if your parlor trick from before was just that I think you can handle yourself no matter the problem. 

Caleb continues to inspect the gear while conversing with the others. 

Berratol waited to follow Tarchit out, a sign of respect for his new boss. When offered to return to his quarters he declined and in a voice that sounded as if he where quoting said, "I only have need of my lightsabers for protection, robes for warmth, and a few credits for food. A Jedi needs nothing else." The guard seemed to think that something was wrong with Berratol, but seemed to get the message and left Berratol at a corridor to the hanger while he continued escorting the others to the hanger. Since the others had returned to their rooms Berratol arrived in the hanger well before them and found a well light hanger, bustling with activity. Most of the crew where busy readying the ship that Berratol saw. A sergeant approached him and asked for any special requisitions, Only a suit of Light Armor form the Jedi Academy. Berratol had used republic armor before, but he always found it bulky and un-elegant. When he wore Jedi armor, he could feel the craftsman ship that went into it, the millennium of tradition and sometimes centuries of experience of the armor-smith. Even the plainest of Jedi armor was more beautiful yet functional then the best of the Republic's armor. And the Jedi's ceremonial pieces? They where truly works of art worthy of a museum, yet still complexly functional as armor. The quatermaster looked at Berratol and was a bit taken aback about the request, I will submit a request to the Academy for long term armor, but I can't guarantee it. I am sure you will do all you can, Thank you.
When the solider, and ambassador arrived form their rooms Berratol moved his hovering pacing near them but didn't speak. There would be time for that on the ship and the sergeant seemed to be flustered by the power of the people he had just met, and impressed by the "Ambassador" and himself. Although I assume for the Wookie impressing people is par, and as for Jedi, I could kill most people in here with a simple thought. I guess that would impress some. When Caleb spoke Berratol was glad the solider had addressed him as Ambassador, it would help cement the idea in the minds of others. Berratol laughed to the comment about parlor tricks, Oh, it was just a parlor trick, and you won't believe some of the crazy things I can do. He couldn't manage to suppress a smile, it was true after all. Well I have everything I need and so does the Ambassador,  what about you sergeant?

I'm sure the pilot can inform us of the travel time once he arrives. I can't imagine they would send out a diplomatic envoy with out at least a small entourage of pilot and a few security guards. Berratol refrained form saying that with the desperation of the situation the Chancellor seemed to hint at there might not be enough men to send a entourage.Sleep does sound good though.  Tell me if you find anything interesting in that report. With that Berratol sits down next to Caleb and shuts his eyes entering a shallow state of Meditation.

The ground crew begins packing valuables and supplies into the frigate. They move quickly, especially so what with the watchful eye of their supervisor present. Fueling and maintenance crew begin locking down hatches and packing away their equipment. This ship itself, despite its shining exterior and lack of prior action, is the perfect example of a well cared for Republic frigate. On its hull in bright white and unscuffed paint reads 'Liberty Exetus'.

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It doesn't take long for the ground crews to finish their work and remove themselves as the marshals, wearing orange vests and carrying glowing yellow wands, to settle into place. From their positions in front of the ship its clear to those aboard that they are checking with the control operators for clearance.

When the last of the gear arrived Berratol was fast about getting on the ship, he was never found of the down time in between places and wanted to get the mission moving as quickly as possible. Berratol found his rooms quickly enough, but with no possessions to leave in them, he left it quickly. Bedrooms where for sleeping or meditating and he wasn't doing either at the moment. When went to the ships lounge expecting to find the others there. Although the Republic could only send a rag tag group as their Ambassadors they at least still had the money to make them look like a real delegation. I guess we are a Delegation, if not a traditional one.
When the  Lieutenant  and Sergeants walked into the room he stood to greet them. He hoped they had the mettle for the mission. Berratol had seen soldiers, and even Jedi, balk at the reality of war; and a security team not capable of doing its job was a complication and an embarrassment. Berratol wasn't sure how much they had been briefed on and was not a fan of leading men into they know not what. I assume that although this is a "Diplomatic" mission you are aware that the primary mission is anti-terrorism operations? Berratol nodded to the Lieutenant's reply. When Caleb began to read Berratol took the time to excuse himself. Once you and the Ambassador are finished with that, could you bring it by my quarters, I will be resting there?