1876, Separate Plans (My child has influenza B and has been running a fever. I haven't had time to write these past two days... I'll make it up later.)
Mandalore star sector, outer orbit of Akiva, bridge of the Infinite Super Carrier.
"General Tann, intelligence from the Military Intelligence Department." An intelligence officer approached and handed a document to Sefrans-Tann.
Tann used her Omni-tool to open the encrypted data disk. After reading it for a while, she frowned deeply. "The volume of black-market weapons trading on Mandalore and in the surrounding star sectors has risen abnormally? It seems Pre Vizsla is expanding his forces and preparing for war."
"Expanding his forces and preparing for war? Hehehehe..." A seductive laugh came from beside her. Darth Lilim, standing on the other side, said, "On that Mandalore that was disarmed long ago? How much can he really prepare? And where would he get the money?"
Sefrans-Tann snorted coldly as well. "The more he reorganizes his forces and prepares for war, the more opportunities Jango Fett will have. Have another patrol circle near Mandalore tomorrow. Let Pre Vizsla know that our military presence is always threatening him."
"He's already at the end of his rope. Death Watch can never gain recognition. Perhaps he's the only one left in the entire Milky Way Galaxy who still thinks he's popular." Darth Lilim licked her lips and swayed over with her slim waist. "I can't wait to cut off his head and offer it to our master."
"If Pre Vizsla is acting alone, then Mandalore planet's chaos may finally come to an end. But just as our master fears, things may not be so simple. If someone is truly manipulating Pre Vizsla from behind the scenes, then Mandalore planet's chaos may only just be beginning," Sefrans-Tann said