The formalities still raged on after the meeting had ended, the arguments over the exact leadership of fleets and meaningless terittorial claims. Aeron Kyral, commadore of the Mandalorian battlefleet, mused over the happenings no job for me so far... although Mandalorians of significance were being placed into commands in the GFFA fleets. He wasn't exactly sure what he should do. "Do we have any orders sir?" A young officer on the bridge asked him. "Not yet, we are awaiting orders from Sureme Chancellor Verice, they should be here soon." "What do we do until then?" Aeron showed patience that the young usually do not posess. "We wait."