Playthings of the Rich and Famous: Chapter 2
From how they were yelling for people to get out of the way, you'd have thought that i was either about to flatline, deliver a baby, or provide an organ transplant for the galactic council's chairperson.
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 16
To the working classes, the galactic council meant nothing; they were just another bump in the road to surviving another day. this collapse would be no different than the last one or the one before it.
Shadow Stalkers: Jinx Pt. 5
'legionaries, arrest him for non-payment of services and breaching the terms of a sovereign candaran and galactic council oath of contract.' blacktip said, leaning back in his chair.
Shadow Stalkers Cross over pt5
On top of that, the aid the galactic council managed to shake free to help you after they realized they had been lied to, you simply made disappear. what happened to those aid and exploration ships you were sent?''
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 5
On top of that, the aid the galactic council managed to shake free to help you after they realized they had been lied to, you simply made disappear. what happened to those aid and exploration ships you were sent?''
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion
''that datapad contains a brief, detailed history of galaxy three's galactic council.
Shadow Stalkers Cross over pt1
''that datapad contains a brief, detailed history of galaxy three's galactic council.
Silvercobra Chornicles - Asserting the Dominant Species
The second one is far more interesting... it's the declaration of a new race for consideration in the galactic council." "a new race, what in the world did they find out there?"
Furrry Encounters 5
The galactic council might have said that the last war ended thirty years ago, but those fishy bastards almost wiped out our breed. we counted the debt unpaid, but now that their earth invasion was wiped out with help from you humans.
SWAT Kats: Wolves of Arcanus, Arc Two
I'm certain the galactic council will be greatly relieved to see that threat ended.
WtV: Timeline
Not days or weeks, but literally decades pass until it is decided to even discuss this topic in a meeting of the galactic council. **~ 251.500 bc** the velos are on their leisurly way back to their homeworld when they get a call from the terraformer
HM-10 Hazardous Panic
"the galactic council should be bestowing me with a medal for eliminating a viable threat." "a viable threat?!" the caballusian judge roared, her nostrils flared wide and her eyes looking wild.