Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Circe looked over her datapad in bed, reading a bit more about the ship types that were there. Imperial Star Destroyers, Consular-class Cruisers... A haul guaranteed to get her plenty of warships. She quickly deleted the information from her datapad, wanting to keep the scrapyards a secret.
After all, the reason she chose to talk to the Lorrdian salvager later about the dreadnaughts was because their coordinates weren't included on the datapad. She would have that information downloaded tomorrow if they intended to do business. Using the old Separatist hyperspace code giving coordinates with Geonosis as the central system at 0, 0, 0, not Centerpoint Station or Coruscant, of course. She did play as they did, using Geonosis-based hyperspace coordinates, Geonosian reactors, and Geonosian engineers to further her company's goals.
And with that, she continued reading a holomagazine. Oooo, maybe I should wear this at my meeting tomorrow.
After all, the reason she chose to talk to the Lorrdian salvager later about the dreadnaughts was because their coordinates weren't included on the datapad. She would have that information downloaded tomorrow if they intended to do business. Using the old Separatist hyperspace code giving coordinates with Geonosis as the central system at 0, 0, 0, not Centerpoint Station or Coruscant, of course. She did play as they did, using Geonosis-based hyperspace coordinates, Geonosian reactors, and Geonosian engineers to further her company's goals.
And with that, she continued reading a holomagazine. Oooo, maybe I should wear this at my meeting tomorrow.