Archaic Contracts

[Noah Corek]

[member="Ashe the Reaper"]
Sikune,the headquarters of Ri'ess Regal Drives. A company that use to be allied with the Dominion. Now here Noah was trying to breathe new life into ancient contracts that would have spelled millions,no billions,of credits for Hekler'Kok enough for Noah to set Hekler'Kok for huge contracts,ships,tanks and vehicles,things that would ensure Hekler'Kok could grow and become a galactic power. Now here he sat on Sikune,waiting for a Ri'ess envoy to meet him.

 

[Nyxie]

Young Saera was originally going to send her mother, Ashelotte, to Sikune in representation of her office concerning the fulfillment of years-old contracts. However, the company's founder, original proprietor and the high queen herself would attend. It was too personal a matter when it came to the Mnenchei peoples not to personally show face. These were her dealings, after all.
In the mean time, a royal envoy of the Monarchy was sent to occupy the man. She was a fair, young thing, the Mnenchei court noble. She looked as all Mnenchei did, with the subtle differences in taste and style, much unlike the eclectic and mystical Alachei.
"Care for a drink, sir?" she asked.

[member="Noah Corek"]​

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Deira"]
Noah raised an eyebrow as the Mnenchei approached him and asked him for a drink. He had never seen a Mnenchei before and the height difference was a shock,since Noah didn't really meet many humanoids that were taller then him,but it matter little compared to the money he would make off of the deal with Ri'ess. "Sure,a shot Whyren's Reserve whiskey sounds good." Noah informed the woman as the bartender heard and went to get the whiskey. "So,I take it your the envoy?"

 

[Nyxie]

The world, immigrants and businesspeople notwithstanding, was rife with the majestic species. Mnenchei were an interesting species in that they were classically humanoid, but had diverted from the same linear course of evolution that most followed. They did not originate from humans nor was their kind naturally seen on any other world but Mnencheiasus. Mnenchei bodies were perfected to their native environment; lean, slender, tall, flexible and strong-gripped. Their nails had turned to sickle-like claws, last fingers to sub opposable thumbs and feet to a semi-digitigrade elongation - all used to improve their capability to climb and to cut foliage and hard shell flora. They had a series of thin, long tails for balance and misguidance, and horns for acoustic hearing and defense. They could even run quadrupedally, though such had not been seen for over two hundred years, since the discovery of the rest of the outer galaxy. An exotic but functional blend of different subtle non-human traits made them formidable predators, and yet they were so serene and sophisticated. Sikune was truly a world of wonder and beauty.
The young envoy had come back to serve [member="Noah Corek"] his beverage. Seven feet of flesh became five as she bent over the table to speak.
"Yes, I am Talihne Mnemenos, representative of the Royal Court of Sikune and noblewoman of the Aristocratic Clans. Hmm... it appears our High Queen has run into some urgent business and will be arriving a little late," the girl sincerely replied. In truth, the woman was not at the palace but en route via secure ship. For the entirety of her leave, the MRD had all but taken her place as their beloved leader. "Her grace is currently willing to communicate via HoloComm until she is able to arrive in person to sign the agreements. Would you like me to patch you through to her?"

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Deira"]
Noah chuckled when she asked if he wanted to be connected to her via holocomm,to which Noah shook his head slightly. "Noah,I prefer to do my business face to face where I can be sure who I'm actually talking with." Noah informed her,looking the young woman up and down,the major differences between Mnenchei's and Humans catching his eye,but in a galaxy full of aliens,the Mnenchei were certainly not the most repulsive or weird to Noah. "In the meantime,sit down and let me get you a drink."

 

[Nyxie]

(((Apologies in advance but I'm clearing up my thread lists and this will have to be sped up.)))​

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Finally the queen herself had arrived. None had known the difference between her and the MRD in place of her, and none ever suspected the difference as millions of credits had gone into the production of the very special, custom unit. The backdoor bugs had been deactivated by a virus inserted by a hireling slicer of the Dominion's quite some time ago, who would unwittingly turn out to be the one finally known as [member="Darth Iscariot"], still unknown to this day. The unit had been ordered to withdraw and all had taken Alachei for being exactly where she was right now; a meeting at a tidy little establishment on the far rural suburbs of Sikune.
"You'll have to forgive me but we'll have to make this quick. It was a long way coming and I've much to return to. Welcome to Sikune. I hope this lovely girl has been most hospitable?" said the Ankai upon her sudden arrival.
The envoy simply bowed gracefully and left to take seat elsewhere, respectfully.

[member="Noah Corek"]​

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Deira"]
Noah smiled upon the arrival of the High Queen and when she asked if the young woman had been hospitable. "Yes, your envoy was more than hospitable. But lets get on to what we were to do. The fufillment of the old contracts Hekler'Kok owes the Dominion. So, shall we begin talking about the weapons, or the numbers first?" Noah asked as he took a swig from his shoot glass.

 

[Nyxie]

Alachei simply spun a datapad over to [member="Noah Corek"]. Forty five million. There were fourty five million or so individual soldiers across all branches of the once Mnenchei Dominion military. The number was cut by almost two-thirds after its allegiance under the Galactic Republic, but most of that statistic required arms. The Corps was set up much like any Army or Marine Corps was in terms of structure and squads, as only the Royal Navy was simplified and under a more monolithic chain of command. Eight to ten man squads. A heavy, engineer, marksman and medic for each. All the weapons to match, and about half as many underslung weapons overall for their rifles. The AUG blaster was the primary weapon, though there were others. The datad also included a list of these weapons.

• AT-24 Missile Launcher
• AUG Modular Blaster
• CC Heavy Repeater
• DL-88 Heavy Blaster Pistol
• M-19 Falcon Sniper Rifle
• Z-24 Rotary Blaster Cannon

Conveniently, the Z-24 was produced by the millions as it saw more use than just infantry and ground-based, but was contractually placed on drop pods, vehicle turrets and walker platforms alike, all of which were still manufactured and still sold with these warehoused rotary blasters. Ri'ess Regal wanted to secure something more permanent, more indefinite, perhaps the licensing to produce them itself for sale with those things which integrated it into their design. That would ensure that once the proverbial pile ran dry, RRDI could still produce the weapon on their vehicles without having to sacrifice larger expenses in order to convert their starfighter technology into a fast, compact frame.
"As you know, the Dominion is no more and the Monarchy of these five planets is considered a branch of the Galactic Republic. Without any kind of conflict, we didn't need any form of military aside from the self-pervading M'xawanee which is both a military-trained peacekeeping police force and a militia for local affairs. It brought back billions to the Mnenchei Monarchy's wealth, a vast majority of which went straight into bringing every single province the Mnenchei now control into a state of prosperity, eliminating poverty absolutely and creating welfare for all citizens. For lack of a better word, it finally became Utopian; no wars, no sorrow, but an ever fragile balance easily tipped by the state of those surrounding it. Suffice it to say your contracts now lie in the Galactic Republic now, but that doesn't make them void. As most of it was paid and delivered, I'll leave you to calculate the remaining costs and duration. I'm no longer a member of the Senate, so you'll have to make any renewals with them, sadly."
Alachei was one of the smartest and wealthiest single figures in the galaxy, even moreso than Circe Savan, and never needed to spend a single credit of her own to vastly improve the quality of life or productivity throughout her domain and areas of influence. Even so, the high queen remained humble and rarely spend a decicredit on herself. The Galactic Republic controlled the military now, as it became a part of theirs, but they did not regulate the societies of the planets the Monarchy owned; all of the Monarchy's spendings went directly and exclusively to the Monarchy, neither drawing from nor lending to the Republic's government funding, with only minor taxes required and given to the Republic. They were protected but uncorrupted and superficially independent. It was the perfect state of being.

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Deira"]
Noah whistled when he saw the number of soldiers that needed to be armed. "Well, that is one hell of a order. Well looking at the layout of Mnenchei forces, you'd need roughly 12 million of each weapon besides the HK-45 and AUG. You'd need around 30 million of those. The Rifles,Pistols and Z-24's are no problem, I've got plenty of those floating around, but the AT-24? The M-19? The ACP Masterkey? That is most likely where 75% of the cost is going to come from. With estimating, your looking at a little over two billions credits, if not two and a half." Noah informed her, it wasn't about the money for Noah really, it was more about how much this was going to affect the company.

 

[Nyxie]

"That is fine..." Alachei said with cool confidence and calm.
She had funded a fleet of thousands with only a few billion. Spending only two and a half on completing and filing contracts for the remainder of weapon shipments to the entirety of the remaining Mnenchei-based forces would be slight in comparison to what the Mnenchei Monarchy had saved up. Even still, the Republic's own and the mostly-humans that inhabited it still managed to make the Mnenchei a rare sight on the battlefield.
"I should also have you know that there are now only twenty five million ex-Dominion forces in service, enlisted and reserve included. I'll take the surplus anyways, to line the armories if need be. You'll want to contact the Senate about getting the several million active duty soldiers armed, as that is no longer in my jurisdiction.... I was also informed to tell you that Chairwoman Savan wanted to offer you fifty million in return for her continued use of all the surplus Z-24's that we did acquire but never placed through combat. I am under the presumption that she'd be very interested in purchasing a license to manufacture the weapon; not for individual sale but for the few vehicles that are currently utilizing them in their design."
Alachei played things safe. She didn't throw out any numbers, hoping that the contract completions coupled with the fifty million offered by Saera the company chair would be enough to persuade [member="Noah Corek"] into giving that little up.

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Deira"]
Noah smiled when she said that the two and a half billion was fine. When she mentioned that Chairwoman Savan wanted a special license to produce the Z-24, Noah grimaced a bit. "I don't know about that, the Z-24 is our best product so far. But I guess its okay, just as long as 15 percent of all profits made from anything with the Z-24 got to me." Noah informed her as he took another swig from his shot glass.

 

[Nyxie]

Alachei inwardly smiled, though her expression remained apathetic and as cool as ice.
"Five percent, and a promise that I won't personally reverse-engineer a replacement with Ri'ess Regal's stronger CEC catalysts and develop compact powerdrives."
Fifteen percent of a walker or a tank was two or even three of the guns at retail, so while it sounded humble, it was quite the clever ploy for extreme financial gain. Even five was generous, as they'd still be gaining most of something than nothing at all. The primary reason Saera wanted to keep new Z-24's in circulation with their perspective vehicles was because while the costs to design and test a compact rotary cannon would not be overwhelming in the slightest, she didn't want to alter the statistics of RRDI's already successful mass production line. As they say, if it isn't broken, do not fix it.
There was also the matter that fifty million credits was still quite a lot; the cost of some Light Cruisers - well worth its weight in Z-24's. Saera's generosity could be tested and strained, but Alachei was of no such innocence and pliability. Such was the nature of the Queen.

[member="Noah Corek"]​

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Deira"]
Noah rubbed his chin when Alachei made her offer. "How about 2.5 percent under license and a blueprint of the improved version of the Z-24. Then we both produce the upgraded variant and improve our profits thricefold." Noah informed her as he took another sip from his glass, only to find it was empty, he then flagged down the bartender for a refill.

 

[Nyxie]

Hmm, Alachei wondered, registering the words completely in her mind without an afterthought about it. She was beginning to run behind schedule, little would she admit it.
"That seems fine," said the former queen, raising her hand out to invite his.
Her nails had grown considerably since the last time she'd visited, it seemed, usually kept filed to a fine stub before when the Dominion was still an independent entity.
"Shall we conclude this?" Alachei added.

[member="Noah Corek"]​