Varik Ice
The Broken King
Varik Ice
Equipment: Lightsaber - Armour
Location: Gromas 16
Varik pondered quietly as he watched the red ball get closer and closer from the bridge of his ship. His helmet remained on the terminal in front of the cockpit, having already set his course on autopilot. He moved back into the pilot's seat as he adjusted the controls, setting the X-70C down and landing quietly. As he peered out the viewing window, he saw that work had already begun. Mining equipment was being shifted around to prepare for the work to be done, with supervisors barking orders to the workers nearby.Ice walked with a firm posture down the ramp of his ship, letting it close behind him as the rust-coloured dust and soil brushed past him in the wind. He walked through the prepared excavation sites, peering down a large cavern downwards. "More than enough Phrikite around here, sir." Varik glanced over to the supervisor who spoke to him, staring with a blank face as he continued on. "At this rate, we should have enough to sell to set us up for years, I thi-" He spoke quickly. "Very good."
Varik walked away in a quick pace, ending the conversation. Perhaps it seemed rude, but he couldn't risk conversation about what this was for - there was too much he would have to control, too much information to keep under wraps. He entered a prefab building at the end of the site, closing the door behind him. The room inside was a makeshift office, complete with everything needed. Varik had only recently grown to understand and appreciate these sorts of environments. He moved around, pressing a button to bring up a small hologram of one of his staff. "Tell the Hunter to come to my office." He cut off the communications, giving no room for reply as he sat down in his chair, awaiting his contractor.
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