Private Change of Plans

[Misha Kaskadov]

CHRISTOPHSIS | HEX INC. HEAD OFFICE
TAGS: Katia Alkas

"I can assure you that... mister Sjeri, you worry too much..." Braxton spoke with an earpiece as he stood in front of the massive window of his office, overlooking the capital of Christophis. A frown was fixed on his face, though it disappeared in a heartbeat when it was his time to speak. "What happened on Scarif was no fault of ours. I can assure you that the situation is grossly overexaggerated. We both know how the media loves a good sensation. Besides, the Mandalorians are a fanatical people." He paced away for a moment, calmly walking around his desk.

He looked at Jas as he listened with a tired expression, earning a smirk from the Pureblood. He knew that his bodyguard was getting a kick out of this exchange. "You have too little faith in our operations, mister Sjeri. Don't worry, the board will be thrilled with what we have to off-... peace? Good sir, have you seen the news?! We have two superpowers at each other's throats! The company will be doing better than... hypothetically? Well, if there are no more wars, then we shall adapt as we always have... what will we do? Well, toasters have always worked well in the past." He flashed a charming grin at Jas, who looked ready to buckle with the laugh he was holding back.

"I'm not arrogant, mister Sjeri. I'm simply confident in our abilities. It's been a pleasure talking to you." The moment the call ended, he tossed the earpiece on his desk and let out a long sigh. "These damn investors are getting on my nerves." He grumbled as he rubbed at his eyes.

"You weren't lying too badly, sir." Jas spoke up, adjusting his suit jacket. Braxton scoffed as he leaned against his desk. "At least. It's fifteen minutes past, where is Katia? She knows we have a meeting, right?" He asked as he looked at Jas. "She's on her way, sir. Apparently she was held up for a bit. She should be here any moment." He answered, earning a nod from Braxton.

 

[Katia Alkas]

TAG: Misha Kaskadov

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"Thank you for the extra time, Miss Alkas."

The stately, yet handsome Stewjon investor gave her a warm smile as they walked to the door of the office.
"Anything to put your mind at ease, Mister Galavar. Agricorp's work shall continue unhindered on Stewjon. You have nothing to fear." Kat gave him a charming smile as she showed him out the door.

When he had left, Katia rushed to her desk to gather all that was needed for the meeting with Braxton.
"Kylie, let Jas know where on our way. Milly, get the lift ready." she dished out orders as she was gathering everything up in her arms.
"Yes, ma'am." Kylie Sousa, Katia's personal aide said before she relayed the message over the comms while Milly rolled out of the office toward the turbolift that would take them up to the top floor.

Kat and Kylie hurried out of the office with Holt, who was their security escort, following close behind. The lift shot up to Braxton's office. At least they were all in the same office building now, which made traveling a lot easier for meetings.

The immaculately dressed CEO of Agricorp stepped into her partner's office.
"Apologies for the delay, Braxton. Had some trouble with an investor that needed to be sorted out." she said.

Scarif had plunged the entire business and its subsidiaries into a pickle.

 

[Misha Kaskadov]

Katia finally arrived with an armful of files and effects, looking quite rushed. "That makes two of us, Katia." He commented, giving Jas a nod to leave the room. He waited for the Pureblood to leave before finally looking at Katia again.

"This whole situation has gotten the board up in arms. I've had three calls so far with them worrying about the situation in Enclave space." He explained with a sigh as he walked over to a nearby table and poured a mug of caf for the two of them. After stirring the sugar in, he handed her a mug and sat down behind his desk.

"Fireflash has been an absolute disaster. I'm sure you've seen the reports by now." He took a sip of his caf and sat back into his chair. "The virus has spread far quicker and far more dangerously with the camp being found so soon. We've had two hundred thousand cases on Christophsis already. Those are the ones we know of. Jas has been doing a good job of containing it, but the vaccines are taking longer than anticipated. Not to mention the investigations against the company for its cause." He explained as his wrinkled features stared at her with intensity.

He took another sip of caf as he released a heavy sigh. "And now we have this bloody war interfering with our operations in Imperial space. With all of this in mind, I was thinking of a change in our strategy." He downed the rest of his caf and leaned over to access the intercom. "I'm rather hungry for a cheese burger. Would you like something?" His serious tone disappeared for a moment as he looked at her, waiting for her answer.

Katia Alkas

 

[Katia Alkas]

TAG: Misha Kaskadov

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"That makes two of us, Katia."

Kat moved over to the seats at the desk while she waited for Jas to leave the office.
"This whole situation has gotten the board up in arms. I've had three calls so far with them worrying about the situation in Enclave space."
"I've had similar. Especially the planets surrounding Enclave space." she said as she sorted out the different datapads while Braxton prepared some caf for them.

She gladly accepted the mug from him and took a sip while he settled behind the desk.
"The virus has spread far quicker and far more dangerously with the camp being found so soon. We've had two hundred thousand cases on Christophsis already. Those are the ones we know of. Jas has been doing a good job of containing it, but the vaccines are taking longer than anticipated. Not to mention the investigations against the company for its cause."
Kat nodded.
"I've had two investors that had to pull out to deal with the situation on their planet. It has been a bit of a blow as far as finances go, so we had to halt operations completely on Falleen and Argovia." she explained as she handed over a datapad with graphs showing the operational decline that the loss of the two planets had caused.

It seemed to weigh heavy on him as well as he regarded her. The viral situation had definitely been the biggest blow to the company for quite a few years. The previous situations could still be dealt with, but Fireflash just ran out of their hands entirely.
"And now we have this bloody war interfering with our operations in Imperial space. With all of this in mind, I was thinking of a change in our strategy."
All she could do was sigh as she took another sip of caf.

"I'm rather hungry for a cheese burger. Would you like something?"
That caught her a bit off-guard. "Uh...crab salad would be fine for me, thank you." she finally said after a few blinks. He sure as shit was a strange man at times.

 

[Misha Kaskadov]

With a nod he turned back to the intercom and dialled the reception. "I would like a cheeseburger with fries and a crab salad delivered to my office, thank you." He spoke calmly before ending the call, looking back to her as his face sunk again. He picked up the datapad she offered and looked over the charts, scratching his head with raised eyebrows. "Falleen... dammit. Argovia's salvageable at least. I'm sure they won't mind a few mining ships and rigs to help make their lives easier... but Falleen? Those greenskins were hard enough to win over already." He sighed as he set the datapad down and leaned back into his chair.

"Like I said, we need a change of plans. So, here's my suggestion." He sat forward with a charming smile as he clasped his hands together. "Hearts and minds. I reach out to that lady prancing around between the Mandos, and we offer our aid in developing a cure. If we're lucky, it'll cover for our involvement in this whole mess. In the meantime, I want you to go talk to the Chancellor of the Alliance, get a contract arranged with them. This war between them and the Empire's a gold mine if we play our cards right. Just... don't mention our military contract with the imperials."

His office door slid open and the assistant waltzed in with their meals. Immediately Braxton brightened up with a beaming smile. "Thank you, my dear!" He wasted no time in digging into the fries for a moment as he waited for her to leave again. "How does that sound to you?" He asked before another fry disappeared into his mouth.

Katia Alkas