Components and fishmen

[Jessica Med-Beq]

Before the critical quarterly meeting is held on Ringo Vinda, Charzon, as a rather close Republican ally who narrowly missed being raided by the Mandalorians were it not for the shipyards' location in Silver Sanctum space, accepted to meet with another veteran of Kashyyyk, another of the mascots of the Republic, known to the general public as Admiral Fishman. It appeared that the latter Charzon knew what she wanted a supply of from Mon Calamari Shipyards: she already used them for several ships. The MC1008 Skipper Pulse Turbolaser Cannon of which she never formally signed a contract for a supply of these. While she wouldn't expect Admiral Fishman to know about Jessica's antics on Kachirho's west beach, Jessica might have endeared some among the Republican war machine in these troubled times, maybe even Admiral Fishman. But since Reshmar was called Admiral Fishman because of him being from an aquatic species, perhaps some arrangements need to be made.

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ATTN: Admiral [member="Reshmar"]

Between Republicans, in these troubled times, we need to help out each other despite our commercial rivalries. Since we already used the MC1008 Skipper Pulse Turbolaser Cannon on several starships built in orbit over Ringo Vinda, but never got around to sign a contract for a supply of these items, it seems natural to us to actually get around and sign a contract for a supply of said MC1008. Perhaps there are some components that we sell that may be useful for future MCS ships. Please find attached the catalog of Ringovinda Systems. Also, please let me know what possible meeting time(s) and places would work for you.

Charzon Loulan
CEO, Ringovinda Systems

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[ADM. Reshmar]

The Defiant Sun broke out of hyperspace into the cold neutral black palate of real space over Mon Cala with a flash. The massive ships reversion from hyperspace setting off alarms and security warnings all over the water worlds security zone.

"IIF ping admiral" said the jump officer as he returned command of the vessel to the crew. Reshmar sat in his command chair watching the crew go about post jump procedures, effectively locking the ship down and preparing it for sublight operation.

"Very well commander, You are releaved" said Reshmar to the Jump officer with a nod. The man saluted them returned to his secondary duties. Reshmar moved his chair into position looking out the forward view port at the blue world he called home. It had been months since he seen the world. He had a price on his head and was avoiding the world as part of his security protocol. Now the bounty on him was lifted and gone and he could once again return home to the world he loved.

"Helm Clear us for approach" said Reshmar. The three officers manning the helm controls did as told. One had called down to Mon Cala command already and informed them of the Defiant Sun's flight plan. Another has answered all the requests from the world's security force while the third prepared the ship to move into the world's gravity well. A moment later the three had seen to getting the ship clearance to move into Mon Cala controlled airspace.

"Admiral, we are cleared to approach on out predetermined vector and course." said one of the helm officers. Reshmar swung the chair around to face them and nodded. "Very well lieutenant take us in" he said then swung his chair around to look at the blue world grow larger as the newly built vessel moved towards it.

"Sir, you have a message on com rec." said one of the communications officers. Reshmar opened up the com channel controls on his chair and saw the recorded message. He knew the sender only by reputation and had seen much of the womans product line in tech quarterly publications. HE opened and read the message then opened up the included catalogue of products the woman's company carried. Reshmar closed the message and looked out on the world now filling the entire forward screen. The massive ship passed the orbital ring and the defense platforms and moved into the world,s atmosphere. Reshmar watched as the dark peripheral darkness of space changed into the bright light reflective atmosphere of his home world.

"Comms record a message for me and send it to Miss Loulan." ordered Reshmar as he watched the water of his world as the ship cleared the upper atmosphere. "Recording sir" said a comm officer Reshmar nodded then dictated his response to the woman's message.

"Miss Loulan, I welcome commerce between your organization and mine. I am currently on Dac delivering a security force purchase and will be here for the next few weeks. If you would like to be my guest here, we can discuss w contract on the weapon systems you asked about. Please consider this an informal meeting and come informal as you like. Take a few days on MCS at one of our spas and relax while you're here. everything will be paid for and no limit on your expenditures. Bring a guest if you like. One of my aids will contact your staff and set up the meeting. Please come enjoy my homeworld and see the wonders it holds. I look forward to our visit."

Reshmar finished the recording and sent it to the woman via Rec Con transmission. It would find its way to the woman nearly instantly via hyperspace transmission and hopefully the woman would visit. For now he had other things on his agenda, the most important was the delivery of the new Hope-class vessel for the Mon Cala commerce hub.

[member="Charzon Loulan"]

 

[Jessica Med-Beq]

Hmmm... Dac being in SSC territory, and the past few weeks were highly stressful: as Republicans they were virtually fugitives, [member="Reshmar"] and especially Jessica, who did nothing to endear her, Ringovinda StarYards or Ringovinda Systems, to Mandalorian eyes. Especially in the wake of Kashyyyk. The offer to go to Dac for a few days, all expenses paid, she'd rather not overdo it. Probably some calamari would be nice to eat: they'll get their seafood's worth of fix there. The fishmen's planet: that's going to mean that everything on that planet will be adapted for underwater life such as the lives lived by aquatic species like Gungans and Mon Calamari: with Mon Calamari cities it was prudent to bring in scuba-diving equipment for non-aquatic species that wanted to visit MCS' headquarters. The staff being dominated by aquatic species like Quarren, Nautolans and Mon Calamari, and a few Gungans for good measure, better bring the Gungan aide to bring expenses down. For once that the Gungan was actually needed... but Marcia will come anyway. With the Gungan.

"Given that we're targeted by Mandalorian embargoes, boss, MCS being a Republican-aligned company is better than nothing. Once we're done with that Horus, which shouldn't take that long, we will depart for Dac" Marcia told Charzon.

"Record the message to send to Admiral Reshmar"

"Roger"

"Admiral, within one week we should arrive on Dac as expected. Just prepare the products you desire and we can come up with reasonable terms and conditions in the meantime"

The message went the other way using hyperspace transmission, too.