Private Corporate Tetans

[Makai Dashiell]

EMPRESS TETA

Wearing | Gear : X | X | X | X | X | L3-37 | Interacting With : Myra Arceneau Dashiell . Aggadeen Myi

Several weeks after the takeover of Empress Teta.

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On the turbolift up to the meeting space, fingers interlaced with Ellie's as they both listened to the report Thirty-Seven was giving. Even after weeks of research, it seemed the droid had not come up with a wealth of information.

[ Mister Myi started his career as an Aide to the Imperial Board of Economic Directors. Once that government collapsed, Mister Myi was active in the Dark Empire with COMLIT. According to records, once the Dark Empire collapsed he positioned himself as Vice Chair of the Imperial Treasury but is now currently known as the Imperial Treasurer. ]

Makai was silent for a long moment, mulling over the information.

"No information on the status of his personal life? Husband? Wife? Kids? Pets?"

[ None I could find Sir. ]

"Makes it a little more difficult but we can roll with it. I tried negotiations with an aide before, Dominic Praxon , for a Republic Senator. A nightmare. Tried to do my usual icebreaker despite being cast off to an aide...talk about wooden...Not a situation I want to repeat. I'm hoping Treasurer Myi will have a bit of a personality beyond credits and Imperial life."

In his experience, things went a tad easier when one could relax and get to know the other on a basic level, even if it was mundane information. While he ran a corporation and his end goal was expansion and credits such a thing couldn't happen without connections. The lifeblood of running any corporation, government, or movement - in his humble opinion.

"Thank you though for the efforts Thirty-Seven."

[ You are welcome Sir. ]

Iced blue gaze turned to his wife. They hadn't worked together in some time, preferring to keep the businesses separate. Yet they were in a position where they both needed assurance from the government. With many corporations shirking back and circling the wagons, not his household. Neutrality was key and to be frank, Makai wanted himself and Ellie to be seen as the next power couple of the corporate world. For their corporations to be on top no matter what the situation.

All the more reason this meeting was key.

Squeezing her hand, he offered a smile.

"You look amazing. Ready to knock it out of the park?"​

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[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x | Tag: Makai Dashiell Aggadeen Myi

The turbolift hummed with a steady ascent, its mirrored walls reflecting back a poised image Myra wasn't entirely sure she felt. Her hand was warm in Makai's, fingers entwined, grounding her in the moment as Thirty-Seven's monotone report played in the background. Imperial Treasurer Myi. Numbers, titles, affiliations. All the dry things that made a man appear more like a ledger than a person.

She exhaled softly through her nose, catching Makai's words about icebreakers and wooden aides. A smile tugged faintly at her lips and then she arched a delicate brown brow at his direction.

"Uh huh, well, remember to be a little more tactful. We don't need to have any issues starting from the get go. We need to approach this like mama would. Pause before responding... and remember you have a habit of showing what you are thinking with your expressions."

Which he did. Cute as it was where he was able to convey everythig he was thinking with an amused twist of his lips or a sardonic scoff, it wasn't something that could be done here.

Imperials had a tendency to like their regulations and propriety.

Her own approach was different. Not charm, but precision. Presentation. Although under all the attempts at appearing poised, Myra still had concerns of getting a panic attack. She had to do an hour long meditation and aromatherapy session to get herself in the right headspace for this. Andwhile this wasn't her first negotiation, but it was the first time in years they were walking into one together. That thought was both comforting and daunting.

Her gaze slid to him, the warmth of his smile softening some of the nerves in her belly. She squeezed his hand back, the smirk that curved her lips laced with quiet confidence.

"Of course I'm ready," she replied, low and sure. "We'll knock it out together. Power couples don't falter before accountants."

A playful flick of her eyes, but her voice carried conviction. Whatever Treasurer Myi proved to be; ledger, lifeless aide, or something more, they would meet him not as two separate forces, but as one.

 

[Aggadeen Myi]

THE IMPERIAL TREASURER
AGGADEEN IN THE GALACTIC EMPIRE vol. I
Issue #4 w/ Myra Arceneau Dashiell Makai Dashiell ​

A gentle hum emanated from the turbolift as it ascended slowly towards one of the more secluded lounges on Empress Teta. A squadron of Novatroopers stood rigidly, their black and gold armor creating a striking contrast against the Imperial banners that adorned the corridor. He made a slight adjustment to the cuff of his plain light green uniform as the doors opened to fully unveil the lounge.

The atmosphere inside was thick with a blend of spiced wine and luxurious perfumes, accompanied by the gentle, melodic sounds of a Twi'lek dancer's performance in the background. Myi's demeanor remained largely unchanged, even amidst the fog of deathsticks, as he chose to uphold a carefully constructed facade of polite indifference to avoid revealing his true feelings on the matter.

He surveyed the patrons in the room, a typical mix of lesser nobles and corporate individuals who fancied that their wealth entitled them to an audience with the Empire's upper echelons.

His footsteps were silent on the plush carpet as he approached the table, offering a curt nod to Makai Dashiell and Myra Arceneau Dashiell , his eyes briefly sweeping over their forms as he took his seat.

"I am Aggadeen Myi, Imperial Treasurer," Aggadeen said in a low voice that carried just enough weight to command attention without being unnecessarily loud. He offered no further pleasantries, no small talk about the music or the decor. The purpose of this meeting was not to socialize but to conduct business, and he intended to get straight to the point.

"It is my understanding you wished to discuss a matter of mutual benefit," he continued, his gaze settling first on the man, then the woman.
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[Makai Dashiell]

EMPRESS TETA

Wearing | Gear : X | X | X | X | X | L3-37 | Interacting With : Myra Arceneau Dashiell , Aggadeen Myi

"I feel old, this is not our scene."

Makai had whispered next to Ellie's ear as they waited. The lingering thick haze of deathsticks. The questionable Twi'lek girls dancing in the other room. The over-the-top old money opulence others were flaunting as if to prove to others of their influence. Even before he was married such a scene never had appealed to him.

Before he could say more Treasurer Myi had arrived. Makai stood to great the man and extend his hand in greeting but he was already settling in and immediately getting to the questions at hand. Fair. Instead Makai unbuttoned his suit jacket and quickly sat back down as not to make the guards nervous.

"A pleasure to meet you Treasurer Myi. I am Makai Dashiell of Aina Holdings and Dashiell Incoporated. This is my wife, Myra Arceneau Dashiell of MaraTibx and Arceneau Trade Company, we appreciate your time today."

Makai gave a small pause and glanced towards Ellie. Looked like he was up first.

"Yes, that is correct. Both of our corporations are active on Empress Teta and other planets in your new territory. I am curious of your economic philosophy and guidelines for corporate entities. Continuing to have a presence on these worlds will be beneficial for not only ourselves but also the Galactic Empire."

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

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Myra let her fingers smooth the silk of her skirt as she leaned back in her seat, hazel eyes flicking from the rigid Novatroopers at the door to the man who had finally joined them.

Still, she dipped her chin politely when Makai introduced her, giving a slight smile that she hoped would not betray the anxiety she felt underneath.

Just do it like Mama would. You've practiced and done this plenty of times before on your own with Mara Tibx. It is no different, she told herself.

"A pleasure, Treasurer Myi," Myra said in greeting, and while the Imperial did not disclose the typical pleasentries, her mama would've had her head if she didn't at least display them.

"Mutual benefit can take many forms, Treasurer Myi," she added smoothly, her voice low but even. "But in my family's experience, clarity in expectations makes for lasting partnerships."

Her gaze lingered on him just long enough to show interest before shifting back to her husband. This was his lead, but she was ready to step in should the need arise.

 

[Aggadeen Myi]

THE IMPERIAL TREASURER
AGGADEEN IN THE GALACTIC EMPIRE vol. I
Issue #4 w/ Myra Arceneau Dashiell Makai Dashiell ​

Aggadeen observed the subtle interplay between the both of them, the man Makai Dashiell rose to greet him before eventually settling back into his chair once the Imperial Treasurer made clear that pleasantries weren't exactly on the menu for this meeting. Myra Arceneau Dashiell offered her own pleasantry, a gesture so ingrained in her that it seemed almost automatic, a matter of social protocol rather than genuine warmth.

They were professionals by all accounts and presented themselves as a unified front to make their case. Unsurprisingly, it was the names that piqued his interest, particularly Dashiell and Arceneau. A review of the records revealed that these two companies had been involved with the notorious Corporate Interests Guild, a significant adversary of the previous administration of the Dark Empire.

Although times have certainly evolved, the Grand Vizier would likely disapprove of him engaging with adversaries, irrespective of the advantages it might bring to the current Imperial Government.

"Mutual benefit is certainly on the table, Mr Dashiell and Miss Dashiell." Aggadeen repeated, maintaining an icy sort of tone. Leaning forward to rest his forearms on the table, the simple motion in itself. The Novatroopers remained at attention, their presence a silent, constant reminder of the authority he represented.

"Though as you must know, the Empire is a machine and its parts must function with perfect efficiency. Though, how can it be efficient when both of your companies in Dashiell Incorporated and Arceneau Trade Company have targeted our past efforts to bring order to the galaxy through the Corporate Interests Guild." He paused for a moment to allow them to address the criticism he was leveling at the pair. The Galactic Empire was the best chance for peace in the galaxy often marred by the endless conflict between the Dark Side and the Light Side. The Dark Empire was a mere step in the right direction and they had opposed it.

"I am certainly not saying that the Imperial Government is innocent of guilt with its corporate centralization. But I am naturally hesitant to speak further about mutual partnerships when one or two partners have a checkered past. So, what assurances can you offer the Imperial Treasury to really consider your plight." He was prompt in refraining from placing full blame on the Corporate Powers, yet he effectively argued that forming a partnership with untrustworthy corporations was wholly unwise. It was pertinent to inquire what measures they would both take to assure the Imperial authorities of their good intentions.
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[Makai Dashiell]

EMPRESS TETA

Wearing | Gear : X | X | X | X | X | L3-37 | Interacting With : Aggadeen Myi | Myra Arceneau Dashiell

First his meeting on Sojourn had brought up the Corporate Interest Guild and now this one. He found it amusing those in the more 'nefarious' side of the galaxy were so opposed to the Guild. Amusing because it seemed they all had a committee for everything - COMLIT, COMFEAR - that they could respect business sentients had also formed their own committee. Apparently not the cause.

It was also the first time someone considered him of all people to have checkered past.

"The Corporate Interest Guild was created in response to decree on criminalization and unauthorized foreign commerce decree. Article one, the first two subheaders - profiteering and unauthorized business - is very hostile in wording to corporations. My mining operations could fall under profiteering. My corporation does business across government lines, Imperial or not."

Makai gave a small pause.

"Being imprisoned for twenty years for doing what I do on a day to day basis is what upset so many who had come to join the Guild. Which is why I am here today. I am not looking to partner with the Galactic Empire, Treasurer Myi, unless you feel so inclined. We are here to ensure business operations in the area can continue to run smoothly."

 

[Myra Arceneau Dashiell]

Outfit: x x x x x | Equipment: x x x x | Tag: Makai Dashiell Aggadeen Myi

Myra blinked once before folding her hands neatly over the table. The faintest curve of a smile touched her lips.

"I beg your pardon, Treasurer Myi," she began, her tone courteous but deliberate. " But a small note -- Arceneau Trade did not target the past efforts of the Dark Empire. In fact, an agreement had already been established between the Grand Vizier Wulf and my mother, Danger Arceneau. Arceneau Trade ceded locations directly to the Empire and went so far as to train Imperial staff to oversee them. That transition was conducted without bloodshed -- which I trust you'll agree is no small feat in these times."

SHe let the point settle before continuing, voice steady.

"In this instance, our intent is much the same, except we would prefer to continue operations. If necessary, we are willing to shoulder additional taxes and levies to move within Imperial space and to submit to any inspections you deem prudent. Mutual benefit cannot thrive without trust, Treasurer Myi, and we are prepared to demonstrate ours in good faith."

 

[Aggadeen Myi]

THE IMPERIAL TREASURER
AGGADEEN IN THE GALACTIC EMPIRE vol. I
Issue #4 w/ Myra Arceneau Dashiell Makai Dashiell ​

Aggadeen gently interlocked his white gloved fingers, while maintaining an aloof demeanor as he carefully listened to their reaction to his less than favorable review. Makai Dashiell explained his thoughts with the cadence of a corporate leader, presenting his opposition to the Dark Empire as a matter of self-preservation rather than defiance, contrary to how the Imperial Treasury would perceive it.

Furthermore, the Guild, in the man's perspective, was merely a collective response to the overreach of a prior administration. This may be a reasonable explanation, but it conveniently disregarded the full scope of the Guild's antagonism. His gaze shifted to Myra Arceneau Dashiell , who spoke with a calm and disarming confidence reminiscent of her mother, the Queen of Trade, a figure well-known throughout this side of the galaxy.

While an agreement with the Grand Vizier is one matter, it does not address the fact that the corporation opted to join the Corporate Interests Guild rather than remain independent to formulate their own response to the Dark Empire's decree. He allowed a moment of silence to pass, the only sound the distant hum of the lounge and the low murmur of conversation from other patrons.

"We must have different definitions of targeting, Miss Dashiell. For remaining Independent and negotiating directly with the Empire would have demonstrated neutrality. By choosing instead to join with perceived adversaries in the Guild, Arceneau Trade ensured its actions carried political weight, whether intended or not. I am failing to see how you consider such an action to not be targeting our past efforts when the main reason the Guild was formed was to push back on our Imperial Decree on Commerce." Myi conveyed with a subtle hand gesture, aiming to express his perspective that by aligning with a faction considered antagonistic to the Imperial Government of the time, Arceneau Trade had already acquired the designation of a hostile trading group that was targeting Imperial efforts.

He allowed Makai Dashiell to enter into his vision once more after setting the record straight to his wife. "What I need in order to ensure that operations remain stable and running smoothly. Is a full and unobstructed view of your operations down to the last credit, not just a promise of compliance with Imperial directives when they are handed down by the Imperial Treasury but absolute assurance that your resources in our space would not be redirected to supply unfriendly foreign governments."

His tone remained neutral, but the message was clear. This was a test of their resolve, a demand for complete transparency. Aggadeen considered that if they were willing to hand such information over to the Imperial Government then they were serious about maintaining their assets within Imperial Space instead of them being nationalized.
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