Private Draw the Line

[Ra'a'mah]

Over the years, Ra had built up her business. It had started as a single freighter that delivered supplies to parties. In what felt like a very short time, she was taking care of several fleets of delivery ships across the breadth of the Galaxy. Though there were a few places she refused to deliver to or travel to.

As she built her business, she had also gathered up a following of friends. They varied from Jedi to Sith, troopers to clones. Ra didn't care where in life a person came from or what they offered to her. She helped them in their own lives to improve them. That brought her to today.

A group was approaching an old location she had some interest in. If she could strike up a trade deal with the Diarchy, they might allow her to continue refining this location. Tapping her finger to her teeth, she knew a few representatives would arrive at her home soon, and she was ready for them.

Ra had prepared lists of some items she carried and was willing to export into their territory. Perhaps they could give her clients things they might want as well. Time would tell, and Ra was looking forward to this meeting.

Maldor Sancetti

 

[Maldor Sancetti]

Executive Shuttle Entering Naboo Airspace
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The House Sancetti Tie Fighters- brand new off the assembly line- remained in orbit as Maldor's Executive shuttle descended from orbit into Naboo airspace. The fighters had been made in preparation for the formation of a new House under the Mecetti-Santhe union. Maldor suspected he was more of a pomp and ceremony man than his soon-to-be-wife, Vyllia Sancetti . She was pure class, but she hadn't been subjected to the same upbringing Maldor had.

Such was the way of Tapani sector nobles. While proving himself to the Diarchy as their High Chancellor each day, Maldor had pored over countless plans for House Sancetti each night. Coat of arms, troop uniforms, ships, even individual personal arms to be carried by House guards. Today was the first time he'd taken the new hyperspace-capable Tie-fighters out of Diarchy space.

He'd contemplated coming to this meeting without an escort, but it did not seem right for high officials of the Diarchy to travel completely unescorted. A fighter escort was demanded for people of status. Nothing he or Vyllia did could be weighed for its own sake, nowadays. Everything had to be weighed in regards to how it reflected on their adopted nation.

The subject of today's meeting might never know he had brought the fighters. But if they inquired, they would learn that he'd arrived with the escort, painted with bold red or blue stripes, a representation of the House colors for Mecetti and Santhe. The palette of their union.

Having done the necessary thing by bringing the fighters, he'd left them in orbit according to the preferences of Naboo sector authorities. His final descent in the Executive shuttle would hopefully communicate their lack of real concern. Perhaps. The galaxy was full of various cultures and customs. Maldor tried to create a narrative with the actions he took, but he could never be completely certain that the propaganda he laid down would be read as he intended it to be. It was all part of the game of politics.

They received final clearance to land, and the shuttle flew into a cavernous hangar near their host's Naboo home. As it set down, the wings folded up and the rear ramp lowered, allowing them egress.

Maldor smiled to his fiancée, then spoke softly. "It's not very likely that this is an elaborate ruse to facilitate our assassination, but just the same I hope you'll allow me to disembark first."

Maldor did not advertise his skills. He was widely known as an ex-Senator of the GA, an ex-Moff of the Empire of the Lost, and the current High Chancellor of the Diarchy. In his younger days, he'd been one of the Saber Rakes- noble duelists of the Tapani sector. He'd also been known as a collector of Sith artifacts- a crime which had seen him jailed in the Galactic Alliance. But only a very few people- a circle which included Vyllia- knew that he had mastered a number of Sith talents.

He went to the ramp, stepping down and out to look at the cavernous hangar. It was the most luxuriously appointed hangar he'd ever seen- and that was saying a lot considering where he was from. The inside of the hangar had been furnished as luxuriously as the inside of a grand banquet hall. The floor was tiled and polished. The walls were elegantly finished. A dark stripe of obsidian ran down the center of the room, leading to the turbolifts and doors at the far end.

Maldor wondered if the hangar had been used by some past member of the Naboo royalty, or whether all high-end Nubians decorated their spaces so lavishly. Perhaps this was a neighborhood hangar feeding a number of luxury estates. Still, even so, it was quite a structure.

There was not a squad of assassins waiting at the bottom of the ramp. Maldor closed his eyes and tried to sense danger. He didn't feel anything amiss.

Turning around, completing his visual tour of the space, he extended a hand, inviting Vyllia to join him.

Ra'a'mah Vyllia Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath

 

[Vyllia Sancetti]

Objective:
Location: Naboo
Outfit: Dress
Tag: Maldor Sancetti | Ra'a'mah | Tertius C. Nargath

Vyllia was not used to the pomp and circumstance, that is true. Being a Santhe on Lianna was akin to nobles in Tapani. But they did not need to follow traditions or have fancy shoes of their wealth. They needed to make ships and spend credits. Two things Santhes did quite well. Vyllia also was not as paranoid as her husband-to-be. Though her foray into politics had taught her to pay attention to more than just a spreadsheet and popular opinion of the latest ship off the factory line. That said, she was happy to see the precision flight of new TIE fighters outside the shuttle as they approached Naboo orbit.

Vyllia knew the plan was to leave the ships in orbit so when the shuttle broke away she could help but stare at what they had made. She reached her hand out to Maldor's arm and clung to it loveingly for the entire descent. As they landed she hoped that they would be able to secure the means for so many more brilliant creations. And perhaps find a permanent place of their own in the galaxy. Lianna had always been home for Vyllia, but now it seemed like anything other than that place. She wasn't sure that Maldor had felt at home in a long while. Hopefully creating their own noble house would do that for him.

Though she had tried her best to learn of the woman they were meeting there was much less trust in. Vyllia these days that anyone other than Maldor would love with honor so when he offered to make sure the area was safe before she exited the shuttle Vyllia's answer was a sweet smile, a squeeze of her arm and a short accepting response. "I don't take my safety for granted any longer. You are my protector. Let me know when you deem it safe."

Extremely confident in Maldor's abilities, and hopeful that they did not schlep all the way to Naboo to fall into a trap, Vyllia straighten her new dress and waited. The red in her chosen attire was a change from her usual blues and purples. The black made it seem a bit more normal. For a moment she wondered how the red and black dress looked with her blue hair. She tried not to be too vain, but a female politician was judged on looks as well as substance.

When the gesture to exit the shuttle and join Maldor was given Vyllia moved with confident grace. She came to his side and put her hand in his. "Let's see to the prosperity of our new home."

 

[Glitch Kinthal]

Glitch had been in a side room and was going over a few shipments and manifests. occasionally opening a secure terminal and checking over a few purchases that had been made then closed it. Standing he adjusted his coat and sighed looking to his bocta cuff and it still was clear he nodded. Seemed business was at hand he walked to a dresser and pulled out his white suite and tie and put it on then double checked the bolts on his leg and arm making sure they would not squeak and interrupt the meeting.

Walking out of the side room and walked over with two data pads sliding one to Ra before taking a seat. He leaned back and steepled his fingers. He wondered about this. His brain was running over many scenarios at once and expecting things to go bad. These thoughts where a side effect of his standard business. He Glanced over to Ra. "Today I am Donaven." This was all he said at this moment and her data pad lite up with the information on his Alias.

Ra'a'mah Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath

 

[Tertius C. Nargath]

OBJECTIVE: Commerce, Trade, cont(r)acts
LOCATION: En route to Naboo
OUTFIT: Attire
TAG: Maldor Sancetti | Glitch Kinthal | Vyllia Sancetti | Ra'a'mah

Normally, Tertius would not let many opportunities slip by, usually attending most prospective contacts personally, but he had been slacking off a bit lately. His left eye had been bothering him severely as of late, to such a degree that he had been forced to visit several physicians and doctors over the past few weeks just to try and mitigate the undiluted pain that seered through the leftside of his skull. It helped that he had competent directors and boardmembers to take over a lot of his responsibilities, not to mention his assistant Amalia, who was extremely competent in her own right, if only she didn't have those family issues that seemed to always pull her away for certain lengths of time on end, but he couldn't fire her as long as she did her job without delay...plus she was also very good at what she did, so the Marquis could forgive her for such moments of mystery.

On the bridge of the Szayel Cruiser the N&Z corporation chairman utilized as his personal vessel, the Marquis of Valkan peered out of the viewports, witnessing the serene view which Naboo presented, a breath of fresh air compared to the majority of industrial and mercantile planets the scion of House Nargath usually had to visit when it came to his job.

"Do we have clearance to land?" The man turned his attention towards the commanding officer on the bridge, who happened to be none other than a Centurion of the Valkan Guards; Livicus, a man who had shown his resourcefulness and tact in many previous situations and who was on track of becoming the Adjudicator for the whole Valkan Legion, never a bad thing to have someone with such qualities running the entire legion logistically and administratively.

"They've accepted our codes, Milord...we have permission to land in the designated area," The Centurion calmly exclaimed in response to the Marquis' question. "We will have your personal transport and an additional hauler ready for departure after we have securely reached the surface, milord."

"Good, very good Livicus," With the planet growing bigger and bigger in view, the ship slowly breaching the atmosphere of Naboo, tertius couldn't help but smile when realizing that compared to a simple shuttle or starfighter, even a corvette or frigate, having a cruiser enter the atmosphere would be quite the spectacle for Naboo. But, considering the cruiser did bore his personal emblem alongside the N&Z colors, it would make more sense, for this was as if foreign royalty was arriving, which considering the very influence Tertius held would not have been a bad comparison. "When you have loaded our ground transport aboard the shuttle, do make it clear that my ship must dock at the transport hub for additional supplies and to offload that shipment of Ersteel SLCA."

While the N&Z wasn't a big player on the RNR market, there were still some usual small deals to be struck, opportunities that could still grow into a much grander influence over time. Still, having rented the entire top floor of one of the capital's most luxurious hotels just for a few days stay would have been enough to make it clear that this was no ordinary person and certainly not an ordinary company. "What did we have on the schedule again?"

 

[Ra'a'mah]

It felt good to be reaching out for new business contacts. This group called the Diarcy seriously reminded Ra of one she had been a part of many years ago. The Dominion had attempted to get Sith and Jedi to work together peacefully. You can probably imagine how well that went. Ra sat in thought as she remembered her younger days and realized the Dominion had helped her get started on the path she was currently treading.

Standing up as the two notifications of her guests' arrival came through, she turned to look at her friend and business partner, Glitch. He gave her some information on the part he was playing today, and she accepted it with the calm knowledge that she knew him on a personal level. Glancing at the details, she slid the datapad into one of her desk drawers and pushed a button for Vincent to see her.

"Go out to the hangar and bring these people here, please."

Vincent was Ra's oldest companion and friend. He had even sacrificed himself to allow her the chance to escape capture by the Sith. She only did so when she was confident about returning him from the Netherworld. The readjustment had taken him some time, but he remained at her side and her batman and kept up the same duties he'd had before. Nodding his head, he left them to finish their preparations for her guests.

As each of them landed and was instructed to leave the hangars and landing bays, the old man greeted them as they exited.

"Welcome to Naboo. I am Vincent, and I will take you to Ms. Numare. Please follow me; we have a speeder waiting for you outside."

Waiting for them to agree to follow him, he led them out and opened the doors for them. Once they were all in, he drove them to the house and again opened the doors. Guiding them in, he led them through a clean living area that was lived in but not cluttered. Once through this room, they were taken down a short hallway and into her office.

When Ra heard Vincent bringing them, she prepared a list of her accomplished trades and what she could offer them.

Maldor Sancetti Vyllia Sancetti Glitch Kinthal Tertius C. Nargath

 

[Maldor Sancetti]

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"Thank you, Vincent," Maldor said, accepting the offer of a ride.

Maldor kept a pleasant countenance and a mildly suspicious mind during their travel to the home of their host, but by the time they had arrived, he was sure this was a legitimate business meeting. There had been too many opportunities to do away with them, and no flicker of danger from his limited mastery of sensing such things

Once into the house proper, faced with the person they were meant to meet with, Maldor folded into a polite bow before presenting his fiancée.

"The Lady Vyllia Santhe, of Santhe-Sienar, and Chancellor of Commerce for the Diarchy," he said. As they were not yet officially married, he did not mention House Sancetti... even if the fingerprints of their new union were apparent to anyone with an eye to notice.

"And I am the Lord High Chancellor Maldor Mecetti, of the Diarchy, and Chief Executive of Trigonus Industries... and pleased to meet you, Miss Numare. You have a lovely home, situated on a lovely planet. I was born on Obulette, but I freely admit Naboo challenges its beauty."

Whether he actually believed that or not, no one could deny that Naboo was a beautiful world. Not even an ex-Tapani Sector noble.




Maldor Sancetti Vyllia Sancetti Glitch Kinthal Tertius C. Nargath Ra'a'mah

 

[Tertius C. Nargath]

OBJECTIVE: Commerce, Trade, cont(r)acts
LOCATION: En route to Naboo
OUTFIT: Attire
TAG: Maldor Sancetti | Glitch Kinthal | Vyllia Sancetti | Ra'a'mah

It looked like one of the first meetings the Marquis had to attend to, was one with a particular person who apparently had begun to grow a successful business within the region and who could potentially be a useful ally in penetrating the Naboo market. Despite the logistical problems the company was experiencing recently, the N&Z was still a juggernaut on the galactic scale, with more than one major faction in its pockets, thus being granted an opportunity to add a third to this list was not a bad thing.

Having arrived at the hotel where he'd be staying for the foreseeable time, the Eriaduan noble was led towards a large repulsorlift limousine by his Valkan guards, who in turn would be occupying the two troop transport vehicles which combined would make up the Marquis' personal motorcade. The trip towards the disclosed location of this meeting was relatively uneventful, but upon arrival, Tertius noticed the size of the hangar where he had been invited to, which denoted a large capacity for storage and thus showed a decent logistical capacity and competence which the Chairman of the N&Z looked on favorably.

Halting next to a shuttle which had landed as well, tertius exited his limousine flanked by his guards, looking around to verify and potentially neutralize any possible threats to their employer and liegelord.

"It looks like that's a Mecetti craft," The Marquis let out a soft chuckle, realizing this ment that he wasn't the only invitee, but would either be working together or competing with the High Chancellor...quite an interesting prospect. "Ah, it looks like there's already a welcome committee."

As his own crew left their designated hangar, the Marquis noticed how another group of people were already being greeted and led away, from the distance he could recognise Maldor Sancetti , which made him smile ever so slightly. Only to be approached as well, with the same mention of a speeder already being prepared for the transport of the Marquis.

"You are most kind, sir Vincent...though I must insist to take at least my Centurion Livicus with me for safety and security reasons," The Marquis hoped that this intermediate would understand that as someone with high standing, the Chairman of the N&Z also had the sad risk of being a target for many a mercenary and overzealous anarchist wishing to either gain a sizeable ransom or simply attempting to cripple the galactic economy. "I'll have the rest of my Valkan guards safeguard the premises to insure security for my property and that of the Diarchy's High Chancellor."

If there was no problem with these terms, the Marquis would allow himself to be led towards the premises within which he'd be having a meeting with the one who had invited him to Naboo. Upon the arrival, Tertius calmly noted how the house where they would be holding these talks was quite lovely, perhaps dwarfed by the Valkan citadel on Eriadu, but that place was in truth more of a mixture between a maze, a palace and a fortress rather than a place where one could live comfortable and enjoy their free time.

As he noticed the High Chancellor and the lady Vyllia Sancetti who happened to be the Chancellor of Commerce within the Diarchy and thus in essence was Tertius' counterweight within the Diarchy, where he enjoyed the quite strange, yet important role of Financial Advisor, which in a sense made him economically more powerful within the Diarchy, but luckily made it so he didn't need to bother too much with politics.

"Introducing His Excellency, Tertius C. Nargath, Marquis of Valkan, Chairman of the N&Z Umbrella Corporation, Financial Advisor to the Diarchy," Centurion Livicus' voice boomed as he attempted to make it clear who the arriving guest was. However, Tertius himself just gave the centurion a pat on the shoulder, calmly nodding towards the other guests and the host in question. "My apologies, my Valkan Guards can be a bit overzealous with introductions... but as he said, I am Tertius Nargath, though you may just call me Tertius...no need for the titles and grandeur."

 

[Glitch Kinthal]

Glitch slowly stood and left his data pad at his spot he was sitting at and looked at the guests that where arriving and smiled. "Greetings honored Guests. I hope your trips where good." His eyes ran over each person sizing them up his eyes dropped to the centurion and his hand opened and closed. "Please take a seat My Name is Donaven. I am merely here as an investor and outside voice." He chuckled and made his way over and offered a hand to each one to shake.

If the shook his hand or not didn't bother him but if they did his one was a Droid hand was cold but it gripped with a firm grip but not painful. His other hand was warm but had calluses showing he was not afraid to do hard labor if need be he also had a firm shake with this hand. He returned to his seat and picked up his data pad and started scrolling through it and tapping at it not looking up to the others in the room at this point.

"I can offer a Glass of wine if you would like its an old bby bottle." He offered this old wine for this to show he had the funds to be a strong investor for anyone here but also to provide a solid drink for anyone who wanted one.

 

[Ra'a'mah]

Ra stood up when they entered her office. It was rare for her to have visitors at her personal home, but she felt she had been long enough out of any major wartime actions to be remembered. The Sith she had been was gone, and while she did not deny the Force, she didn't rely on it.

After giving Maldor and Tertius the chance to introduce themselves, she did the same for Glitch, and then she introduced herself. Coming out from behind the desk, she was smiling politely, but if they could read her face, they might notice it did not go to her eyes. Keeping everything professional, she also handed them each a datapad with the businesses she had connections to, as well as a few smaller governments.

"I am Ra'a'mah Numare, and this is Donaven Nichols. Please have a seat, and if you wish, we can provide you with refreshments and drinks."

Getting herself a glass of water, she didn't drink red wine and declined Glitch's offer of it.

"Thank you, Lord Mecetti. Perhaps someday I can visit your home and see the beauty you speak of. It is my pleasure to have you all here."

While she kept things professional, she did have to show a small sense of humor about Tertius' comment.

"There were days when I got similar introductions from Vincent. Now we are much simpler but so much larger and busier. If you wish to look through the datapads, they contain some important information about my business and the goods I can offer the Diarchy."

Falling silent, Ra felt she was getting into a good position and waited to hear what they had to say.

Glitch Kinthal Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath Vyllia Sancetti

 

[Maldor Sancetti]

Maldor shook Glitch's hand, greeting him warmly before turning as Tertius made his arrival. Tertius' escort made a better announcement than Maldor had managed for himself. Next time he went somewhere, he'd have to bring a protocol droid so as to multiply his pomp. It was always better to have someone else singing your titles and authority as you entered a room.

He nodded to Tertius as he came in. He was possibly the most powerful businessman in Diarchy space. His tentacles went everywhere, it seemed, and got into everything. This was probably good for the Diarchy, but it made him a somewhat intimidating competitor. With Santhe-Sienar still recovering from the debacle of Imperial dissolution, and Trigonus industries just getting off the ground, Maldor was quite confident he did not want Tertius as an enemy.

He returned his attention to their host, his face darkening somewhat when she suggested visiting his own home.

She could not know this was a sore spot for him, but he was unlikely to ever see the Tapani Sector again in his lifetime. He would never again walk the halls of his home on Obulette, or kiss his mother's cheek.

It was a wound that would never fully heal.

Maldor leaned forward as he took a seat beside Vyllia, glancing over the assembled data pads. "Everything is better with wine and appetizers, I always say," he commented, a smile returning to his lips. Best not to dwell on what was lost. There was still much to gain.

"With the recent disruptions to the systems of galactic space, some trade routes have been stretched or changed or even broken. This has left a few of our worlds in desperate need of supplies, and the transport of those supplies have been made more difficult by the upheaval of galactic cartography. Supplementing our internal production and distribution with your goods and delivery ships could be a solution to ensuring the smooth operation of outlying systems..."

He cleared his throat, glancing to Tertius. He was sure that man was thinking the same thing he was.

"But to be honest, I think you might be just as useful to the Diarchy in the political arena. As a locally active businesswoman, you must have extensive contacts with Naboo. I would be very grateful of introductions you might make to luminaries in the government here. If a trade arrangement could be signed with Naboo, I see no reason why you couldn't act as one of the principal go-betweens moving goods between us. A profitable arrangement for everyone involved.

This would, of course, create a substantial uptick in your operation. Increase security needs. Santhe-Sienar specializes in high effectiveness, low-cost fighter production. And they are on the cusp of developing an improved ion engine that will put past Tie-Fighter variants to shame."

He looked to Vyllia as he teed her up for a sales pitch. Merchants were always targets, and that meant their convoys were always in need of protection. Everyone could win, here.




Glitch Kinthal Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath Vyllia Sancetti Ra'a'mah

 

[Vyllia Sancetti]

Objective: Secure business ties
Location: Naboo
Outfit: Dress
Tag: Maldor Sancetti | Ra'a'mah | Glitch Kinthal | Tertius C. Nargath

Since her own security force had attempted to kill her during the Liann riots, Vyllia had developed a bit of a passive observational approach to new associations. It helped that Maldor had become a constant companion and could take the forefront initially for Vyllia to gain confidence in the situation. This by no means made Vyllia a delicate flower, merely a great deal more cautious.

A mere nod, warm smile and an inquisitive glare followed her announcement to the assistant who was to guide them to the meeting. The Santhe woman stood tall and proud arm locked with her fiancée eager to hear what was to be offered.

The announcement of Marquis Nargath, Financial Advisor, brought a smirk to Vyilla's lips. She wondered what the dynamic would be within the Diarchy's group of three successful business owners. Would they work together for the betterment of the Diarchy or with their own self interest coming first. Wealth requires selfishness after all.

Vyllia smiled at Donaven, a slight bow of her head in welcome and a smile she would let Maldor handle the initial niceties, but gladly took a glass of wine. She took a seat and looked over her hosts. Ra'a'mah Numare seemed so far to be what was expected, but the meeting was new. And the addition of Donaven was something Vyllia would study closely to figure out how that would affect negotiations.

Vyllia smiled as Maldor weaved his mastery in speaking. Taking this meeting from one of supply transportation in troubled times to a political and financial boom for Ra to a sales opportunity for Santhe-Sienar.

"We are in the end stages of a new engine system, the Tandem Impulse Engine. It will greatly improve all facets of TIE ships. We will have new designs off the line shortly. Something I am sure can be offered at a fair price to close business partners."

 

[Tertius C. Nargath]

OBJECTIVE: Commerce, Trade, cont(r)acts
LOCATION: En route to Naboo
OUTFIT: Attire
TAG: Maldor Sancetti | Glitch Kinthal | Vyllia Sancetti | Ra'a'mah

Calmly and politely nodding towards all those present, both those he knew and those he would be meeting for the first time on this occassion, the Marquis of Valkan presented himself in a rather aloof manner, as if despite the earlier announcement made by his guard, he'd rather be acting as an observer in this meeting, seemingly somewhat similar as Glitch Kinthal seemed to be doing. He had taken up this role before, with the same man being the beneficiary of this act to remain a bit more on the background. Yet this time, he had an ulterior motive to refrain from any overly aggressive business as well. No matter how high Maldor Sancetti had managed to get into the Chancellorate and no matter how many chancellors began to be appointed and came flocking around the Diarchs, the lesson they all had to one day learn, was that in truth, there was a third power within the Diarchy.

This Third power was Tertius, who through his generous donations, his respectful relations to the Diarchs and his personal stake within the Diarchy, had essentially become somewhat of a third Diarch, he might not have held any political power persay, nor any military power, but his voice and opinion were heard by the diarchs personally, his council was sought after on many an occassion and without him making the first step to support the Diarchs, the Diarchy as it were, might have not even existed in the same capacity as it did now. However, it was because of this more background position he took for himself, that the Chairman of the N&Z was capable of being more observant, more critical and thus more meticulous with his approach to any and all partnerships which could benefit not only the Diarchy, but himself as well.

His eyes calmly glanced towards Maldor, when the man clearly was going to utilize his strengths again, the Marquis hated to admit it, but when it came to charisma, the Scion of House Mecetti had him beat. With a soft smirk and a gentle nod, Tertius acknowledged Maldor and seemed poised to allow the man to speak his mind. In this case, there was after all no rush for the N&Z Chairman to jump on this opportunity like a shark, considering he had already been poking around in several other ventures within the Diarchy and beyond, allowing the others to approach the host with their own deals and possible opportunities was not going to put much of a dent in his own profits, especially now that his foothold in the outer rim was being strengthened again by the Imperial Confederacy.

"Lord Mecetti and Lady Santhe bring good proposals," The Marquis clapped his hands calmly, nodding towards the two with a gentle smile on his face, yet within his eyes laid a shrewdness one could only expect from those who belonged to the Eriaduan House of Nargath. A few seconds of silence, a slow curling of the corners of his lips was enough to divulge that while amused with what had been provided as possible deals by both who had spoken so far, tertius found their proposals to be a bit...lackluster. "But I am concerned as to the scope of these proposals, they seem to lack something. As you both should be aware, Lady Ra'a'mah Numare operates a young, but promising delivery company. This means the focus of their ships would be less on starfighters like TIEs and moreso on anything from small transport freighters up to probably frigate sized cargo haulers. TIEs can be employed for convoy safety, but I doubt these would be the bulk of the operation's fleets."

Tilting his head a bit, the Marquis smiled ever so gently towards the host. "While it would have been rather easy for me to make a proposal in which my company simply buys you out and grants you a high position within its ranks, perhaps more suitable for this sort of venture would be a cooperative plan. My STS division is essentially a competitor to your own company and as being part of the N&Z does grant it some extensive boons, you have a possibility of gaining a stranglehold on the Royal Naboo Republic in terms of transport and delivery. So what I propose is a joint venture... the N&Z could handle the logistical operations, the charting and setting up of locations, transport hubs, etc, while your company can take on the active parts of the logistics in terms of the intergalactic transport and utilization of the routes. Santhe-Sienar and Trigonus Industries may provide the ships and the maintainance with support by the N&Z should it be required. In such a joint venture, we'd each have a controlling stake of 33.33% , which means any further action would need a majority vote of two to one in any decision which could change the course of this joint venture."

 

[Glitch Kinthal]

Sitting there listening to this proposal which could of been made much shorter but he enjoyed the word play to an extent and crossed his legs taking a sip of the wine. granted he never swallowed it and smiled at everyone before setting his drink down and taking the data pad and sighed with a smirk. Looking over the information he set it back down and looked at everyone. His gaze like that of a trained warrior his muscles twitched slightly. He thought about the Ion engines and then the 33.33 percent and he raised his hand.

"You see that still leaves .01% for someone to hold onto within this arrangement you proposed tertius. but you seem to be after something more. Joint ventures require someone to put up funds to start and where as you can that does give you power past the 33.33% steak you offer. "

Looking over the man glitch stood up and walked around the table as if a predator stalking prey. he stopped behind Ria for a moment and then continued back to his seat and sat down taking his glass of wine.

"You need a backer so I will take that .01% and provide the full capital for this joint venture. if anyone agrees that is. But I have a counter offer to Tertius.
The Ion drives are actually a good spot to start here as it lets us know who can do what. They have strong R&D which is good. And you have the power of ships, and Ria has the power to make sure the product moves cleanly from one place to another. So My thoughts are we create a new company vs a joint venture and work as one. I will drop over 2billion credits on the deal and provide any resources that I can to this new company"

Glitches offer was to create him a shell company to better filter his credits through.

"If anyone questions my resolve on this I will swear upon my sword."

He then sit back and took another sip at the wine he had offered much to all of them and closed his eyes his metallic finger tapping on the desk lightly.
Ra'a'mah Tertius C. Nargath Vyllia Sancetti Maldor Sancetti

 

[Ra'a'mah]

Being as astute and observant as she was, Ra could tell she had potentially said something very wrong. Thankfully, Maldor did not appear to hold it against her, and she would be careful not to mention his home planet again. Listening to his comment about the changing supply lines and corrupted hyperlanes, she knew she had an ace up her sleeve.

The Metal Lords had maintained the data feed she received and kept her updated on the changing lanes. As well as other items of interest to droids. Much of which did not concern her. Trade networks did, and she could be convinced to pass on this knowledge to these new partners, if things worked out as planned.

Leaning back, what he proposed was certainly unexpected. She was familiar with the people of Naboo and had established a trade agreement with several local businesses. That didn't sound like what he was after, though, and she kept silent for now. Turning her attention to Vyllia when she was given the chance to speak, she listened to her, too.

In all of her years of trading, she had only encountered any issues once. That was when she had a bounty on her head, and she was out leading her fleet for the trade. Maybe things had changed enough that armed escorts were needed more often. Something she would keep in mind.

Sipping her drink, she had a difficult time keeping some of her thoughts from her face. She might be a new face to Tertius, but she had been around for quite a long time. Her company and fleet had represented several large factions in its life. They had long been forgotten and fallen into mere footnotes of history. Such was the way of some things, and Ra had come to accept that.

Not interrupting Tertius and allowing him to give his proposal, she lifted an eyebrow when Glitch spoke up.

"I don't think I'm quite ready to give up my independence. Joint ventures are easier to control for each party involved. Now that being said, I'm not entirely opposed to what Donaven suggests, though. The point of the joint venture would be equal input from each of us.

"Who would you put in charge of the new company?"

It looked like her guests had played their cards; now the game could begin.

Glitch Kinthal Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath Vyllia Sancetti

 

[Maldor Sancetti]

Maldor considered what Tertius said, a hand lifting to stroke his beard. The man was nothing if not an expert at baking and slicing pies with a cred-chip filling. The Tapani sector noble was glad that he wasn't trying to gobble the whole dessert himself.

Maldor's eyes narrowed when Glitch added a new dimension to the proposal.

A new company, created specifically to handle this partnership was a good idea. Capable of being dissolved if the partnership ever outlived its usefulness. Not a bad plan.

But when Glitch offered to fund the whole setup of the enterprise in exchange for a pittance of stake, that set off alarm bells. Like a gold-gilt box containing a platinum-plated grenade, its pin tied to the inside lid.

"Forgive me for doubting your generosity, Sir," Maldor said, "but why would you invest such a quantity of coin for such a paltry stake in the endeavor? I tend to become cautious when a proposal seems too good to be true. It usually is."

Who was this guy, anyway? Did Riamah have criminal entanglements? Was this an attempt to launder money or move black market trade goods, under the guise of a legitimate business?

Maldor glanced to his fiancee' wondering what she thought of it all.

"If I had to choose a CEO for a joint project- decisions subject to VETO and Vote by investors, of course- I'd opt for the Lady Santhe-" Not Sancetti, not quite yet. Soon.

"Though I may be biased, a history of managing Sienar Fleet Systems has prepared her well for such a role. Connections in ex-Imperial territory and her position as a Chancellor of Commerce for the Diarchy would help smooth out any difficulties which might arise.

I'd nominate myself, but you probably don't want someone who could be urgently called away from business due to a political crisis in the Diarchy. And Tertius is more than capable, but has expansive holdings to manage. I'm sure you could do it, Baroness, but it'd be a role aided by the web of political and commercial connections Lady Santhe possesses. Even I can't compete with that."




Glitch Kinthal Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath Vyllia Sancetti Ra'a'mah

 

[Tertius C. Nargath]

OBJECTIVE: Commerce, Trade, cont(r)acts
LOCATION: En route to Naboo
OUTFIT: Attire
TAG: Maldor Sancetti | Glitch Kinthal | Vyllia Sancetti | Ra'a'mah

Resting his left arm's elbow upon his right hand, while stroking his chin with his left hand, Tertius listened to what Glitch Kinthal seemed to propose as a counter to what he had put unto the table. At first, when the talk was still about his own proposal of a joint venture which could evenly distribute the burden and would utilize at least the best part of the other two, alas it seemed that this man while not entirely wrong with his counter proposal, did not seem to figure out that the inherent downside of a new company was a much higher bureaucratic engagement, building up separate resources and connections to allow for said separate company to thrive on its own, it would also mean diverging from currently known and operated management structures to build one anew.

It looked like the Baroness Ra'a'mah wasn't exactly too keen on stamping out a new business out of the ground either, a Joint Venture could still be considered a new business, but only by marketing and brand-recognition standards, it would however have the advantage of still being tied structurally to the cooperating companies and people in charge of said companies. Yet, when she posed the inevitable question on who would be leading the joint venture and who'd provide which part of this proposed deal, the N&Z Chairman had some time to think, mulling over the question while Maldor Sancetti took up the talks once more.

His ears perked up when hearing the Mecetti heir mention the pertinent question on who'd be fronting the joint venture in the first place. ofcourse the proposal ended up to be the woman he had been with; the Chancellor of Commerce: Vyllia Sancetti . While on paper, she didn't seem a bad choice, Maldor did make one miscalculation in his proposal: if Tertius would be too busy because of the vast trading empire he was managing and Maldor himself was predisposed for with his duties as High Chancellor and chairman of Trigonus Industries, Lady Santhe too would probably not be in the best position when it came to having multiple duties on her plate.

"I do not entirely bother with the validity or origin of this gentleman's coin, Lord Mecetti," Tertius calmly mading a waving gesture with his left hand, as if to gently wave away any issue there might have been. "There are no laws in the corporate world preventing us from spending or taking money from less savory ventures, simply because as you should be aware, all of us who have a stake in the industry of war can't be called free from blood on our hands either. It is why it is best to remain neutral and avoid trying to figure out the origin of one's coin. All we have to care about is what it is inevitably used for, nothing more, nothing less."

Lowering his hands in order to lean lean upon the table, which added some aggression to his stance, but was also meant to show that he did see himself as a bit on top of this entire ordeal, the Chairman of the N&Z nodded towards Glitch Kinthal . "Why wouldn't we just appoint you as CEO? truthfully, the true power resides with those who carry the heaviest burden of the joint venture, we have five people here present, so we can act as a board with a simple majority vote rule as a possibility because of our uneven number. Now on to the question of who brings what to the fore... Unlike Trigonus or Baroness Ra'a'mah, the N&Z isn't limited to one or two functions... weapons, ships, transportation, security, droids, finances... there is nary a cookie jar we do not hold a stake in. However, as per Sir Kinthal's proposal... the N&Z could provide the ships for this endeavour if need be."

 

[Vyllia Sancetti]

Objective:
Location: Naboo
Outfit: Dress
Tag: Maldor Sancetti | @Riamah | Glitch Kinthal | Tertius C. Nargath

Besides making Vyllia a bit more cautious and desired to see many angles before jumping in, her exit from Lianna had also instilled a bit of distrust in her. Vyllia could not prove it yet, but it was a good possibility that her family had put a bounty on her head. They after all were long gone when all hell broke loose in the company's headquarters. She was the last Santhe remaining. That seemed like a bad omen. And if you can't trust family, who can you trust?

The discussion of a joint venture was a bit of a shock to Vyllia. Of course she knew there would be some involvement on their part, and being ship builders supplying a fleet to establish trade between Naboo and the Diarchy seemed as though it would be expected. The mention that Santhe capabilities were limited to starfighters brought a bit of a smirk to the Lady's lips. That may have been the bulk of their work in the past. And what they were well known for, but Vyllia hoped that would be changing.

The discussion of new companies and joint ventures was not what Vyllia expected from this meeting, and the last thing she expected was for Maldor to volunteer her to lead such a thing. It was comforting to know he wouldn't bat an eye to confirm his confidence in her in such company. And while new projects were in development for the new era of Santhe-Sienar, she wasn't sure that she wanted to be the leader of this project.

"I believe if we concern ourselves with the execution of our dealings first perhaps the organization to put it into motion will become more clear. I will not shy away from leadership, however I think we should focus more on who will do what to make goods flow effectively, as the Marquis had pointed out. Divide and conquer to begin with. One of our roles might dictate taking a higher stake in the overall venture. That person should have a bigger say in the handling of business. The how is more important than the who at the moment."

 

[Glitch Kinthal]

Sat there listening to everyone. Maldor had a valid question but he was thinking short term not long. Glitches mind was already thinking 30 40 50 years in the future for this short term it would be a loss but one he was willing to take because if this worked as well as he expected then it would pay double or triple what he put in but didn't respond and gave everyone a chance to speak.

Turning his attention to Tertius and and listened to his words and he simply swirled his glass His suggestion about appointing him caught his attention and was not something he was expecting though since he was at the talks it meant he had to be in the pool. he let nothing slip on his face about his thoughts on this his emotions left perfectly in check. His right arm was in pain but he just pretended like everything was fine he wasn't sure why but it seemed he would need to excuse himself soon though he would return it didn't take long.

Though Vyllia caught his attention and caused him to raise a brow she hadn't taken the bait and he smiled now taking a sip of the wine.

"Well to cover all your concerns I will first start with Maldor." He set the glass down and stood up

"You want to know where my coin comes from and that is fair as if you want people to not question the movement of good that are sent you want the money to be clean as for the credits provided they all come from various other ventures i have fronted cash for mostly small businesses within the outer rim supplying security or helping to grow fertile crops moisture farming and one is a transportation company. I lost on all of them for the first 5 to 10 years but then i made massive recovery and that is the money I am willing to put forward. From what i know of these companies and people they are still small and function only on their planet but all are kind people that I felt could use the help."

Glitch then turned his attention back to Tertius and just stared for a moment holding eye contact before speaking.

"So for you wanting to put me in charge or putting my name in the hat I am not against this but I usually enjoy living off the trickle funds of massive growth in the long run. but as I am here and in these discussions I should at least accept responsibility and not want to be the silent benefactor."

He looked towards Vyllia and smiled softly at her as she managed to side step everything and force a different discussion this interested him and changed the tempo of the battle again this interested the Echani. He took a seat and grabbed his glass.

"I will be living as a pauper for awhile if I fund this joint venture or company which doesn't bother me I grew up in the muck and climbed out so going back for a bit isn't a problem. I also offer something else safe unused hyper space lanes I would say they are almost privet and will shorten the distance by at least 5%."

He felt he had satisfied what they asked he then pulled out a breifcase and opened it pulling out data pads the provide information on Donavens ventures nothing where major save the security but even it was smaller than any other they would find. He then took a seat and looked to the only person he hadn't spoken to.

"as for who I would put in charge you all have a reason i would vote for you so it comes down to my trust and that would have to go to Ra"

He hadn't realized he had just used a short form of her name but then sat back taking another sip of his drink still appearing to drink the drink.

"on this note I will need to step out to the bathroom apparently the wine is going through me."

He then got up and started out of the room and took to the bathroom where he took his coat off and pulled the black cuff off and pulled another out of his coat clicking it back into place

"Fuck that hurts."

He then pulled his coat on and made his way out seeming to have just used the bathroom slight sweat on his brow and took his seat taking the wine again.

Ra'a'mah Vyllia Sancetti Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath

 

[Ra'a'mah]

Only Glitch had any real inkling of the extensive businesses Ra had on her plate. To the Diarchy people, she was a new face. Same as they were to her. It made sense for them to question things, and she understood this. If they wanted any additional information about her, she would be happy to provide it. Maldor pointed out some pros and cons of both him and his partner. He also expressed some concern about the offer Glitch had made. Everything was going as she had primarily planned, and she was pleased with the network being built today. Liking what she heard, she nodded and gave her attention to Tertius.

Having him say he wasn't concerned about where the funds originated might upset Maldor, but Ra was pleased he felt this way. It seemed he had blood on his hands, and Ra wondered how it compared to hers. That was certainly not something to talk about over a business meeting. Perhaps never to see the light of day. It wasn't her business either, and she wasn't going to ask.

As he explained, most of the time, the person who fronted the expenses was the one in charge. She knew Glitch wouldn't go for that and also figured she would be the one appointed. Regardless of who secured the position, they would be supported by strong individuals behind them. Her intuition still felt it would be her. With the offer of ships, she didn't say anything. It would be a boon, and she would accept that as his contribution to this effort.

Hoping to come back to something Vyllia mentioned, she would give Glitch his turn to speak. Taking a sip of her drink, she was patient and gave him the time he needed. Quietly keeping her thoughts to herself and her emotions mellow, there was a bit of a flash of irritation in her eyes when he mentioned the secret hyperlanes. With the unrest happening, she had wanted to keep these between them. Oh well, she would have to live with his choice. She was aware of other routes. She just needed to make sure they were still operational.

Giving him a motion of dismissal when he needed to take care of his arm, she waited until he left to speak to her guests. When the door closed, she leaned back and appeared relaxed.

"Thank you for saying you're willing to provide the ships for this. In my travels, I have yet to encounter hijackers or pirates. I guess I've gotten lucky."

Shrugging her shoulders, Glitch returned, and she motioned for him to take his seat back. Keeping up her relaxed stance, she looked at Vyllia.

"I am capable of travelling through the cosmos. My family is taken care of her,e and I have my freedom there."

Tilting her head slightly to indicate the air above them, she hoped her statement would set that part of the equation at ease.

Glitch Kinthal Maldor Sancetti Tertius C. Nargath Vyllia Sancetti