Noah was livid,oh he was more than livid,he was down right enraged! He had found out that Blas-Tech Industries had copied not one but both of his light repeater designs and had made over 500,000 credits selling both of them to the galactic public. Noah respected Blas-Tech Industries as both a great weapons company and as a fellow competitor in the galactic arms market,but this was one step to far. He was currently on Corellia having a heated exchange with a receptionist for @[member="Cade Lee "]about talking with him. "Mr.Corek,your going to have to make a appointment if you want to see Mr.Lee!" The woman nearly shouted. "AN APPOINTMENT!?!?!? THAT BASTARD STOLE ONE OF MY DESIGNS!" Noah yelled at the woman while slamming his fist on the table.