Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Organ music drawled on a low setting from a speaker in Aurelius' office. Seated before the clouds in the Bastion sky, a cigarette hung from his mouth while he augmented the final layer of a bullet at his desk. Metal heated and fell in heavy drops onto a protective form beneath the fine point of his transmutation needle. Pudgy fingers gripped the end as the thick needle delicately molded the isotopes of the slowly refining bullet shell. Transparent and thick, the bullet could pierce a telekinetic barrier and give any soldier an advantage against a force user. Puffing away on the cigarette, an eye raised to the opening of the door and met the face of a secretary who slunk inside.

"Mister Morday, Lady Banshee is here." The woman brushed back a dread lock past her pierced lips. A leather pencil skirt hugged her thighs beneath a pinstripe blazer. She stood in veritable contrast against the burgundy walls and gold filigree of Morday's office. Saying nothing, Aurelius merely a waved a hand to dismiss her and she turned around to exit and receive the Sith Lady.

"A slaver. F#cking charming." Aurelius pulled the cigarette from his mouth and crushed the end in an ashtray. He grumbled to himself while the door remained closed and diverted his gaze the bullet. He smoothed out the shell a little more before setting it aside and rising from his seat. The Sith Lady's own financial revenue did not please him in the least and Aurelius repressed his disgust. The customer was always right and he breathed a heavy sigh and prepared to play diplomatic. Sliding out from behind the desk , he walked clumsily over to the liquor cabinet and procured his favorite cognac and a large brandy balloon.

The dismayed expression remained on Aurelius' face until the door opened, at which point he stood up straight and grinned jovially. The Sith slave master appeared and held her dignified stance before the closing door. Aurelius extended both arms and greeted her with a genuine smile marred by gold teeth. He wore burgundy robes which parted in the center beneath a stiff capelet with a standing collar. A glittering clasp held everything together at his neck. Huge gold buckles sat on the front of his black pointed shoes. Rings glittered on his fat fingers as they splayed against the air to welcome Banshee.

"My most illustrious lady! I am honored to serve you in my sanctuary." Aurelius grinned and gazed upon her with large blue eyes. "What can I do for you?" He said before motioning to the liquor cabinet. "...but first, tell me what you drink." He maintained his happy manner and strode over to the cabinet, only imagining the kinds of depraved devices a slaver might commission. Aurelius did not maintain any moral limits when dealing with customers. He would make anything if the price was generous. On one of his fingers, the first two letters of his given name were tattooed. Opinions and waning morality meant little, he did it for the gold.

[member="Darth Banshee"]
 
She had arrived on bastion using her personal Fury, from their she took a speeder to [member="Aurelius Morday"] personal domain. She was here to get her hands on some custom cybernetics, as she was hoping to make a slave shock troops, or better known as cannon fodder. She was well aware not everyone agreed with slavery, but they where not sith. As sith knew that theirs a food chain, and as far as the force was concerned they where top dog. The rest where their to service the their needs, no matter what that need was. Then again the republic use to have slavery, but under another name, it was called a slave wage. That was when people stuck in dead end job, but just earned enough to survive. She was just more honest about it, well that how she saw it.

As she approached his home, she met by one his servants. She was dressed provocatively, no doubt the man personal taste, she did wonder if she was also a concubine. She then entered his room, she could smell the smoke in the air. She did not like it, not that she disapproved, but she use to be addicted to death sticks. It was something she did, to be ready for fights against the mandalorians. She did this as mandalorians blocked the use force, with those damn lizards, so she desentized her self to it, and learned to numb the pain. He smiled at her, he obviously been in a few fights, as he seemed to lost most of his teeth. He offered her drink from the liqueur cabinet, she rarely mixed business with pleasure, but she was doing businesses with a fellow sith. So she should be more on her guard, but then again it was alcohol. No liqueur is too strong for me, red wine though if you have some. She replied with a smile, as she sat down she pulled a pad of what she wanted. Though she knew there would possibly be small talk first, she liked the small talk, when it was not a crowd.
 
Swerving over to the liquor cabinet, Aurelius procured a deep red bottle and a crystal chalice. Setting the base down on the side table, he opened the bottle and filled the ruby alcohol just over half way to the brim of the glass. He poured his own glass of brandy and handed the chalice of wine to Banshee.

"Good taste, m'lady, this is an Echani vintage which I think you will enjoy." Aurelius said, cupping the huge balloon in his hand. The woman sat down in the seat before his desk and he slid around the side to take his own seat. Casually moving the tray with the bullet aside, he received the datapad from her hand and cautiously glanced over the details. The order specified cybernetic components to stimulate the body of a slave soldier to heighten adrenaline and testosterone, decreasing fear and heightening aggression. While the industry manufactured the limbs and frames for cybernetic models, electronic components were not something that could be made with alchemy. Musing over the details, Aurelius paused for the moment while he considered possible options.

"If I may offer, my lady, we are able to create a stimulant in the form of a drug or equip a cybernetic implant with a device which injects the substance." Raising a bejeweled finger, Aurelius widened his eyes and offered her an optimistic smile. He set down the datapad and reached into the drawer of his desk for two forms, each containing separate quotes for the stimulant and the cybernetic implant. "Or if my lady is generous, we are also able to augment your troops to "naturally" increase adrenaline and testosterone levels." Aurelius produced another form for the biological enhancements. The cost was considerably more expensive than the previous quotes. "A drug can be manufactured to fit your desired strength, whereas an electronic component is far more limited in terms of the effect." Sliding his fingers together, Aurelius rested his chin on his hands while introducing a variety of options to Banshee.

"I am able to show you some examples of our work if you like." Aurelius finished while he waited for the Sith Lady's answer, more than ready to show her to the laboratories where Sith Juggernauts were augmented and supersoldiers were prepared. If she was not convinced by his offer, he remained more than confident her mind would change when she saw the results. He pushed the guilt to black depths of conscience and maintained his business morality.

[member="Darth Banshee"]
 
[member="Aurelius Morday"]

Echani red the man had taste, now he really had her ear. She smiled as the glass was poured ​It is my favorite, and very expensive. You have good taste, in wine I see. She sipped the wine, this is not the stuff just slosh around. She listened to him, he did not do electronics, but had another idea. She was fine with it, as long as cheap. As she did not want to spend to much money on each slave, as these assault troops, who was she kidding they where canon fodder. Not much would be left of many them after each use, so it was not worth spend too much money on each one. As the high turn over of personal was going to be normal, but then again she need them to die well.

He offered an auto injection system, this was not something she thought off. She listened to his spin on it, and she liked the idea. As it was not just stimulating it, it was boosting it as well. He offered to show her the results, she quickly thought over in her head, and smiled and said Yes. She was hesitant in her head, but she did not want show that. Though who knows what sith spawn he is augmenting. Some of them where seriously hideous beasts, and to frank she was never a fan of sith spawn, yes they where powerful, but they less controllable. She took another sip of her red wine, and asked So what have you been testing on? It was more to make small talk, than anything else, as drinking this quality of wine without making something out of it was a waste.
 

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