Miss Blonde
Trying to be straight in a crooked Galaxy
With Reclaimer Arms & Industrial coming out of the gates strong it was time to start forming partnerships and expanding out to other companies. Companies like Tanlab Industries ran by the genius [member="Aurna Vern"] a brilliant scientist, engineer, and owner of Tanlab. The woman had her fair share of trouble and bantha crap happen to her in the past but really who hasn't? There were times where Patricia had done some things she wasn't proud of and well she still had nightmares about it, so there was no judging on her part. However Reclaimer was in desperate need of a contract and mutual partnership with another corporation or faction so this would do just fine.
A small shuttle boomed out of hyper space and approached the space station that was the corporate headquarters for Tanlab, Patricia admired having all your assets in space, made it harder to get to. It was a smart tactical move and was certainly something that she could respect, would she do it? No, but she could still respect it.
"This is CEO Garter, I'm here for the meeting with Miss.Vern, sending clearance codes now" she said and had her pilot send the codes.
The ship approached the station and soon docked inside it's hanger. After a moment Patricia stood up and adjusted her little red dress and took a deep breath of air, letting her breasts rise and fall pushing against the fabric. She was never one to play this corporate game but she had to admit being her own boss with this company was certainly nice. After a few seconds the unarmed woman pressed the door and the cabin depressurized and opened to a bustling hanger of personnel. This was it.
A small shuttle boomed out of hyper space and approached the space station that was the corporate headquarters for Tanlab, Patricia admired having all your assets in space, made it harder to get to. It was a smart tactical move and was certainly something that she could respect, would she do it? No, but she could still respect it.
"This is CEO Garter, I'm here for the meeting with Miss.Vern, sending clearance codes now" she said and had her pilot send the codes.
The ship approached the station and soon docked inside it's hanger. After a moment Patricia stood up and adjusted her little red dress and took a deep breath of air, letting her breasts rise and fall pushing against the fabric. She was never one to play this corporate game but she had to admit being her own boss with this company was certainly nice. After a few seconds the unarmed woman pressed the door and the cabin depressurized and opened to a bustling hanger of personnel. This was it.