Gray Would be Happy

[GhostOfProtocol]

853 ABY​

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[member="Kaine Australis"]​

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The Flying Dutchman exited hyperspace with a pop.

Kaine Australis had become something of a close friend to Kei since he had begun working with House Raxis. Kei had built the man a base, a place that soldiers for both House Raxis and Kaine Australis' Mandolorian Clan (Clan Australis) could train in relative secrecy with very little threat of being killed or found while they were training. Plus, the base was a good hiding hole should everything go wrong.

Kaine had called him out to an edge of the galaxy. Kei didn't know why, what he wanted to do was search the galaxy for the rest of House Sorenn-Syrush. However, Kaine had been a good friend and therefore Kei was willing to give him the time, see what the man wanted. Kaine had earned that right, Kei had no issues visiting the man to see what he wanted, see why the man had requestred him.

Kei walked from the bridge.

Two soldiers flanked him. Kei didn't care for them, he hardly paid them attention. He twisted a few dials on the holobelt around his waist, Sith armour changing into a projection of a suit as he walked. He went from scary looking Sith to casual businessman as he walked towards the hanger, walked towards a shuttle so he could get down the planet, down to Kaine, the leader of his own Mandolorian Clan.

The shuttle departed from the ship once Kei was upon it, sat down. The soldiers remained behind for Kei trusted Kaine not to try and kill him. It was possible that Kaine would never be able to kill him, Kei would snap the man in three and then remove the important body parts. Kei wasn't sure what other reason Kaine would have to speak to him though, unless there was a business meeting Kei wasn't aware of.

The shuttle penetrated the cloud. Kei leant back, and grinned.

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

853 ABY​

Kadia System​

[member="Kaine Australis"]​

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Kaine wasn't dealing with an idiot.

The shuttle touched down as Kei stood up. He almost enjoyed the thought, the cool image that Kaine would see as Kei strolled through the smoke as the boarding ramp lowered. Kei almost wanted a legion of troopers to walk out prior for it would add to the image that Kaine would see. Kei was all for a good looking entrance, that and being fasionably late. Both of those were valid things that Kei was good at, that Kei could master.

He wasn't dealing with an idiot.

Kaine lead a Mandalorion Clan. Kaine could order fifty thousand men to march down on everything Kei owned and everyone Kei loved. Kaine could be ruthless if he was made to look like a fool, he owned a rather large army and a navy that was thirty thousand times larger than anything Kei owned. Kaine was a dangerous man, but he wasn't an idiot. He could keep chill bit he wasn't an idiot. He was clever, a very clever man.

Kei stepped from the shuttle. He was unarmed, mostly. The force was a good weapon, and the Sith armour hidden by the holoproducers was also a decent weapon due to it's weight. His lightsaber was in force reach but not on his person. He had hidden it perfectly on the shuttle so that he could free it if he needed it. He doubt he'd need it mind, Kaine was a safe and casual man, he didn't appear to want to hurt Kei.

"Good evening, my friend. How can I help?"

 

[GhostOfProtocol]

853 ABY​

Kadia System​

[member="Kaine Australis"]​

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The pub?

Kaine knew him well, a simple Corellian who liked many of the same things as the rest of his planet's species. That included alcohol, Corellian or otherwise. That also included smuggling, although it has been way too many years since he had last smuggled anything, his ship of choice was a little too large to smuggle anything. Perhaps people would be able to be smuggled, but that was about it. It was a ship not designed for smuggling.

Kei followed the Mandolorian into the deep bowels of the station. Kei had only been to Kadia once, he'd built a very large training facility inside of a volcano that serviced Clan Australis and House Raxis. Kei grinned to himself, no-one but Kaine needed to know that Kei was training his own little personal army, his only little fighting force that he could control, who would be under his very command and would follow his orders.

No-one needed to know.

He smiled, taking a seat in the pub when he and Kaine entered. He nodded to one of the men who would order him a drink, polite. Kei could go for Corellian Ale, he could enjoy a good Corellian Ale right now. Corellian Ale was impressive, it was a drink that reminded him of home. His species was a patriotic folk, they quite enjoyed being at home on their own planet, no matter how broken it was and how ruined it was.

"How can I help, Kaine?"