Gray Raxis
Blind and Broken
Gray was being pulled apart in every direction between his two businesses. He had moved WESTAR once before after he first obtained it in the auction. There was tension between the United Clans and the Mandalorian Empire at the time, which still was not completely gone, so he had the company moved just in case something might be done to it in a form of retaliation. He had decided to move it into Empire space, but that had turned out to be a horrible, horrible mistake. The split in where his companies were located made it very hard for him to get any work done for either of them. He was constantly having to travel from one side of the galaxy to the other. Even using the hyperlanes, it took far too much time.
Gray was finally had enough of it, and decided he needed to move the company yet again. This time he was going to move his assets to be in the same sector as his other company Raxis Independent Designs. So here he was with as many freighters as he needed to move everything at his soon to be former Headquarters on Echol'ya. He had already loaded up his assets from Bastion, and those freighters were waiting in orbit. He watched as the men moved all of the equipment and all of the computers containing the heart of the company in them onto freighters. He had liked this building, he had liked it a lot. The office was perfect, but that didn't matter now. What mattered was getting his companies so they were close enough he could afford to do things with them. Soon enough everything would be loaded and the properties would go up on the open market.
Gray was finally had enough of it, and decided he needed to move the company yet again. This time he was going to move his assets to be in the same sector as his other company Raxis Independent Designs. So here he was with as many freighters as he needed to move everything at his soon to be former Headquarters on Echol'ya. He had already loaded up his assets from Bastion, and those freighters were waiting in orbit. He watched as the men moved all of the equipment and all of the computers containing the heart of the company in them onto freighters. He had liked this building, he had liked it a lot. The office was perfect, but that didn't matter now. What mattered was getting his companies so they were close enough he could afford to do things with them. Soon enough everything would be loaded and the properties would go up on the open market.