Tmoxin Temi
Blood Monarch
Location: Roon
In a glass and durasteel corporate office, the Executive Council of the Techno Union re-convened for a swearing-in ceremony. Two new recruits had been hand-picked recently to head up two important divisions of the Techno Union. The first one was to be the Director of Security, replacing the former Director of Security, a surly Kobok named Narg, who had recently died in a competitive speeder bike race. The second was Director of Intelligence, which, after failed diplomatic talks with the neighboring Hutt Cartel, seemed more vital than ever to the survival of intrepid capitalists across the South Systems.
In addition to a thorough background check and vetting among prominent Techno Union stakeholders, they would, as a final step, travel to Roon and meet with the Executive Council. The Executive Council, after all, had their vested interests to protect and would pay their relatively high salaries. This wasn’t conscription after all. The Techno Union security forces, sentients at least, had the best pay and health benefits in the galaxy. This was due primarily to the efficient army of droids which made up most of the Techno Union military.
Council members would be gathered around the large conference table, with refreshments like stimcaf and pastries to the side if someone felt inclined to eat. It was a fairly informal affair, but Tmoxin was interested to find out more about each new Department Head. Would they face some tough questions today? Perhaps, she mused. But the Hapan, newly minted into the Executive Council herself, would gain her own answers without an interrogation.
[member="Kyber Salurra"] [member="Meryn Dupont"] [member="Gerion Ardik"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Token Waters"] [member="Danger Arceneau"] [member="Dagora-Kel"] [member="Hion the Herglic"] [member="Jared Ovmar"]
In a glass and durasteel corporate office, the Executive Council of the Techno Union re-convened for a swearing-in ceremony. Two new recruits had been hand-picked recently to head up two important divisions of the Techno Union. The first one was to be the Director of Security, replacing the former Director of Security, a surly Kobok named Narg, who had recently died in a competitive speeder bike race. The second was Director of Intelligence, which, after failed diplomatic talks with the neighboring Hutt Cartel, seemed more vital than ever to the survival of intrepid capitalists across the South Systems.
In addition to a thorough background check and vetting among prominent Techno Union stakeholders, they would, as a final step, travel to Roon and meet with the Executive Council. The Executive Council, after all, had their vested interests to protect and would pay their relatively high salaries. This wasn’t conscription after all. The Techno Union security forces, sentients at least, had the best pay and health benefits in the galaxy. This was due primarily to the efficient army of droids which made up most of the Techno Union military.
Council members would be gathered around the large conference table, with refreshments like stimcaf and pastries to the side if someone felt inclined to eat. It was a fairly informal affair, but Tmoxin was interested to find out more about each new Department Head. Would they face some tough questions today? Perhaps, she mused. But the Hapan, newly minted into the Executive Council herself, would gain her own answers without an interrogation.
[member="Kyber Salurra"] [member="Meryn Dupont"] [member="Gerion Ardik"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Token Waters"] [member="Danger Arceneau"] [member="Dagora-Kel"] [member="Hion the Herglic"] [member="Jared Ovmar"]
