Private Money for Nothing

[Makai Dashiell]

OSLUMPEX V

Wearing \ Gear : X | X | X | X | X
Interacting With : Castor Crane | Liin "Tera" Terallo

At their last meeting, Makai had suggest himself and Director Terallo go into business together. Last meeting the Corporate Sector Authority had put together the meeting with some interesting subjects to say the least. Director Terallo was the only one that was the promising lead, planning to go in together on a facility. Besides, the bio-molecules could be useful - eventually - on his mining ventures. He hadn't done enough research to make a yes or no determination for a long term contract. Right now, perhaps a year on the ores they refined into metal. Makai had a project going for a new type of liquid metal, of which he hoped the bio-molecules would be a cornerstone of.

Today, the main focus was a massive refinery to send said ore. Exo Crane would be facilitating the operation, given the location in Corporate Sector space. Makai would have happily did such a thing with an assistant, but the man seemed insistent to meet himself and Director Terallo personally.

Hands shoved into his pockets, he waited outside the industrial district for the two other parties to arrive.

 

[Liin "Tera" Terallo]

Her arrival came a few extra minutes after that of Mister Dashiell. There was a bit of a delay at the landing platform and Liin detested being tardy to anything. It was far better to be early than to be late. If either of the Board of Directors got wind of it, she'd face a series of lectures. However a few minutes was far better than a few hours. Or even one half of an hour.

Liin walked at a brisk, yet steady pace. One that hardly looked like she was in a rush at all. A few guards accompanied her, as was part of the new protocols, yet she paid them no mind, for her attention was solely on Mister Dashiell. The promise of another business venture was a welcomed one. More importantly in the development of a new manufactured ore. Just the prospect of new and innovative ways of working with biomolecules excited her. At times her imagination would run away with her as she thought of a plethora of ideas. However she found herself having to temper some of those moments as they'd often arrive at improper times.

Spotting Mister Dashiell with his hands in his pockets, Liin approached slightly to the side of him. "Hello Mister Dashiell. I hope that today finds you well. I apologize for being slightly behind in my schedule. I hope that I am not too late. Shall we proceed?"

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[Castor Crane]

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Tags: Makai Dashiell | Liin "Tera" Terallo
Location: Oslumpex

Oslumpex has long stood as one of the crown jewels of the Corporate Sector Authority, and for good reason. It lays at the crossroads of the Authority Arc and Shaltin Tunnels hyperlanes near the edge of the Sector, earning its status as a gateway world into Corporate space. It’s the first stop for hundreds of thousands of beings, from migrant workers and new hires to corporate elites and their clients.

It seemed only natural that Oslumpex see the additions of NCBM and Aina Holdings.

All the CSA’s original signatory sponsors maintained a presence in the capital, including the headquarters of voting sponsor Shipwrights and Aerospace Engineers Incorporated. Castor was eager to see two more promising allies come to enjoy the view.

The ExO arrived just after the pair of corporate officers. He smiled as he approached, extending a hand for Makai Dashiell to shake and a graceful bow to Liin "Tera" Terallo when he met them.

“Welcome to Oslumpex,” Castor said kindly. Outside the cutthroat environment of the board room, the ExO seemed much less intense. The crimson glow in his cybernetic eyes was dim, but the red tint of his transparisteel irises was still slightly unsettling.

“I trust that your time between Ord Radama and now has been fruitful. I can practically guarantee that this afternoon will be.” Castor offered a moment for them to speak freely about the amenities of the Corporate Sector should they have sought lodging on Ord Radama, Oslumpex, or someplace in between. Or, of course, a safe trip to the Core and back.

He clasped his hands tentatively behind his back, looking forward to the business of the day. “Where should you like to begin?” Castor asked. “I have a comfortable conference hall nearby with amenities if business remains unaddressed, or we can proceed to the proposed site for your projects.”

 

[Makai Dashiell]

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Interacting With : Castor Crane , Liin "Tera" Terallo


Makai shook the ExO's hand back, happy to meet the man once more. Standing outside the complex, Makai was eager to get down to business. However, he had to keep Director Terallo in mind. Not everyone conducted business in the same manner. Perhaps she was more the sit and look over documents type. He personally wanted to kick some tires and see the sights. It just helped to make decisions that much easier.

"I will defer to Director Terallo. I am happy to go in whatever direction she desires."

Besides, he was a gentleman after all.

 

[Liin "Tera" Terallo]

Liin offered a bow of her head in response to their host's gesture. Quite often she had been given a handshake as he had given to Mister Dashiell, but for all that she knew, it was not his custom to do so with ladies.

Parts of him were cybernetic and for a brief moment she had wondered what had caused such modifications to be made. Was it due to battle? Or disease? Or perhaps he was merely extending his life beyond normal means? Either way it was something that she should not allow herself to be distracted with for long.

As the decision of their destination was deferred to her, Liin offered up her choice. "Well gentlemen, I would be delighted to tour the facilities at our disposal. Holovids and schematics can only do so much. I am rather fond of seeing them first hand."

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[Castor Crane]

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Tags: Makai Dashiell | Liin "Tera" Terallo
Location: Oslumpex

"To the site then," Castor said with a smile. The apertures in his eyes constricted as they stepped into direct sunlight, adjusting to the rays automatically. Oh how he loved to never squint, and even more so to skip the paperwork and get right down to business. "The Board has reviewed your proposals and we believe we have just the location for your operations."

For most clients, he would have offered land, developed or otherwise, and left them to their devices, but Oslumpex was competitive in terms of lots and expansion. To ensure that both Aina Holdings and NCBM were fasttracked to operational status in the Corporate Sector, Castor and the Direxs agreed unanimously to offer the duo an unused refinery that was built and subsequently abandoned by a fledgeling ore magnate. Luckily for all of them, Castor had staked claim on the facility before its machinery could be scrapped by the vultures known as Corporate Grab Teams.

As if on perfect cue, a blacked out speeder with heavy tint on its canopy arrived just ahead of them. A Gran stepped out and opened the rear passenger door for Makai and Liin before doing the same in the front for the ExO. It was a short drive throough Oslumpex's industrial sector to reach the aforementioned refinery, which gleamed in its infancy in the sun.

"It's fully equipped to process raw minerals and ore, but you're welcome to gut the place and sell of or retrofit what you have no need for. I'd have had it done myself, but I'm no miner. I though the pair of you would enjoy taking a look at what's there and deciding for yourselves what's worth incorporating into your operation." When the speeder was fully stopped, Castor got himself out while the Gran aided the others. The ExO slipped a small handful of gems into the alien's breast pocket, gave it a playful pat, and asked him to come back a few hours from now.

Castor looked to Makai and Liin with an eager expression. "Right then. Let's begin, unless either of you have questions or reservations?"

 

[Makai Dashiell]

Wearing \ Gear : X | X | X | X | X
Interacting With : Castor Crane | Liin "Tera" Terallo

Makai was quiet on the ride over to the complex chosen by Mister Crane. Gaze was focused out of the dark windows, taking in the landscape as they passed. The types of buildings and state of the area. He understood well they may be shown a run-down area in hopes their presence would bolster business in the area. That was fine with him ; but the price better match the conditions.

Exiting the luxury speeder, Makai rebuttoned his suit jacket, craning his head up to look up at the large building. Shaggy head turned to look at those surrounding it, relatively new. Typically buildings that once housed a mining facility were quite dirty. Wasn't a reflection on the owners, just a typical by-product of business.

"Previous owner wasn't here long."

Attention turned back to Mister Crane and Director Terallo.

"None on my end. I'm ready when Director Terallo is."

 

[Liin "Tera" Terallo]

It is not often that Liin got to go on tours. Most especially in areas as seemingly run down as this. More often than not, she was shown the best of the best to impress. But here she hoped that looks were deceiving. In fact she was almost certain that they were.

Exiting the speeder with the help of the Gram, Liin took in the smell of the air. It was not awful, but it moreso expressed the very industrialist nature of the area. Metal dust, oils and soot were quite easily picked out. Oh how she was very thankful that she wasn't a laborer. Although it could be said that one could become nose blind to it over time.

With a curteous nod and smile to the pair, Liin gestures for the tour to proceed. "After you, gentlemen." There was little need to display any type of eagerness. Afterall they were to negotiate prices later on and she couldn't hurt their chances in getting a proper deal.

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[Castor Crane]

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Tags: Makai Dashiell | Liin "Tera" Terallo
Location: Oslumpex

Castor knew he didn't need to waste time showing the industrialists the ins and outs of the facility; as far as refineries go, it was rather predictable in terms of laylout and accomodiations. The real crown jewel of the location was the half-dozen empty chambers of moderate size just waiting to be filled with proprietary equipment. Making it more... homey? That was what the real players did. Half-wit CEOs like the one who lost this place just after building it stuck to cookie-cutter approaches. Innovators and shakers like Dashiell and Terallo knew it took much more than that, and Castor was eager to seal the deal and revisit Oslumpex in a half-cycle or so to see how the pair were faring.

Instead, he showed them the core facilities. Things like the mainframe, backup generators, convenient loading bays, and private landing pads. This site, like many others in the Corporate Sector, was protected by the OMM - CorpSec's "big brother" network that secured its assets from insurgents, rebels, and corporate hackers. Espos were also afforded for security purposes, should they request.

When they had made their rounds and familiarized themselves with the site, Castor would lead them to a turbolift that would take them to the upper levels of the facility, where basic offices were found. He picked a large one and pulled out seats at yet another piece of untouched furniture. "So you've seen the place, the city, the people - where are you now?" Castor had a good feeling about the deal, but buyers backed out or had reservations all the time.

"What are you two thinking?" He was eager, but the ExO was by no means impatient. If either of them needed more time, had questions, or wanted to see more of the facility, he'd happily oblige.