Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Moving in Full

The company was in the wake of possible invasion. Things were to be moved and all equipment either destroyed or put on transport. It was no rush, though they needed to do it under the nose of their contract benefactors, the Healer Guild. Jaster feared for months now that the Tecno Union and Rebels were going to converge on Monestary, their Corporate Head Quarters for Umbrella Interest Company. Years of research were to just fall into the hands of the the corporate giants, thus they needed to leave.

Jaster armada was already in the space overhead, for they planned months ahead of time to explore the Unknown Region. Now it was a cover for them to move their lab equipment to another location. Genome Cylinders and company lab equipment were placed on drops ships and moved to Jaster transports. He enjoyed the hospitality of the Healer Guild, but to be captured by the Tecno Union or Rebels would place a soar spot on Jaster plans.

Thousand of scientist and workers worked tirelessly as they decided what equipment could be moved and what could be destroyed. His company was that of a thousand secretes, his clients wish to keep their identities in the dark. So Jaster had to copy files from the terminals and send security to destroy them. Much of the research would be destroyed, but those of importants would be continued at the new Head Quarters or a remote facility. Jaster had a few placed across the galaxy, best to do when your working with shady and powerful people.

It took two weeks for the transports to be loaded, lab files stored on Jaster flagship terminals. They were to set off on a set course as to no be suspected. They did a slow hyper jump to the Mara Corridor, the the Unknown.
 
Jasters armada was quick to reach the Mara Corridor, though trade ships were often checked at trade ports. Jaster only hope was that the hyperspace engines would last till they reached Sriluur. There Jaster had set up a negosiation with the Hutts to use their refueling station, in return their sponcered projects would be safe from investigation. Jaster still needed to reach a long distance with some of his armadas fuel waisted on the medium jumps required to get there.

He would have to stop at a trade depo and refuel a single ship and then possibly return to the hyperlanes. His only option was to reach, Dressel and trade for fuel.

A somewhat easy request, but he would first need to get his escorts clearance to even approach the station before refueling. This was because his transports held all the data and would be required for scanning of illigal substances, which Jaster had and no permit for.
 
The days were filled with worries and concerns weather the fleet would make it to their destination. Crew were unaware how difficult the mission truly was, was officers and captains rushed to war rooms and made plans. Jaster sat at his bridge and looked through star charts seeing Dressel as the no other choice he planned to use the two Star Cruisers to refuel as they would hold the most. This was not a difficult decision, but now they were waiting for the trade post to allow them access to the fuel station.

Only a day had passed since they requested and a fuel bard had arrived to trade fuel for the credits Jaster was offering. They felt lucky as the same day, the trade post had autherized the use of their fuel. Jaster would have ripped them a new one if they weren't already behind a day. So once fueling was complete, the armada was on its way out.
 
Jaster had fulfilled his duty to his crew and his company, they were in the clear as they traveled across the Mara Corridor. His armada would meet ful forces as they reached the Hutts Territory. He would meet up with the battle group and move his Genome Cylinders to work with the Hutts. Even stay a few days before returning to the mission to locate a new placement of corporate Head Quarters.

This would be a plan he must discuss with his Commanders and Cheifs. He had 16 hours to figure the whole thing out with his company before discussing the full move.

"All right, we know why we are all here," Jaster sat at the end of the table in the war room of his Flagship, the 'Remnant', "corporate and I have decided that the risk of being taken over was too high, thus we need to find a safe place to set up shop, this company need to finish its job before moving out, that job is to find a new planet, any ideas?"

The room erupted into argument about who's homeworld was better, places currently still under control of a nation, some free. Jaster was annoyed even more, he sat down in his seat.

After half an hour, there was a voice from the corner of the room the Jaster heard, "Why not Csillia?"

Jaster shot up, unknown territory, that would be perfect. He looked through the crowd to see a lowly Chiss Ensign standing next to a captain. "You, ensign, what did you say?"

The ensign looked around as the room began to look him over, "Uhh, sir I didn't me-"

"Boy spit it out!" Jaster was not in the mood.

"Csillia, sir, the Chiss homeworld, they have left over bases from the old empire, I visited them when I was a child."

The board and commanders looked apon each other, it was a good idea. "Very good opinion Ensign, very nice job indeed." Jaster marked the planet on the map and turned it to the group, we got a raid mission from the mistress for that planet a month ago. Civilians must still be hurting, Umbrella can always lend a helping hand."

The group nodded and smiled as they continued the conversation.
 
Jaster moved the armada with shipment in tow. They were making their way to the Hutts for final shipment, the lab equipment that were not to be illigal for movement were Hitt property. This prompted them to move the shipment to them for their personal movement or protection. Now they were arriving, the small Hutt fleet greeted them, they were no match for Jaster armada, but contracts were signed and deals made. Jaster armada was not to be touched by them. Jaster didn't much care, the Hutt fleet was a small fry in the galactic outstanding but, they moved the product. Along with the product, Jaster moved his most secreat and prized possessions, the Genome Cylinders. Capable of starting whole civilizations with the altering of their genes, Jaster most prized positions. It was needed for the experiments through, many would frown apon what he was to do, but it would make money.

Jaster took small shuttles and freighters to the rondavoo place with the Hitts leader. There they set up the secreat lab and set up shop in the Hutts domain. It was a small step tword achieving greatness, difficult in what he wanted, but overal a single greatness. He acheived total secrecy of dealing with the Hutts and now moved on to bigger deals. Many of the crew waited a few days before Jaster arrived back, though when he did, they continued on their mission to set up new corporate HQ.
 
Corporate was making things difficult, no treaty or contract was made with the Madalorians to cross their territory. With such a large armada they were sure to be spotted, and sending single ships at a time would take time they didn't have. So the plan was to travel between the Mandalorian and Primeval territories through tension riddled space between two very excited armys. This was not a great plan, but all their illigal equipment were dumped off at the Hutt Cartel and they were safe in that area. The free space between the two planets of Telos and Serreno was easy trade lines to manuver, but patrols were very trigger happy and one misfire would be consider open attack and invasions would insue to the misunderstanding.

Jasters armada was large, that's what he needed to secure a platform for his company in Unknown Space. Untouched for years and many still in civil strife, large groups of fleets were needed to civilize the area they wished to occupy. Thus the large armada would be needed, and if things pans out, more were to come.

The plan of moving the armada was easy, though if fired at would be complicated. Move the armada into posistion and drift across the tensioned zone. This was not the first time trade ships moved between the zones, but Jaster was very much armed. This they did the attempt and succeeded in not blowing up. Both Mandalorian and Primeval chatter came through all channels and was difficult to get any message out.
 

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