Mars Tonith
Banktankerous Muun
MandalMotors had accepted the invitation. It was incredible news. Not that Mars Tonith expected anything less of course, why wouldn’t MandalMotors want their business? But it was good to get a “yes”, even if it was for preliminary negotiations. Mars was going to Mandalore of course, as it was the site of their corporate office and all of their financial business. Aeten II might’ve been a little closer of a trip, but things happened.
“They’ve cleared us to dock sir.” One of the Iotran Exiles that served as Mars took at a look at his notes. Just another once over on what he could offer MandalMotors, and what MandalMotors could do for him in return. All negotiations at some point traded specialties. What MandalMotors has the expertise to do for a cost vs what Tonith-Damask has the expertise to do for a cost. Most thought a good deal was one where you got more value than the other side, but the truth was no business relationship that exploited a partner lasted longer than a single contract. Some ended quicker than that. A good deal benefitted both parties, so it could be trusted in the long term. Such was the goal today.
The shuttle landed, and Mars left with his guard to meet a collection of MandalMotors security, armed in homemade and authentic Mandalorian Armor. “We’ll escort you to meet with Mr. Skirata.” They said, not bothering to question or even scan Tonith’s guard. The Mandalorians were proud, so were the Iotran, but neither were stupid. If anything their presence was a courtesy to both parties. Soon enough they’d find [member="Gilamar Skirata"], who could probably also handle himself in a fight. Hopefully he’d view it the same way.
“They’ve cleared us to dock sir.” One of the Iotran Exiles that served as Mars took at a look at his notes. Just another once over on what he could offer MandalMotors, and what MandalMotors could do for him in return. All negotiations at some point traded specialties. What MandalMotors has the expertise to do for a cost vs what Tonith-Damask has the expertise to do for a cost. Most thought a good deal was one where you got more value than the other side, but the truth was no business relationship that exploited a partner lasted longer than a single contract. Some ended quicker than that. A good deal benefitted both parties, so it could be trusted in the long term. Such was the goal today.
The shuttle landed, and Mars left with his guard to meet a collection of MandalMotors security, armed in homemade and authentic Mandalorian Armor. “We’ll escort you to meet with Mr. Skirata.” They said, not bothering to question or even scan Tonith’s guard. The Mandalorians were proud, so were the Iotran, but neither were stupid. If anything their presence was a courtesy to both parties. Soon enough they’d find [member="Gilamar Skirata"], who could probably also handle himself in a fight. Hopefully he’d view it the same way.