Point Break

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Isis checked her datapad on her wrist, the Liran's head ridges almost a darker shade from the work that had been going on with Damorian. She had started entry level working on special projects as a low level engineer and with the force that was going her way. She had worked to rise through the ranks bringing new influx of credits with the help of Draco and his project, then she had met Sanya and gotten to work with her and Domino who had gotten her more notice and once you really start to get ahead in some deals you can make a small name for yourself. Helped she was looking at adapting obscure tech into a new line of fighters and the Carrack was still a solid design for a ship. She was coming to one of the better people in the galaxy for getting Tibanna gas and that was what the ships were going to need. Her business outfit clinging with the sleeveless cloak that came down to her ankles with her pockets filled with hard candy.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Business was business, and Danger was more than happy to continue expanding her business dealings with the Silver Jedi... Wait, no.

Damorian Manufacturing.

From the way she understood it, Miz Varida worked with the Sanctum. She knew that there had been a shift down this part of the 'Verse, and she understood it. Her responsibilities down in this sector made her privy to the political motions that resulted in the merger of both government entities. While it was still too early to tell, she had a good feeling about it.

Reports from the current mining on Gromas and Mohc extractives were going well. Phrik was a commodity that many governments and companies would make use of, and Danger not only had mines in Gromas but in Vahala as well.

Today she was to meet with one Miz. Varida, a representative of the new entity. Perhaps this will be a new opportunity for them both. The woman would be invited to come in for lunch at Celestia Station, with one of Arceneau's assistants bringing her in.

Danger would greet her with a smile, "Welcome to Celestia Station, Mmiz Varida." her hand extended in greeting.

"A pleasure."

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Isis was in awe now, her attention on the station and coming to lunch while she straightened her clothing. The jacket she had getting what she needed while she secured the neckguard of her clothing to seal it and give a more professional look. The wrist datapad displaying a holoimage for herself with the numbers and the credits they had moving forward. Tibanna unless you had your own mine was a commodity for fighters they could use in a stealth ship. She was moving through to join the woman and gave one final brush of her head ridges as she scratched at it just a little with a tight lipped smile. "This is a very beautiful place." She looked at the redhead and stood tall offering her hand. "Thank you for seeing me."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

"The pleasure is all mine," Danger would say with a smile shining out towards [member="Isis Varida"], shaking her hand. A slight beckon of her hand would gesture for the woman to follow her, "Please, let us go to a more comfortable place."

"My office is not that far, and the view is amazin'" she'd tell her, taking a half turn on the ball of her foot as the Queen of Trade would lead the cerulean skinned Doctor to their destination.

"I hope you had a pleasant trip?" she would ask, going along with the pleasantries. Business was business, but one could at the very least be considerate. After such a long trip, being able to sit down, enjoy a meal, maybe even have a drink would make both parties comfortable.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Isis looked at her and nodded her agreement. Great view and she hadn't had a bad trip in all honesty she was rather enjoying it now. Getting out of Damorian's officers was a welcomed change of pace she could start liking. The new role of being in charge as she followed to get into the real fun. The business, she liked it... hell she had found a great time working with ones like Sanya and Draco whose help was invaluable. "Thank you." She had the smile on her face sitting when they arrived and getting something to drink. "So while I don't imagine Damorian's recent changes made many waves we are looking to try and get back. Sadly our supply of Tibanna dried up and was never renewed. Same with some supplies of phrik ore, I want to be able to protect my engineers if someone decides to attack them for a ship."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

Danger gave a nod. She could understand [member="Isis Varida"]'s concern.

"So you want the peace of mind of being able to access those resources?" she would ask, continuing the small walk as they would discuss Varida's concerns.

"Mara TibX and Fuels can certainly provide the Tibanna you need. Will you require spun Tibanna? TibX? Or standard Tibanna?" As for the Phrik, they could also be able to use Mohc Extractives. With ownership of Gromas 16, the mine was still providing a steady and ample supply of phirkite ore, which would then be refined by Browncoat Arms & Industrial into ingots.

"As for the Phrik... how much are you looking to acquire?"

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

She was thinking about it, when it came to the gas well the best kind to get would be TibannaX great for stealth ships but she would have to work up to making stealth ships. The planned work they had called for a heavy bomber they could just... decimate with. "Standard for now, the ship we are working on is going to need the energy boost to its weapons for what we have planned." She had a small smirk with that though, planning for it and the thought about how much she needed. for their suits. Not a whole lot, phrik threading can go a long way with the right armor and Damorian had a hauler or two. "FOr the phrik ore, three tons to start and test. We don't need suits of armor just threading in them to be protective and flexible."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Danger gave a nod, " I'm sure you have seen the price lists already for both the phrik and the Tibanna?" her rates were fairly cut and dry, and then depended on the shipping distance. Otherwise, there was no change. If they wanted those three tons of phrik, Danger could start sending a message to Gromas to set that aside.

They made their way down the corridor and then a door to the right went sliding open. It would reveal a large office, with clean lines and a wide white viewport. Danger gestured to a free seat for Miz Varida to sit down.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

That worked for her, with Sanya's payment for helping her construct new shipyards for her company and hauling the equipment, then that mysterious woman who had contacted her and put her in a room with people who gave her the chills. She didn't know how to explain it but their credits were checking out and well in the end for a business that made things go round round like a record. The smirk while looking at the office was there. "That is perfect and yes I have, with some of the work we have been doing it is why trying to renew certain contracts. I dislike supplies dying up when they have their uses." She took a seat look over several of the things and the credits from Venefica and Sanya were showing in the company accounts.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Danger gave a nod.

"Then we have an agreement," dropping her attention to her desk, she brought out a small datapad and an identity probe. Identity probes were small needle-like devices used to verify identity. The needle analyzed a sample of skin and body fluids and compared them with an encoded description of the individual. Due to the transaction, like all the ones Danger used, she had to verify identity and the transfer of funds.

"Please sign here and verify identity. I'll start making arrangements for the phrik through Mohc Extractives." Mining was always ongoing on Gromas, this would just mean that the current mined product would be set aside up to three tons for Miss Varida. Perhaps she could also set aside some more for a project of her own. Right now, the focus was on sustainable energy, and Mohc Extractives was busy trying to find an easily obtainable superconductive metal.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Isis looked at her and the device as she shrugged, though she was curious what it might say. Coming from a race that literally cloned themselves into new bodies as population control.... well She had several lifetimes of being herself and different professions... She was curious if her tax records reflected that now... or those video's she did to pay bills. A look on her face as she set her hand down with a grin on her face. "Perfect then."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Danger would smile at the woman. "Perfect."

Verifying the data - and a rather odd bit of data - would show the reason on why the identity would be interesting. None the less, the species that Miss Varida belonged to would make it a bit more understandable.

"Where would you like me to deliver the Tibanna and Phrik?" she asked, already making the order through her computer. Mining reports would come back in, revealing what the current output were so far. Things were looking well, and three tons wouldn't be too much.

This was good.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Isis looked at her as she thought about where to send it. "We have our main facilities in the Seoul System." She had chosen the system to well work at it and allow them to test in relative safety their products. She had a small look on her face though rolled her shoulders. She was looking over what was revealed and spoke. "This will all be perfect for my engineers and our new designs. Should you want any of the carracks we sell for protection they are still just as strong and heavily armed and armored for protection of cargo ships."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

"Carracks, hmm?" Danger would glance up with interest.

"Tell me more about them," she would follow up with, still going through her records and the order manifest. The turn around time for the phrik wouldn't be too long. It was just a matter of ensuring that the product that was mined would be set aside. Although, mining for phrikite was rather time consuming. Not to mention the transporting to refine into ingots.

None the less, she wasn't worried about the mine on Gromas filling Miss Varida's order soon.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Oh she might just have someone, the smirk on her face. "Well the models we currently sell are three hundred and fifty meters with two variants. a Heavy turbolaser model and ion model, twenty each." She smirked. "Sectional life support and compacted tri layered armor with deflector shields and a secondary redundant back up. With all of that we managed to keep its speed up there to weave through fleets and with ships. There was a time most fleets in the galaxy had a handful of Carracks to buzz enemy ships and lure them in. We are currently working on a stronger mark two version."

 

[Alisha'ven]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Back on Gromas, Alisha'ven, second in command of Arceneau Trade, would personally review the incoming orders for phrikite. The Rutian would periodically review the various locations within the conglomerate that was Arceneau Trade. This included mining locations much like Gromas, Valhalla, Apatros, Bandomeer, Seltos, and other rare world materials. These mines were part of the industrial portion of Arceneau Trade, and Mohc Extractives along with Mara TibX and Fuels were coming along nicely because of it.

The mines here on Gromas 16 held a particular understanding with the Mandalorians. They saw a portion of the profit as well of the product, which suited both Danger and the United clans just fine. Neither ever had any trouble from the other, and it was well known that Danger was a woman of her word when it came to treating a fair deal.

The order for Damorian Manufacturing would be underway, the loud clanks of mining and industries echoing around the Rutian.

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Danger gave a nod.

"What would be the differences between your Mark Two version and that of the first?" she asked, adjusting herself in her seat as she would continue to review the manifests, mining orders, and other memos. Danger was always good to invest in products, a tit for a tat if you will. If the products worked well and the price is right, even better.

Her bread and butter was networking and trade, there was always bound to be someone who would be interested in purchasing goods in one side of the 'Verse or the next.

 

[Isis Varida]

[member="Danger Arceneau"]

Now she was getting into that comfortable part she liked. "The MK II we are working on is using an advanced reactor and stronger lighter hull plating. Some advances in technology have happened despite what happened. We're still recovering but with some deals we have gained an advanced ion encumbrance system for tagging and disabling ships. Our work into experimenting with Molecular shielding and enhanced engines will be able to offset in the end hopefully the extra guns added onto the ship... and he have been working with shielding the systems against sensors and ion weaponry."

 

[Danger Arceneau]

[member="Isis Varida"]

Danger gave a nod, and her ears perked at that bit about shielding.

Curiosity piqued, the redhead would study the Damorian with interest. " What manner of experiments on molecular shielding and enhanced engines have you've done?" One was always curious what new venues of technology would come out into the open market. Some technology was even best sold as parts for other companies to make use of. It was one of the reasons why she was expanding ATC to move into the textile industry.

"What progress have you've seen thus far?"


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Their conversation would continue, while on Gromas 16, the mining for the phirkite ore would continue. With twelve hour shifts, and three shifts in total, there were always miners working on Gromas 16 for Mohc Extractives. Much like the Peragus station, Arceneau Trade had expanded the asteroid station to be orbited by five connecting trade and residential stations.

These would serve as the home of port for the workers and inhabitants of Gromas 16. With constant convoys coming in and out every week, there was never a lack of resources. It was a fuel stop, residential area, even a small trade section for the miners. A vast network of cargo hangers were on the rest of the construct, focusing on the phrikite ore that was exported there.