Corey's OOC
And where were the spiders
This was a meeting long coming. With the recent regime change to the Confederacy of Independent Systems, the Techno Union was left widely unaffected, baring the ability for the companies to communicate better. The new leadership wanted a whole lot more inter-department communication. And for Marek, that translated as working harder with more companies on the same projects. That would definitely assist the Techno Union in becoming one of the forerunners of technology and creation in the galaxy.
The one person he needed to see had a seemingly business schedule, or it could be on Marek, he was doing a lot of galactic traveling and wandering. Place to place, company to company, not to mention chasing after Knight Obsidian stuff, or maybe it was still part of the Templar Seeker in him. Really, it didn’t quite matter. Finally, he had gotten wind of a particular CEO still being around Hypori while he was there.
It had been a tough couple of weeks in the Confederacy, and Marek wanted ot just make something work right. That was why he took his personal ship, the Dark Tide, and made his way up to the Baktoid station in orbit of Hypori.
Making it to her office, and being escorted in, he took a seat and smiled. “Good morning, Miss Wren.” Right, being polite was nice, even if he and [member="Alli Wren"] had worked together in the past. Still, he wanted her help with ideas for the Techno Union, and he could use Baktoid for some extra projects.
The one person he needed to see had a seemingly business schedule, or it could be on Marek, he was doing a lot of galactic traveling and wandering. Place to place, company to company, not to mention chasing after Knight Obsidian stuff, or maybe it was still part of the Templar Seeker in him. Really, it didn’t quite matter. Finally, he had gotten wind of a particular CEO still being around Hypori while he was there.
It had been a tough couple of weeks in the Confederacy, and Marek wanted ot just make something work right. That was why he took his personal ship, the Dark Tide, and made his way up to the Baktoid station in orbit of Hypori.
Making it to her office, and being escorted in, he took a seat and smiled. “Good morning, Miss Wren.” Right, being polite was nice, even if he and [member="Alli Wren"] had worked together in the past. Still, he wanted her help with ideas for the Techno Union, and he could use Baktoid for some extra projects.