Barkt Melan
Next-Gen Bothan
Something was obvious to anyone watching Barkt; the Bothan was nervous. He wasn't fond of working with the Spynet, but he also wanted this contract. They seemed to want a new stealth tech, a new infiltration ship. Apparently that was something dear old dad had never gotten around to. That was odd.
The CEO was one of many representatives sent to try and earn a contract. Most of them were talking to aids or looking over business documents. Barkt looked like he was drawing. Somethings never changed, and when he was nervous, the bothan always worked on ship designs. It was one of those things that made sense to him. He liked trying to figure out equations and working out ship designs.
Almost as if they were being studied for the moment where no one would be ready, the door opened. The room fell deathly silent as the Spynet entered.
[member="Raziel"]
The CEO was one of many representatives sent to try and earn a contract. Most of them were talking to aids or looking over business documents. Barkt looked like he was drawing. Somethings never changed, and when he was nervous, the bothan always worked on ship designs. It was one of those things that made sense to him. He liked trying to figure out equations and working out ship designs.
Almost as if they were being studied for the moment where no one would be ready, the door opened. The room fell deathly silent as the Spynet entered.
[member="Raziel"]