The 1 percent

[Alli Wren]

Alli smiled as she opened up her companies headquarters to this crazy idea, the idea that several corporations could found their own sovereignty and still be independent. It was positively brilliant, She had orders for members to be escorted directly to the board room, which had wine, gourmet appitizers, and personalized folders in each chair with a once over of the proceedings. She had prepared everything she could now they just needed the people. The room was full of the finest in executive furniture, the walls had a holovid on it that currently over looked a cliff in corelia, her favorite location. It was funny that she had hosted the event but no one else had gone about with the initiative.

 

[Zev Stargo]

When Zev arrived, he did so with four OOM series battle droids that he was reluctant to leave outside. He agreed to it, however, and was now being escorted through a hallway to the meeting place. The officials led him to a door that slid open and revealed a room that was decked out in luxurious furniture and holowall that depicted a cliff side of some sort. It was not to different from the much larger holowall that Zev had in his companies headquarters. His eyes did a quick scan of the room, stopping when he saw the Alli sitting on a couch. He recognized her, she was his competition when selling to the senator. She still maintained that beauty of the woman he knew from his youth and it perked the old mans spirits

"Ah, Miss Wren I failed to realize this was your establishment. It is a pleasure to meet you again."

 

[Sentepeth Veyaiko]

Leaving his private Yacht back at the landing pad, a squad of 4 quadruped war droids clanked down the exit ramp, guarding him in the event of an assassination. After much protest Sentepeth left the droids at the door, but nonetheless he kept a hold-out blaster by his thigh, hidden by the many layers of his ludicrously expensive robes. Unsettled by the large quantity of security, he was walked through to the board room. Proceeding to the board room, he found himself in a rather nicely decorated room, almost as nice as his Yacht. Within stood an aged man and a woman. Knowing not who either of these people were, he stepped forwards. "To whom am I making my acquaintance?"

 

[Silens Telum]

Frustration was a good word for the things he was feeling. He had to abandon his armor for the 'dress uniform' of his organization. Rather simple black attire. Still, he felt too light without his armor. He had nearly punched a hole through one of the guards when they started debating on how best to handle his cybernetics. Still, good show for the rest of the groups. Business face, think business.

He walked into the office and nodded sharply at everyone inside. "Greetings. I hope I'm not the last one to show up."

 

[Edward Vyperion]

A droid walked into the room and simply said "Am I not too late for whatever is going on?"

 

[Alli Wren]

Alli smiled as everyone walked in. "Greetings everyone, I am Alli Wren, CEO of Baktoid Industries, as we all discussed via encrypted messages, we are all here for the same purpose. It is a pleasure to see you all, now please take a seat and we can get about discussing the specifiics. I also appreciate you leaving security at the door, I know it is hard to do. " She smiled, and motioned towards the table full of refreshments and drinks, along with each person's personalized overview. She wasn't sure if she was suppose to lead the meeting or not.. She had made the overview from their talks... but wasn't sure if she should take charge. " Well then, I am sure we are all very eager to get started. but first lets all introduce our selves. "

 

[Edward Vyperion]

"Oh good, I'm not too late, at least I am off that rock I was built on now." The droid said with a grin
(NOTE: I keep forgetting this OC is like a Terminator now xD Oh well)

 

[Bip]

A tall female-looking droid followed it's master in. Bip, as it was called, had taken to smiling at everybody it saw. It was dressed in a long black dress and tall black heels. It's white synthetic hair had been pulled back into a bun on the top of it's head.
It, because, even though it's body was decidedly female, a droid had no gender.

 

[Zev Stargo]

Zev nodded his head, taking a drink from the table and then taking a seat "I am Zev Stargo, owner of Stargo Enterprise. Currently we produce public transportation vehicles and spices. Recently we merged with one of the only two bacta suppliers in the galaxy, which is now a division within Stargo Enterprise."

 

[Edward Vyperion]

Vyperion smirked and took a glass of wine from the table "I never really liked wine much, but everything I'd drink would be crude for a business meeting such as this. My name is Vyperion, first droid of the Vyperion series of assassin droids, however you may call me 'BAD'." the droid then chuckled at his alias
(BAD is an acronym for Bounty hunting Assassin Droid)

 

[Silens Telum]

He sat in a seat, not wanting to be rude. He picked various food stuffs as he listened to a few introductions before he figured it was his turn. "Silens Telum, and my lovely assistant, Bip." He gestured back to the droid. "I handle paramilitary and security work, as well as combat instruction for those who want it through my company, Blackcraft Interventions. She acts as a friendly face on my behalf since... well, a cyborg Zabrak isn't exactly good for PR." He grinned and leaned back in the chair.

 

[Bip]

"Greetings," the Droid said, simulating a friendly yet professional tone, "I am Bip. I am programmed to understand six million forms of communications, social interactions, simulate human behavior, as well as act as a secretary to Blackcraft Interventions. I am pleasured to meet all of you."[SIZE=small] [/SIZE]

 

[Edward Vyperion]

"Oh ho ho... a droid with probably the same voice program as me. Never thought I'd see one of those in my 107 years of existence." Vyperion said with an almost foxlike grin (If he was a magic user, he'd turn his head into that of a fox right now XD) (Oh, and he knows the simulation of a human voice because he has one himself)

 

[Sentepeth Veyaiko]

"I am Sentepeth Veyaiko, owner of Veyaiko Corp, exporter of Isotope 5 and soon to be owner of the Intergalactic Banking Clan. That is of course, if the Imperial Remnant don't halt my assault of the headquarters. I must ask, however; why have you brought us here?" Considering the prospect of a bust, his pride turned to fear. "God help you if this is a bust! I can't go to jail!" The Neimoidian looked around fearfully, terrified of any possible law enforcement. He was wanted for numerous murders and possession of illegal war droids, and he was not cut out for prison life, considering his size and cowardice.

 

[Edward Vyperion]

"Rather odd grouping for a bust, big guy, so relax... I am a newbie in terms of business, as I got control of the staff of the factory I was built at, also known as VyperTek, rather recently." Vyperion said
(I decided the unknown factory would be called VyperTek, any objections?)

 

[Sentepeth Veyaiko]

"Odd grouping!?" The Neimoidian exclaimed. "We're some of the galaxy's richest! We have Zev Stargo!" He yelled in dismay. "Maybe he didn't tell you, but he's a damned mobster! South Systems Syndicate! Infamous man among the shadier residents of the galaxy. For all I know he's out to have me done in and take my credits!" The Neimoidian was on edge after the loss of his protection droids. "If I don't get answers..."

 

[Edward Vyperion]

"Funny, you say we are the galaxy's richest, yet I only have a minor company that is on a Sith controlled planet." Vyperion said

 

[Sentepeth Veyaiko]

"Well maybe you aren't, peasant droid." He spat. "But standing before you are the CEOs of Baktoid Industries and other such prestigious enterprises. What are you anyway? Security? Protocol? Cleaning!?" The Neimoidian advanced forwards, raising a scrambler in threat. "You know what this is!?" He was caught up in fear and anger, a dangerous mix indeed.

 

[Silens Telum]

"Relax, my big green friend. No one's here to arrest you. I'd appreciate it if you didn't threaten to harm any droids, otherwise my friend behind me might get hurt. And if that happens, you're going to have a large, angry Iridonian in the room. Now, if you would, sit down and calm yourself. Deep breaths." His voice was calm but carried a deep, commanding bass to it. He never once lost eye contact with the Neimoidian.

"From what I've seen discussed in the files here, if you'd have bothered to read it before jumping to conclusions, there's a proposed 'merger' of sorts. For safety's sake."

 

[Edward Vyperion]

"Assassin. And I have existed for a total of one hundred and seven years now, most of them in Mark One. Also, I am not a peasant, I'm merely a droid looking to expand his own assets like my two creators did so long ago." Vyperion said with the same sly grin, as calm as can be