The Adiministratum opens the Gates

[Galicus Sagious]

Galicus was called to the halls of the administratum on short notice, with the latest news of the conflict between the Mandalorian warmachine and the battered republic defenses, travel from Muunilinst to the core worlds was discouraged by the spacelane patrol officers yet Galicus made it to the world and to the halls of Jar'Kai without so much as turbulence. Galicus was sorrounded in the halls of the members of the Administratum Miliatarie, veteran officers of the One Sith, all retired and all with major stakes in the conflicts of the galaxy.

The Muun walked the long halls that had no handles, a sign of fearlessness in death and a statement made for all who reached the inside of the secret halls inside Atrisia. Those who did either had known Lord Mythos well enough or were acquainted with allies of the Sith who pointed them in the right direction for their... needs.

Warforged was eager to begin it's funding of warmachines against the enemies of the One Sith and so the man who came before them this day would have the full attention of the Administratum for his eyes only. A rare treat... Yet before the man could enter Galicus was tasked with the formal meeting briefing.

He stood from the chair he was appointed in the round durasteel table and acknowledged those around him with a nod of his elongated head. "This meeting is now in session, advised to the counsel that our research on the project we previously discussed is as of this moment being brought into progress by the Will and our host in Atrisia."

Nods of approval and murmurs rushed the meeting briefly before the muun continued. "Today we have a special representative from the clans of Mandalore if i am not mistaken. As you know the Mandalorians have finally stood up to the tyranny of the republic,today we have the opportunity to make a statement and tell the Mandalorians that they do not stand alone in this conflict"

Again, approval and murmurs echoed in the massive hall. Galicus, pleased with his presentation gestured to the Jar'Kai royal guards to let the guest into the halls and before their presence to be judged and assessed.

[member="Vilaz Munin"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

It had been a while since the Mandalorian began doing mercenary work and bounty hunting for the One Sith which gave him access to some parts of the system, but nothing too major that was an important foundation to the government of the Dark Lord of the Sith. Vilaz was granted all the technology made from the prosperous industries of the One Sith which was was one of the only corporations that the Redneck trusted along with Mandal Tech, Mandal Motors, Mandal Hypernautics, and Armatech Industries. But now that the Clans of Mandalore had engaged in combat against the tyranny of the Galactic Republic he began receiving transmissions from bureaucrats within the bureaucratic system of the One Sith. Now the Republic would have to fight a war on two fronts and because of that the odds would be stacked immensely against the Republic. One could say that the alliance between the Mandalorians and the Sith was unofficial, but it was something that Vilaz hoped for. If only those within the vode could realize how ignorant they were, then a symbiotic relationship between the Sith, the Mandalorians, and, perhaps, the Techno Union could happen. Three powerhouses combined in a triumvirate would bring the trio sheer dominance over the Galaxy. The Warrior hoped such thing would happen sooner or later.

Here, in the halls of the Administratum Militarie, was the Field Marshal behind grand doors that would lead him to a council of retired veterans from the ranks of the One Sith army. Suddenly, the doors opened unto him and the first few things he saw was a long bridge leading to a table that already had people attending. Vilaz was dressed in his personal armor and had his face concealed from his buy'ce, and was armed with just his dual WESTAR 34 pistols. He walked the passageway and after a few mere minutes of walking he came across the table that had all the seats occupied except one. Obviously, it was for the Mandalorian. "Afternoon," he greeted to the officers before he took a seat. "I hear good things from this corporation and I plan in investing my wealth into it. So tell me: what are your best deals?"

@Galicus Sagious

 

[Galicus Sagious]

The officers around the table sparked a smirk at the sight of the Mandalorian. They had expected a clean cut businessman from Mandalore, perhaps a bureaucrat politician yet instead they got something akin to them, a warrior, a gritty veteran that they could see had been a veteran of one too many battles. Veterans understood each other, this was something Galicus was beginning to understand, the lingo and the jokes, the operator speech... it was something Galicus found amusing, being a muun of high-class and never firing off a single shot in his life, he felt like a bit of an outsider. "Cordial greetings mandalorian, the members of the Administratum and myself are eager to begin business with you and the clans of Mandalore."
The retired brigadier General was the first to speak, tipping his head to their guest as a salute from soldier to soldier.

Galicus brought forth an image upon the center of the table where the symbol of warforged would come alive. "We are Warforged Incorporated, the first One Sith corporation that will branch out in the private sector. We offer bonds and resources of war to those who are currently fighting the enemies of the sith, if Mandalorians are currently fighting the republic as we know, we would like to offer our help, in any way we can."
The Admiral interceded, bringing about the introduction of the company before Galicus took the nod to proceed.

"We are prepared to send troops, credits, weapons and funding to the mandalorian war effort, at the end of each victory your soldiers will undoubtedly achieve" Galicus said confidently playing to the pride of both sectors. "We claim a percentage of the spoils of war adequate to our investment in the war effort."

"We also have special operation teams ready to be deployed for a small fee, we can infiltrate them behind enemy lines and arm rebellions and guerrillas against the enemy using their own populace who as of this moment is harboring resentment, making such operations much easier."
The last to speak was retired Moff Larroqor, his voice ruffed and stone dry by age and experience.. his one white eye scanning even if it was blind. Some said Larroqor was never really blinded, he just gave one of his eyes to the dark lord in engage for his blessings.

"For more extreme cases, we have our interventions... we move the strength of Atrisian Armies with, the blessings of Lord Mythos of course, and we launch a full scale intervention against a target of your choosing... " Galicus sighed at that last deal, it was risky and dangerous but it was part of Warforged. "The bigger the size of the military we move, the higher the fee..."

Silence... they awaited the man's rebuttal with creeping anxiety.

[member="Vilaz Munin"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

He listened as the retired veterans spoke and presented their deals to the Field Marshal, and spoke with words that were full of persuasion. The thing is that Vilaz didn't had to worry about getting a loan from a bank or work his rear off to get the required creidts to pay this militant company. After training the clone troopers for the corrupted Galactic Republic he had billions of credits in his vault which was used to invest in high tier companies that he trusted and bought from. He began investing in Armatech, Clan Rekali's corporation, Mandal Hypernautics, Mandal Tech, and Mandal Motors, and from those investments he gain profits and revenue.

Being polite and showing manners to the One Sith veterans he allowed them to finish their presentation and when they were done they looked at him with an anxious face. Under his helmet he had a straight, plain face with no emotions whatsoever. He opened his mouth and let the words come out.

"To set the record, I'm rich. I trained a whole clone army for the Republic, and don't bother gasping or what not. They are collapsing by exterior and interior factors. I don't mind spending one third of the tons of credits stored in my bank account in your soldiers. Now, I want one of your Atrisian Armies stationed on Concord Dawn, another on Mandalore, and another with me whenever it is time to fight the Republic. I'd also like a dozen of your special operations and be deployed in major worlds of the Republic. I want their expiration date be sooner and not later."

@Galicus Sagious

 

[Galicus Sagious]

The silence broke quickly as it began, the man boldly flaunted of his riches and it brought a collective smile across the faces of the equally wealthy officers and muun across the table. Galicus now handled the situation, the officers merely set things in motion as they were commanded yet they were under the direction from this point out of Mythos, Galicus and the One Sith. The Muun pondered for a brief moment before looking over to the officers to gaze their reactions to the soldiers request. Their collective nods were subtle but reaffirming.

"The mobilization will be instant upon transfer of funds, the third, eight and seventeenth legions of Atrisia will be under your jurisdiction from the beginning of the contract."

Galicus took his time to prepare the transaction and contract wit the seal of each officer present using the standardized procedure of holofirm handle made by Warforged themselves. The contract when created would move to a second system inside the mainframe of the capital of Atrisia in the marketing and treasury beruou, then passed to real copies to be stored in the physical database of the Atrisian firms on smartchips that could hold up to a million contracts each. After the Muun was sure he had developed the standardized processes on the new model of organization and passed the information along to the officers, each giving their unique stamp necessary for process then to the mainframe of the capital for seal and approval.

The old Muun showed his age, the time he took to process it brought many of the officers to nods of boredom but in the Muuns perspective, a good days work could not be rushed. After Gaicus was done a datapad containing all information on Legion weaponry and ammunition and other details would appear from below the top of his side of the table upon a pedestal in the shape of the symbol of the One Sith in pure gold.

Now it was the turn of their new advocate to process the fee that was stated down below. So many digits that Galicus counted them over to make sure he was absolutely, positiveness, sure that was a correct number. It was enough to build a new fleet, but it was well and called for to secure the repair an damage the armies might sustain, total destruction of the legions was accounted for... but the profit of this dead could almost rebuild it twice.
"Please... take all the time you require to revise.."
[member="Vilaz Munin"]