The Business Deal

[Nyx]

The White Palace.​

As the human businessman stepped out his shuttle onto the grounds, Octavian took a deep breath of the air. If everything went right, the owner of this fine establishment and himself would end today with a new business partner. He needed raw materials from the Cartel, and had reached out to [member="Sempra the Hutt"] in hopes of working out a deal to receive a steady supply of just that.

He straightened out his shirt and glanced around him, trying to spot the Hutt.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Upon entering the Palace a gamorean guard made it obivous to follow him. Passing the main gates the ancient hallways whispered rumors about a forgotten and anceint past. Images of Hutt warriors and war lords appeared strange to some, made sense to others.
The statues regardless framed the alcoves leading deeper inside the large building. The Palace was impressive yet its vastness made it also feel empty at the time. How these halls must have been glorious at their prime.

Soon, the gamorean escort pushed open a door and the bussinessman was led inside a large throne room. Various species, clinged to the walls, some keeping a watchful eye, others ignoring what transpired. The air was vibrant and as the large creature heaved upon a massive throne waved the gamorean forth the bussinessman was presented in the center of the room, alone in fornt of the hutts stern gaze.

"Why have you sought the magnificent Sempra, stranger?" an albino slave at the foot of the throne questioned.

[member="Octavian"]

 

[Nyx]

Octavian was impressed, he had to admit. The palace was nice, and the decorations reminded him of a time when the Hutts were feared throughout the galaxy, instead of the admittedly-sorry state they were in now.
But that was another matter.

Octavian gave a polite bow, his eyes never leaving Sempra's as he responded to the slave.
"My name is Octavian, CEO of the corporation Tractatus Industries. I have heard that the Hutt Cartel is rising once more, and I wish to gain their favor."
He straightened his back before continuing.
"Tractatus is willing to offer discounts on all of our cybernetic implants and prosthetics; in exchange for the raw materials to make them."

Hopefully, [member="Sempra the Hutt"] would bite.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

the Hutt scratched his chin thoughtfully eyeing [member="Octavian"] . As he spoke the Albino kept translating.

"The great Sempra considers your offer interesting. There would naturally have to be a contract drawn with the specifics but we have heard about Tractatus Industries and know about its products. We wonder, can you provide repair parts for droids of the older versions?"

"the Magnificent Sempra is himself not in the mining industry but the cartel can provide what you are asking for." with that Sempra pushed a button next to his chair and a holoprojection lit up next to the throne. A blueish image, the equal size of Sempra, started to take form.

"Allow us to present the most glorious [member="Mongo Booshi Mella"]. With whom we shall continue to talk about these terms."

 

[Nyx]

Octavian maintained his cool when [member="Mongo Booshi Mella"] joined the conversation, and bowed politely.

"Greeting, Great Mongo. I am Octavian, of Tractatus Industries."

He turned back to [member="Sempra the Hutt"], his face neutral.
"In order for Tractatus to make it's products, we need a steady supply of raw materials. Our first project is a cybernetic eye implant, which will begin development as soon as we reach an agreement."
The genius straightened out his suit.
"In fact, to show my appreciation; we will surgically implant the eye into one of your people who requires one, free of charge."

 

[Tentoa]

It was long and bulbous with rolls of fat dotting its form like one to many defects in a poorly tanned leather, it's reptilian eye's blinked and shuddered at the sudden blue light, casting strange shadows giving his form a fierce and detached look over the Hutt. "E noa-a ritke vehpobaee bu che copah bom bom, an dooo whao uba cha logna kuna kee yoieu bu pankankeu."

A man shuffled in front of Mongo, his small figure dwarfed by the great slug, his eye's were bulbous and had a milky quality they darted from side to side and their was a tremor to his facial features, an acute twitch that displayed the opening signs of paranoia and other similar physiological deformities. "The great mongo bids thee well, and he runs the enterprise known as Mongo industries. Your interest in his raw materials can be accomplished, but a price reduction is not acceptable. But if you supply him with the design for-" the translator paused and there was a silence as the Hutt continued to speak and the translator translated. "-a B1 unit and its B2 counterpart, and atop of that the discount."

| [member="Octavian"] | [member="Sempra the Hutt"] |​

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

[member="Octavian"]
[member="Mongo Booshi Mella"]

Sempra nodded to Octavian.

"And what would this eye enhance on its owner?" he asked following the conversation.

"I can provide a slave for your experiment if we feel it is a sound investment, of course the Great Mongos requirementsmust be met first though."

 

[Nyx]

Octavian kept his face neutral, but he frowned inside of his mind. He hadn't expected to provide droid designs, but he had enough contacts from his time in prison and genius employees to know that obtaining the designs of those droids could be arranged.

He bowed to both [member="Sempra the Hutt"] and [member="Mongo Booshi Mella"].
"Of course." He said simply. "Such a thing can of course be arranged."
Then he proceeded to answer Sempra's question.

"This eye, like all future Tractatus products, will focus on excelling in one area: Subtlety. The eye will have all the benefits of other cybernetic implants, but with the addition of looking almost exactly like a normal humanoid eye, aside from glowing a bit, but that can't be helped."

He came up from the bow.
"I can only hope that this intrigues you, my friends."

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

"Hmmm..." Sempra pondered.

"The wise Sempra belives that the cartel has found yet another promising bussinesspartner. What do you say oh great Mongo?"


[member="Mongo Booshi Mella"]

[member="Octavian"]

 

[Tentoa]

"Kuna kee yoieu bu pankankeu." he said with a throaty gurgle as another slim figure left the chubby finger's and into the oval mouth of the lipless Hutt. "It is accepted."

[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

[member="Octavian"]

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Sempra nodded and turned to Octavian.

"The joint wisdom of the hutts declares that you have a contract with their kind and will hold you too it. You will have your raw material and we shall make ise of your products" the albino translated. "The great Sempra will send someone to recieve the first free sample of the eye."


[member="Octavian"]
[member="Mongo Booshi Mella"]