Coratanni Cartel
Thawne
Tatooine - ATC Building
Felix Thawne | [member="Saffron"]
This world was absolutely and entirely disgusting. Felix had absolutely no understanding how anyone could ever actually live in a place like this. The heat was unbearable, the sand was everywhere, and the people were about as filthy as one could get. Everything about this world was uncivilized, broken, and entirely uncouth.
The very sight made him want to vomit.
It was like walking around inside of the shoe of a beach worker.
His head shook slightly. Felix had absolutely no understanding as to why a company like Arceneau Trade would ever make it's home here. Sure they had to start somewhere, but once they made it moving would have been easy enough. Particularly with the kind of money they had. A scowl pulled at his feature for a moment, though he quickly forced it away and replaced it with a smile.
He was here to charm.
SIN and the Cartel were rapidly expanding, so fast that the few transportation methods they had were failing them. With the opening of The Walk on Coruscant even their legal goods were having trouble being properly resupplied. It was troubling, and more importantly effecting the bottom line.
Felix had come to this...cat litter box of a planet in order to hopefully rectify the situation. A contract with ATC would ensure that their deliveries would be as scheduled and on point, not to mention it would make SIN appear even more legitimate to the galaxy. If he pulled this off Mother and Father would be pleased.
He was sure of that.
So he would smile, he would charm, and he would stand in front of the window in the conference room as look as though he was actually curious about this dirtball world.
Felix Thawne | [member="Saffron"]
This world was absolutely and entirely disgusting. Felix had absolutely no understanding how anyone could ever actually live in a place like this. The heat was unbearable, the sand was everywhere, and the people were about as filthy as one could get. Everything about this world was uncivilized, broken, and entirely uncouth.
The very sight made him want to vomit.
It was like walking around inside of the shoe of a beach worker.
His head shook slightly. Felix had absolutely no understanding as to why a company like Arceneau Trade would ever make it's home here. Sure they had to start somewhere, but once they made it moving would have been easy enough. Particularly with the kind of money they had. A scowl pulled at his feature for a moment, though he quickly forced it away and replaced it with a smile.
He was here to charm.
SIN and the Cartel were rapidly expanding, so fast that the few transportation methods they had were failing them. With the opening of The Walk on Coruscant even their legal goods were having trouble being properly resupplied. It was troubling, and more importantly effecting the bottom line.
Felix had come to this...cat litter box of a planet in order to hopefully rectify the situation. A contract with ATC would ensure that their deliveries would be as scheduled and on point, not to mention it would make SIN appear even more legitimate to the galaxy. If he pulled this off Mother and Father would be pleased.
He was sure of that.
So he would smile, he would charm, and he would stand in front of the window in the conference room as look as though he was actually curious about this dirtball world.