Corey's OOC
And where were the spiders
To say Marek Starchaser was military was to insult those who actually did time behind the gun. Sure, he was a wanderer of the Force, a student of the Zeison Sha, a self-proclaimed Sith Lord, and more recently working on making himself fit in the Knights Obsidian order of the Abrion Corporate Alliance. He had spent the past few weeks assisting a friend, the new president, in her campaign. Working with Alana Flag, the now acting Overseer of the Techno Union.
Starchaser was just what he was. A business man making his way in the galaxy. He had been trying to get himself out of the public eye lately. Especially with his puppeteering of the Abrion Alliance, and being a member of the Tion Hegemony. He was the CEO of a relatively successful business, Bright Star Entertainment, and worked on the board of the Techno Union as a business liason. Something he never studied.
What he did study was the Force, and planetary science. What he didn't study was business and combat. Only one of the latter two were something he was good at. With the Wanderer and Flow safely in the geosync'd orbit around Lianna, he and the Vagrant Wind and the HRD he had purchased as another body guard, seeing as Alana found her true calling, was waiting on Antecedent. Not in the office, but in a bar around the spaceport. He had a few things to do. And part was figure out how to get his people unbountied. Getting space helped.
At least [member="Ayden Cater"] didn't push a bounty on the business and political folk of his nation. That was at least something. Sipping his whiskey, he had made sure that any and all assets were in line. All he kept on him were the alchemized pistol and orange lightsaber. As well as any AEI gear he may have won in auction. Those that belonged to him due to Abrion would go back into the government. Those that belonged to him due to Tion would go there.
Time to see how he could fix this, or if the leadership positions in this sector of space really were jinxed.
Starchaser was just what he was. A business man making his way in the galaxy. He had been trying to get himself out of the public eye lately. Especially with his puppeteering of the Abrion Alliance, and being a member of the Tion Hegemony. He was the CEO of a relatively successful business, Bright Star Entertainment, and worked on the board of the Techno Union as a business liason. Something he never studied.
What he did study was the Force, and planetary science. What he didn't study was business and combat. Only one of the latter two were something he was good at. With the Wanderer and Flow safely in the geosync'd orbit around Lianna, he and the Vagrant Wind and the HRD he had purchased as another body guard, seeing as Alana found her true calling, was waiting on Antecedent. Not in the office, but in a bar around the spaceport. He had a few things to do. And part was figure out how to get his people unbountied. Getting space helped.
At least [member="Ayden Cater"] didn't push a bounty on the business and political folk of his nation. That was at least something. Sipping his whiskey, he had made sure that any and all assets were in line. All he kept on him were the alchemized pistol and orange lightsaber. As well as any AEI gear he may have won in auction. Those that belonged to him due to Abrion would go back into the government. Those that belonged to him due to Tion would go there.
Time to see how he could fix this, or if the leadership positions in this sector of space really were jinxed.