"Wanna Buy Some Deathsti- Rations?" [KeCholo]

[Alicia Drey]

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Alicia knew who KeCholo was. She was aware of his work for the Black Tie Syndicate, so it made a lot of sense- both as an associate of the Black Ties and business wise- for both of them to meet and set up a contract between Chandrila Group and his men. Everyone needed food, particularly soldiers. Mercs, like KeCholo, needed his corps in top fighting condition and it wouldn't do well if his men were wasting away because of a shortage of food.

Enter Alicia Drey and her farms on Chandrila, to supply foodstuffs to KeCholo. It was a fair and simple contract. Pay the price, get the reward. So, arranging for both of them to meet and discuss the contract on Antecedent- where the Black Ties had recently set up shop- Alicia waited in the Dragon Palace Casino for KeCholo to arrive.

 

[KeCholo]

Ke'Cholo stepped into the beautiful Dragon Palace Casino and looked around at the various betting machines. He strode through the buildings, occasionally stooping down to pick up a loose credit or chip. By the time he reached the meeting room [member="Alicia Drey"] was located in, he had enough money to buy himself a meal.

He would knock on the door and step in. Puffing on a cigar he gave a battle worn outstretched hand to the woman and then sat down. He fiddled with a pen as he began to speak with the women.

''Alright, let's get started. What can you offer me?'' Ke'Cholo said, he was ready to get this meeting over quick.

 

[Alicia Drey]

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Alicia shook KeCholo's hand when he entered and lowered herself back into her seat. Folding her leg over the other, she said to the merc: "I was told by James Justice that you have your own band of men that work for you. It just so happens that I am looking for a contract with a group just like yours. I own an agricultural company on Chandrila, that grows and produces food, ranging from vegetables to livestock, that I would like to begin supplying to you and your men, for a small fee."

As an afterthought, she said: "It wouldn't hurt that you and your boys could come running in and save the day, if I need the help too. You know?"

 

[KeCholo]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

''How about this: you feed my men, and in turn I'll aid you guys whenever you get in deep poodoo. Right now, we're one of the best and more affordable mercenary groups on the market. The only place we can go from here is up, and wouldn't you like to get on early?''

Ke'Cholo took a puff from his cigar and sat back in his chair. He retrieved his datapad and pulled up several pictures of his Urko troops. He placed the datapad on the table and the pictures were projected into the air above the pad.

''This is what we have to offer.''

 

[Alicia Drey]

| [member="KeCholo"] |

Alicia leaned forward in her seat, eyes trailing over the images that KeCholo had put up. She was always on the search for Mercenaries. Her work required those subjects who were willing to complete jobs, of which required a certain brutality to see finished. It was an agreeable scenario, but Alicia still wanted to see if more could be negotiated.

Leaning back in her seat, Alicia said: "I'm aware of your recent problems with Draco Vereen. He has something in his personal collection that I have been looking to get my hands on." Gesturing to the hologram before her, she went onto say: "Chandrila Group will supply rations to you and your men. But perhaps I could be of further assistance. Perhaps we could use this meeting as a means to take down a common enemy."

 

[KeCholo]

Ke'Cholo chuckled as the woman brought up the Mandolorian. He sat back in his seat and took a sip of his brandy, listening closely to her proposition, she remained vague about the item she was seeking. He didn't like vagueness, it made him uneasy.

''First'' Ke'Cholo began ''I don't have a problem with it, I just want to rip out his windpipe and shove it up his-'' Ke'Cholo was growling and gritting his teeth as he spoke. He stopped as to not scare the woman. ''-Sure'' he continued, after composing himself. ''I'll help you.''

Ke'Cholo sat back and slowly slid his hand over the bottle of bronze liquid in front of him. He awaited [member="Alicia Drey"]'s response.

 

[Alicia Drey]

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The deal had been finalized then. Chandrila Group would supply KeCholo and his men rations. In return, Alicia and the company would receive protection, if and when they needed it. A basic mercenary contract. Nothing out of the ordinary.

"I'm glad we could reach an accord so quickly. I propose that we meet with Miss Blonde and the rag tag council that makes up the Black Tie Syndicate. We work out a plan of attack and then we strike."