Cold was good for work in genetics. Fortunately she also had found a stable seismic location where she could also take advantage of geothermals. Rashae herself was not particularly fond of the cold, but her work did. Nestled in a basin between mountain peaks, in a nice hidey hole was the facility. It was a neat , three section type set up. Rows of green houses with a large 'factory' looking building and one up on a higher spot that the staff said simply as research and development. Doctor Lovous directed her staff to prepare a conference room for the initial visit as any other business contracts were held.
The Doctor put on the bracelets that John had provided and tucked the mask in one of the larger pockets of her lab coat. John was actually a bit frightening to her at the moment he issued these commands. They were commands he leveled at her in a way where no was not an option. Part of her wasn't too thrilled with it, but the larger side of her held it in high esteem. After what Galactic Corporate did to her, this was a good compromise. Rashae would do precisely what John told her to do in these circumstances. Science was her thing, security was his thing. Claude couldnt find anything on this Dax Fyre as far as corporations go. He could be a true patient and client.
When Claude saw John in his devil went down to Georgia, im fixing to kick serious arse type outfit, he about swooned as he clasped his boyfriend Jeffery. “oh John John John, be still my heart. “ In his flamboyant way. “Jeffery darling, take notes. Maybe we can do that .. “ as he finished it whispered in jeffery's ear as the two of them giggled like school girls.
Rashae rolled her eyes. “Gentlemen, focus please. “ If the woman had but a credit for everytime she had to reign in those two, she would have a secondary account well filled with credits.
A state of the art examination table was set up in the custom section of the facility. Rashae was nervous as she sat at the table with John looming over like a panther ready for someone to make the slightest bad move. This Mr Fyre brought a rather large ship into orbit. She didn't know he had that large of a ship. The rest of her security staff gave strict guidelines and instructions to shuttle down at specific coordinates at a specific landing pad. The compound was situated on some 300 acres of mountains and evergreens. It was sparse and cold.
A general purpose land rover with security personnel would drive Dax Fyre to the factory buildings. The entrance would be a fortified entry way. You would think the facility was prepared for an invasion. Dax would find himself frisked but allowed to keep his lightsaber only. Though this was seen as inadvisable, Rashae had an inkling that those sabers were important to force users of something other than a weapon. After her talks with Master Thorne, Jedi were a curiosity. It was not so to John for some reason. Dax would be escorted to a small conference room where Rashae was sitting at the head of.
The young doctor stood up. Dax Fyre would see a rather beautiful woman of blue black raven hair and icy blue eyes. The hair was severely done up to be out of the way. She was in a white lab coat and midnight blue attire underneath. Her skin was flawless and sunkissed as full lips of the color of Alderaanean wine spoke. “Knight Dax Fyre, I presume. “ The voice was velvet but icy. “Welcome to GenTech. I am Doctor Rashae Lovous, This is my security consultant, John Ash. My Marketing and advertising team, Claude and Jeffery. “ John would loom over her like a protective shroud. The icy lady waited for John to do whatever actions or functions he deemed appropriate. She looked at a tablet as she started preparing to take notations. “Please, have a seat.” She offered with a wave of her hand towards the other end. "I wont waste time over flowery words or disinterested rhetoric or diplomatic phrases that mean little to nothing. From your missive you have organs replaced by cybernetics but are not functioning properly and you want.. new real organs?” She looked back at the man as those icy eyes leveled at him. “Is that correct?”
Doctor Lovous did not possess much of a bedside manner. The industrious woman had staff for that. Rashae was thorough, brilliant and efficient. Learning diplomacy was being a pain but one she was striving to be better at. Still, the woman preferred direct as it wasted little time. If his stomach was giving that much trouble, then time was not a luxury. Claude was a flamboyantly dressed individual with a slightly less flamboyant man next to him. Both of them were giving Dax eyes of a different sort than John's serious appraisal of the force user's threat level.
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