Ultimatum
Duranium Lord
Why, the answer was simple: Space.
Where else was a natural near perfect vacuum? Where else was space not a true issue? Where else was temperature such that it was easy to keep things cool?
The answer to that was equally simple: Nowhere.
The biggest question was: How to get there?
The answer was still simple, yet so very difficult to obtain.
Spacestations and Shipyards
Ultimatum had looked at trying to obtain a shipyard. It was both an expenisve and time consuming process. It would also probably require placing himself within the galactic field as a competitor. He didn't want that, but he did want to have the ability to work on ships and create new ones. He was certain that in the future he would have starships to maintain and build.But, these were concerns that he had to put aside. An ally, [member="Animus Malgus"], had called a meeting, not giving a distinct reason but saying that it would be mutually beneficial. Ultimatum was a bit unsure as to the truthfulness of the statement, but he was willing to go and see what he had to offer. The meeting was set at Progenitor Facility. He had Legion go and pick the Sith up.
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As was usual for Legion, he was incredibly irritated at the fact that he was playing little more than a taxi service for a droid brain that could pilot itself. Nothing less than a thermite mine would stop this vehicle and yet Ultimatum insisted that Legion always make certain nothing went wrong. Here he was, sitting in front of the spaceport, waiting for some Sith he had met once. Why did they have to waste his time? He wasn't going to stand outside the car, the temperature was oppressive and Legion had the air conditioning blasting to keep the temperature below 100 degrees Celcius.