With Your Permission

[Rosa Gunn]

[member="Sera Spar"]

Teth was not the isolated planet they had once settled on. While the Silent Temple may have remained untouched, Rosa was not fool enough to believe that reverting into realspace over Teth in a large freighter and what was looking to become a small fleet of escorts, would not generate a hostile reaction from the government and their subsequent protectors below. Times were hard, war rampaged across the galaxy as it always had. Independant planets sought help from corporations and mercenaries rather than reaching out to the Major factions around them. She couldn't blame them, their was no security in Factions. To hold territory of any substance painted a target on your back for everyone to shoot at.

It was this realisation, as the decision was made to move the children from Yavin to Teth, that Rosa stepped aside and tried to get hold of someone of import in Saeva Incorporated. A private military company with an established base on Teth, they were know to protect Teth government and in turn, its own assets. Rosa could only hope that an agreement with them could be reached.

She had no money to offer, no assets to provide them with. All she could hope for was that whoever she spoke to, had compassion in their hearts. She blew air into her cheeks letting it out, her shoulders sagging as she waited for the holoprojector to connect.

 

[Subject 37]

[member="Rosa Gunn"]

'Compassionate' was not a term that most would use to describe Kiran Vess. The aging Zeltron was now pushing his early sixties, and in all that time not a single person had ever described him as compassionate. That might have been because most of the time he was busy committing one war crime or another, or it might have been because he simply wasn't a very nice person, despite that however Kiran answered the call.

There was no reason not to.

"Hello." The man said in simple greeting, a small wave coming from his right hand.

The holo-projection that would appear before Rosa was deceptively simple. It was of a man sitting in a chair, he wore no armor, no mask, but instead a simple smile. His hair was black, half scattered with spots of white and silver, his eyes were a dark hazel, and his skin was bright pink. There was an air of confidence about him, one that struck even through a simple projection. He sat upright, confident, like a man who did not only accept age, but embraced it.

 

[Rosa Gunn]

Rosa smiled, bowing her head slightly out of respect. Old habits died hard. "Hello, thank you for agreeing to speak with me so quickly."

Where to begin? She pursed her lips for a moment before continuing. "It is my understanding that you and yours provide security for Teth and its government. I will be inbound in afew days with a handful of ships, none of which are hostile. We're moving..." She faltered. Could she tell him the truth?

"...operations from mandalorian space, and hoping to take up residence in a temple on Teth that the Silent Conclave used to reside. I am hoping that you will allow us to pass without trouble, but I did not want to assume."

[member="Aryn Spar"]