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Post by Darth Forente on May 8, 2013 9:20:44 GMT -8
The door slid open and a man in a suit of unique heavy armor stepped inside. His five photoreceptors scanned the place, noting any potential threats, as well as scanning for abnormal levels of energy, be it nuclear, laser, or electrical. Seeing nothing of the sort, the Reborn removed his helmet with a squealing hiss. As the man lifted the helmet off of his head, long, silvery hair spilled down over the shoulders of the armor, which reflected the light slightly. Despite the color of his hair, the man was not Echani, but rather, he was human. Over his eyes, or what would have been his eyes, rested a blindfold, deep red in color, though he was not Miralukan. He was blind, though hidden beneath the blindfold, two bionic eyes rested in the sockets where his organic eyes used to be.
If anyone in the room had known Vallen von Horica, before his death, would recognize the Reborn as that man.
Vallen stood still, waiting to be addressed.
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Exchequer Australis
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 9:26:11 GMT -8
Exchequer noticed the new man come in. Soon, the Tiss'Shar came up and retold everything to Exchequer what happened. He did not show frustration or anger that he bought slaves. He knew it was all business. He turned to look to Vallen.
So, I hear that you are a slaver? I could use slavers here for the Exchange. The spice mines always need new slaves. But, I do have one question.
He cleared his throat.
But, who the fuck are you?
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Post by Seanna Vel on May 8, 2013 12:06:22 GMT -8
Letting the door come open fully before stepping into the room. Her hard soul boots clanked on the floor. There making her entrance was Seanna very the Kiffar clan of Vel. In her black slim fitting armor. One could see that as she walked her bow caster would bounce off her thigh. Gentlemen
Making sure she held a present of one to not be played with. Even as she made her way to take her seat she let the one in charge by her with a nod. Have I missed anything.
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Post by Seanna Vel on May 8, 2013 12:07:03 GMT -8
Letting the door come open fully before stepping into the room. Her hard soul boots clanked on the floor. There making her entrance was Seanna very the Kiffar clan of Vel. In her black slim fitting armor. One could see that as she walked her bow caster would bounce off her thigh. Gentlemen
Making sure she held a present of one to not be played with. Even as she made her way to take her seat she let the one in charge by her with a nod. Have I missed anything.
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Exchequer Australis
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 12:10:12 GMT -8
Exchequer looked again and a new person had entered. He was slightly attracted to her black slim fighting armor. He quickly responded.
You have missed a lot, and who are you, lady?
Exchequer was surprised to see a new person enter but also a female. And a Kiffar to boot. Then again it wasn't all that spectacular. Ex had Duro working for him. Who heard of Duro working as mercenaries?
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Post by Seanna Vel on May 8, 2013 12:28:22 GMT -8
Tapping her finger tips that seem to be will groomed. Letting there before a few second before replying back when she did she lend forward letting her lips come to a full curve up into a smirk. Lets see who am I Senna Vel of Kiffar. Pausing long enough to think more on the matter. I came here from the Admiralty as Representative from him, some muscle to use if the needs fits my skills. All that was left was for her to give a little feel for this one at the head of this little organization if one could call that. Also carefully not know which one could also have some of her same skills, she uses to cheek out those she might be dealing with.
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Exchequer Australis
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 12:44:17 GMT -8
Exchequer nodded.
Well hired muscle and a representative of the Admiral. Perfect. I have been needing to get into contact with him. Appears my smuggler hasn't delivered the data card yet. Now, if you are looking for stuff to do. I need you to head to Mos Eisley to a tavern owned and operated by a guy named Louie. You will give him this datapad. It will allow him to know what is being done about and a offer. I will then also go see him as soon as we get out of this meeting.
He cleared his throat.
Make sure to get me in contact with the Admiral as well.
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Post by Seanna Vel on May 8, 2013 13:51:19 GMT -8
Raising eyebrow to what he asking her to be a deliver in Mos Eisley. This give a raise to thinking with in herself. I see, I guessing that you have this meeting being tape, I really don't want to have nothing to report to Admiralty. For tell him your needing to speak to I will delivery that message for you.
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Post by Bloodrage Pirates on May 8, 2013 14:14:28 GMT -8
Arkan entered the room at the same time as the armoured female. He had engaged the sound suppressors in his armour and stood in the shadows of the room listening to the conversation. He doubted that no-one had noticed him but maybe they thought he was with this Seanna, he was not. Arkan studied those stood in the room, starting with the female. She was an interesting character to be sure but not who he was here to meet. He noticed another armoured figure with his helmet removed, he looked like he could be a threat if he chose to be. However he was not who he was here to meet either, he did seem a little low on the pay-scale.
The third person he clapped eyes on, and sensors, was a human male who was talking as if he was in charge. He matched the description of Exchequer Australis, the man he was here to meet. He studied his words, his manner, tone and body language as he conversed with the female. He was by far the most interesting person in the room, everything was on show, no armour or mask hiding any detail, no deception in his voice, that Arkan could tell. He would enjoy getting to know him better. He ignored the others in the room right now, he had business to discuss.
"If you are done sending messengers, Exchequer, then I believe there is some business to discuss!?" The Captain said after stepping forward, out of the shadows. He seemed to dismiss Seanna and look straight at the ex-mandalorian. The Echani pirate should despise mandalorian scum but Arkan had evolved past that, they did have their uses.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 14:23:59 GMT -8
Exchequer wasn't exactly Mandalorian. Hopefully, that would be something that Arkan would pick up. He was dar'manda, a low life. But his black op training made him deadly. He was possibly a psychopath. But more than that Ex was all business. He looked at Arkan. He motioned for a comms officer to hookup a hologram displayer by connecting with Kraval and all available members of the Exchange. Possibly the Admiral.
Arkan Bloodrage, we have been expecting you. If you would this my close associate Avidus Dubh. We will more than likely have others to join us. Now onto business.
He looked at Seanna.
If you want you can stay here.
He returned his attention to Arkan.
I asked you to help me form the Exchange. I view that both of our criminal groups can place a strange hold on the galactic black market so large that it would rival even the Hutts. We would become the de facto leader of the underworld.
His eyes were cold as he went further on to say.
You do want power don't you?
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Post by Dred Vizsla on May 8, 2013 15:10:29 GMT -8
Exchequer always had a plan in motion. And, this one even he had forgotten some about. But, the nobles of Serreno paid money to be sent to the Exchange. And, soon this money would help the Exchange and Exchequer cement power in the world of the underworld and a strong hand in the black market.Dred, do you have payment from the Nobles of Serenno?
"Indeed I do. They went through our product rather quickly. Pretty soon we'll have to double the order size. Though they are stuffy and pompous, the submit to their vices readily enough." |
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 15:27:18 GMT -8
Dred seemed like he was in a daze. It had been a few days since he slept. He shook out of it once his name was spoken and walked forward putting the datapad with the nobles personal bank account numbers.
"Indeed I do. They went through our product rather quickly. Pretty soon we'll have to double the order size. Though they are stuffy and pompous, the submit to their vices readily enough." Well done, Dred. You will receive your cut as soon as those funds pass through our banking network. We have to be careful of not having our money tracked. He ordered a Duro to hand Dred a fresh Ithorian Mist.That'll have to do for now. Until we can start rolling in the dough. And double the order, not a problem. You have done well. Ex was known for being quite happy when someone came through. He wasn't always an asshole. But, he could be your best enemy and friend in a split second. |
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Post by Darth Forente on May 8, 2013 19:57:02 GMT -8
Exchequer noticed the new man come in. Soon, the Tiss'Shar came up and retold everything to Exchequer what happened. He did not show frustration or anger that he bought slaves. He knew it was all business. He turned to look to Vallen.So, I hear that you are a slaver? I could use slavers here for the Exchange. The spice mines always need new slaves. But, I do have one question. He cleared his throat.But, who the fuck are you? If you are all quite done interrupting business; I am the Reborn. And yes, I'm a slaver. |
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Post by Seanna Vel on May 8, 2013 20:01:19 GMT -8
Exchequer wasn't exactly Mandalorian. Hopefully, that would be something that Arkan would pick up. He was dar'manda, a low life. But his black op training made him deadly. He was possibly a psychopath. But more than that Ex was all business. He looked at Arkan. He motioned for a comms officer to hookup a hologram displayer by connecting with Kraval and all available members of the Exchange. Possibly the Admiral. Arkan Bloodrage, we have been expecting you. If you would this my close associate Avidus Dubh. We will more than likely have others to join us. Now onto business. He looked at Seanna.If you want you can stay here. He returned his attention to Arkan.I asked you to help me form the Exchange. I view that both of our criminal groups can place a strange hold on the galactic black market so large that it would rival even the Hutts. We would become the de facto leader of the underworld. His eyes were cold as he went further on to say.You do want power don't you? |
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 20:01:33 GMT -8
The man turned his head slightly to "look" at the man who spoke. Though conventional vision was not possible, Vallen could see Exchequer through thermal imaging with his bionic eyes. Vallen wondered if the man was always this blunt, because if he was, they would get along fine. He took a moment before answering, during which these other individuals stepped in, and began speaking. He did not like being interrupted, especially when he was conducting business. He waited for the conversation to draw down before speaking.He spoke with venom in his voice.If you are all quite done interrupting business; I am the Reborn. And yes, I'm a slaver.
Obviously the man did not know about business. But, Ex was smarter than most, his instincts and intuition drove him to ignore the venom in the voice. It was business after all. Then you are hired. I am sure, that you can get me hundreds and thousands of slaves? Exchequer looked at the man and waited for an answer. Hopefully no one else would steal his attention for once, he was a busy, busy man. |
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Post by The Major on May 8, 2013 20:08:44 GMT -8
An attendant enters the meeting room while the talks of world dominating business take place. Close behind him, comes the Major, who smirks at the sights to behold within the room. The attendant offers his leader a sign of respect, and promptly leaves.
She notes the other patrons discussing business and decides to wait to a side, with arms crossed, until the matter at hand is resolved. Besides, one could never underestimate the value of hearing something worth it's weight in wealth.
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Post by Darth Forente on May 8, 2013 20:35:52 GMT -8
The man turned his body to match the angle of his head. He had a small ship. There was no way that he could get hundreds and thousands of slaves in his ship. There was a slight hint of sarcasm in his voice.
I'll need a bigger ship.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 9, 2013 5:11:50 GMT -8
Exchequer laughed.
Why didn't you fucking say so. I can get you a ship. How big do you want it? And, do you need security forces?
He handed off a datapad to a guard to head to Vallen.
Fill out what you want and hand it off to an enforcer named Mass'ar. He's Tarro, he can't read or write basic. But, he knows who to give it off to. In fact all Tarro can't read basic. That's what makes them the best damn enforcers around. Minus the fact that if a Tarro hates something, they will let you know loudly and sometimes violently.
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Post by Darth Forente on May 9, 2013 5:47:40 GMT -8
When the guard reached Vallen, he had to tap the man on the shoulder to let him know about the datapad. When the Reborn took the datapad, a part of his armor, on his leg, popped open. It was a hard cased pocket, the right size for a datapad.*
Where is this enforcer?
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 9, 2013 5:51:33 GMT -8
The guard pointed to a door that led to the reception area =Guard= He should be in there, ask for Mass'ar. He will direct you like the boss said. I will show you where it is if you follow me. He led Vallen towards the reception area.
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