Tipoca City

He wasn't sure why exactly he had asked the Brother's about their part in Yahweh's actions, maybe it was a small hope that they would show some remorse for their actions and redeem themselves before they met their end, or perhaps the most likely reason, as Skorch had pointed out, was that he was incapable of striking these two men down in cold blood, despite all the pain and suffering they had caused him. He was a killer, of that there was no doubt, for there were many a men that had been felled by his hand, and he was certain there were many more that he would have to kill, but he wouldn't trick them into a slaughter just to defeat them. Perhaps that was why Zion had made that mistake that he would have capatilised on had he been in ther brother's shoes, and given them a chance to put into motion a trap that was undoubtedly meant to have been sprung on Zacaiah alone.
He turned his head slightly towards the clones as the explosive charges made small holes in their foreheads, before turning back towards the brothers as the smoke grenades were activated. He quickly brought Stormgbringer around to parry a sword strike from a Shadow Guard to his left, quickly pushing the man back, ready to strike him down, before a sudden retreat was called by the brothers. He did a quick check as the brother's made their escape, sensing both Obadiah and Zacaiah's presences, before he realized that Amber was missing, at which point he rushed off out of the room in pursuit. He had been a fool to think the brother's capable of anything less than what they had proved themselves to be in the past, and once more they had taken someone he cared for as a prisoner.
Zion arrived out to the landing pad of the Wayfarer just as the charges were activated, causing him to turn his attention birefly towards the explosion off to his left, before looking back at the Wayfarer as it took off towards orbit. He then slammed the axe down into the floor in frustration, the alchemically enhanced blade managing to embed itself in the durasteel flooring, as Zion let out a cry of anger as the Elementis brother's managed to once more get away
=Zion Morviael=
Damn them! Amber, I swear I will rescue you!

Shortly before their arrival on Kamino, the newly formed infiltration duo of Hyruza and Nox discussed their hypothetical plans of sabotage upon a city that was still shrouded in mystery. Though, the findings that Archais and his colleagues had uncovered provided satisfactory evidence for such a facility. The two assassins finally came to the agreement that Hyruza would be responsible for severing any transportation coming in and out of the city, while Nox would take on the task of disrupting communications. They concluded that disabling the city's defense grid would take both of their combined efforts for maximum efficiency. After "Archie", a temporary pseudo name that Hyruza found a bit humorous in its familiarity, made his acquaintance with the Kaminoan that welcomed their arrival, the three of them split off. It was at this point that Archais would be the crux of their operation. All that Hyruza and Nox could do was wait.

Indeed, it was a bit too early to stir any mischief, but perhaps there was something that could be done in the mean time. A little reconnaissance here and there could possibly speed up the team's process in digging up their fabled treasure. Hyruza kept silent as he and Nox were escorted to their rooms by a lone Kaminoan. They had their job. Speaking to the Kaminoans was not one of them. Keeping their silence ordinarily might raise a sliver of suspicion, but in the presence of the Kaminoans and based on the false nature of their meeting, reticence was a tactic to be revered. As they were escorted, Hyruza began mulling over endless scenarios of their operation-- potential setbacks, compromises, anything that instilled in him a hint of fear... and he relished in it. The feeling stirred in his core like a boiling pot of water. Yet at the same time, he had unmatched control over his emotions and urges. Hyruza let the feeling pass until he could summon it for a more appropriate occasion. By this time, they arrived at the guest quarters where their ivory-skinned escort gestured them towards their rooms. The Kaminoan gave a slight bow to which Hyruza responded in the same manner with a small, warm smile. When the escort left, Hyruza gave a breathy sigh.

"I suppose there's little to be done now since the burden of responsibility falls on Archais at this point."

He turned to face Nox, slightly creasing his brow.

"But perhaps we can lift the veil off of this mysterious city if we commit to some more hands on reconnaissance."

He figured that venturing into the city itself could provide a clearer picture. And all the while, the two of them could maybe utilize the opportunity to become more familiar with one another.

As Hyruza and Kastra were led away, Archais instead followed Wa Nora through the expansive halls of Tipoca City. He found it odd that a race so honed by the brink of extinction would make it a point of their architecture to construct such large corridors, to say nothing of the massive cloning complex the transparisteel viewports looked over. As they walked, the view stretched ahead of massive columns of cloning pods, tended by mechanical arms and, here and there, a floating platform transporting Kaminoan scientists who addressed individual pods. The contents from here were too small to make out, but their darker centers indicated they were full.

It took several minutes for the group to leave the more heavily-trafficked areas and to delve into decidedly more spartan section of the city. A few more Kaminoans were present here, moving in groups in their flowing ambulations, scarcely paying him any attention. Before long, Wa Nora led him to a large pair of double-doors that led into a conference room, where a pitcher of water awaited him and several lower-caste Kaminoans awaited. At the head of the table, though, was a Kaminoan alpha. Archais recognized the fin ridge of a male and, along with his dark gold irises, knew that this one commanded respect among his subordinates. The male did not speak, but instead Archais was gestured to a seat at the opposite side of the table. A glass of water was poured for him, and he took a polite sip and tipped the glass to the alpha.

Wa Nora offered another bow and seated herself, then began speaking.

"Negotiator Archie, allow me to once again introduce myself as Wa Nora, designated arbiter of the Tipoca City cloning resources. This is my superior and the city's overseer, Ta Sing. We are meeting today to discuss terms of Comjist Interplanetary's bulk order of 1.5 million clones, human. I believe you are already familiar with our asking price of such an order?"

Archais nodded and produced a pad from his inner suit pocket, lifting it to indicate the information was present.

"Wonderful. If you would, would you share with us the intended use of these clones so that we might adjust the price accordingly?"

Archais glanced at the pad once, then took a breath and began. "I require 1.5 million clones for heavy industrial manufacturing. Ideally they are free-thinking, able to solve problems without direct supervision, and work tirelessly. I'd like their need centers suppressed - I'm sure you can imagine that disgruntled workers would be quite a poor investment. In all, we seek a workforce that is capable of a variety of active roles."

"Very well then. We have a multitude of resources available here on Tipoca with which we can begin, starting with approximately twelve percent of the city's capacity to be allocated within two years-"
"-And we'll need them ready in six months' time."

Archais was then nearly startled with a high wheezing sound that escaped the nostrils of the male, his folded hands remaining motionless on the table but the corners of his mouth turning up in a Kaminoan smile. He was surprised; he didn't know Kaminoans could laugh. Still, he had to feign a moment of offense before turning his gaze to Wa Nora.

"Pardon my superior's reaction, Negotiator, but we were under the impression you were familiar with the cloning process. Perhaps we could accelerate our initial stock to eighteen months with the proper compensation-"
"Oh no, negotiator. I'm quite familiar with the demands of the process, and I will nonetheless require 1.5 million fully-grown clones, in entirety, in six months' time."

Wa Nora did not respond immediately, instead looking to Ta Sing with something approximating a plaintive look. It was important that Archais maintain the stereotypical Arkanian arrogance - it was the only way he would show the Kaminoans that he had the resources to back up the arrogance he displayed in having interrupted his hostess now twice.

The alpha looked her way and simply inclined his head. Wa Nora returned the gesture, then turned back to Archais.

"If I may outline our circumstances, Negotiator. What you ask is not a matter that is within our means to address. We cultivate orders of smiliar size from no fewer than forty major clients per cycle, and entertain, quite literally, thousands of smaller crops at any given time. Tipoca is our most formidable site, and the one best suited to an order of the size and quality you require. What you ask is not only a severe command of our resources, but is quite literally impossible with our flash-training processes. Your clones would be little more than automatons, and certainly not capable of the free will you desire. The number along is daunting, and the cost would be prohibitive, but for what you seek, six months for the entire order is quite simply not feasible given our resources and your needs."

"Cost is no object, Wa Nora. Comjist is prepared to pay premium for exceptional services rendered."

"It is not a question merely of cost, Negotiator. Rather, it is one of how much of our resources you expect access to in exclusivity and how it would negatively impact our work on your order, as well as the others we must maintain to finance our operations."

"Could you not co-opt the resources of other cities? Split the work, so to speak?"

"It is not our custom to do so. Other cities have their priorities, and more than that, we feel it is important for the clones to develop as a cohesive unit. It is important as well for the quality control protocols we must follow, ensuring oversight of all units and addressing any deviations quickly and decisively."

Archais folded his arms and sat straighter in his seat, locking eyes with Wa Nora as he began the true strike of his dialogue.

"I see. I am intrigued, Wa Nora, Ta Sing. I know the output of your cities far exceeds the numbers my company requires, and you say competition makes the fulfillment of such an order on such a timescale impossible. How, then, did Kuat Drive Yards acquire 1.3 million ship laborers from you less than a standard year ago?"

The burst of distress from Wa Nora through the Force signaled he'd asked the right question. She was about to respond when he continued.

"Or how did the Verpine station two hundred thousand new personnel across Nickel One in peacekeeping action over the course of three weeks four financial cycles ago?"

"Negotiator, you must know that we do not share publicly our clients or their orders from our records. I would be curious to know how you've acquires such wholly hypothetical information about with whom we do business."

Archais lifted a hand in placation as he responded. "We've simply done our diligence. Comjist is a diverse enterprise, and it behooves us to monitor the flow of credits when our competition seeks to corner the market in a given sector. You were the common denominator, and it doesn't take much financial acumen to connect the numbers to what your facilities are truly capable of. One would almost wonder if your facilities were not fully disclosed, in violation of the Galactic Financial Disclosure Act of Standard Cycle 1445.6-"

"Enough." said the male. It was the first time he'd spoken, and although Archais bristled at being cut off it was a good sign. He looked patiently at the male, and the alpha obligingly continued. "You need not cite Galactic code to us, Negotiator. Our financial status and societal needs have granted us reprieve from the necessity to fully document all facilities at our disposal. Particularly those used to perpetuate our species.

"In addition...it may be that we have facilities available to premium clients, those with a record of business done in good faith with Kamino in the past and for whom we would be prepared to share our abilities. Comjist, however, does not have a history with our operation and as such will not be privy to anything not publicly available."