All Around Moira, the bodyguards seemed a little tense, as she viewed the man with an arched eyebrow. Her mind racing to connect the name and the face and coming up with one plus one equals 'By the Force, what the hell was this guy doing here!'
Beside her, she could practically hear the creaking of the gears in Thellis' head turning as her eyes widened in recognition and a cheshire grin flashed across her face. "Wellll."
she drew out the last syllable, tapping one finger on the side of her chin. "If it's isn't Davin Gavin, or is that Dearly Loved Schlub, No Wait, I know. It's the crusty but sometimes okay to have around Old Guy who's been a Stranger these past months!"
“Oi! Don’t get fresh you pale blonde bimb-“ Davin sputtered.
the echani warned.
"Okay, okay... Fine. "
the other girl smiled and began twirling a blonde frond of her hair around her fingers. "Hello there, Davin. My it has been a long time. I hope you're not involved in any nefarious business these days. More so hoping that you didn't backslide into Bad Company. I would so hate to have to spill your guts on the ground here."
Moira shook her head, and as Mikka inhaled once more to continue, promptly slammed her hand over the blonde's mouth holding it shut. She then turned to Davin and gave him a rather appraising look, stretching her senses as best she could. "While I would say it is surprising to see you here, I would also say it is highly suspicious."
The white haired girl sighed and gestured in his direction, "Last I saw you, you were heading off with someone else as you felt returning to the Federation territory might get you ... how does the saying go? ‘about to be Lynched."
The man held up his hands a bit and genuflected by showing up his ident-card, "Nah, You got it all wrong. I'm fine now. Got a new approved Identity and all, See?"
Moira arched an eyebrow, "I guess we can check the validity of it. Isn't that right, Thell-"
She pulled her hand away from the other girl’s mouth with discuss, feeling a bit of wetness on her palm that wasn't there before. "Ewww, Did you just lick my hand?"
Her friend, and sister of sorts, snorted once at that as the blonde’s grin grew even wider. "Oh Moiri Bruri, I never would do anything like that. Why would you ever doubt my word for it. But business before fun so first..."
The blonde’s hand darted forwards to snag the ident-card out of the man's hand. "Let's see if this is real or not."
Moira noted the telltale sense of wrongness her friend had as she utilized her cybernetics to link up and scan the ident-chip in the card before letting out a huff and dismissively tossing it back in the man's direction. "Total Forgery. A good one, but still a forgery. You mixed up some of the base encoding by having it a Correllian Issue but the identity strings routed in Coruscanti code forms. Probably Droid made. That’s a common fallacy there.”
Moira sighed, and face palmed before looking at Davin warily. "Okay, well that answers one of my questions. So what are you really here for? You in some trouble or something? Or are you bringing Trouble to us with you?"
“I'm not really in the business of causing trouble...I just try to stay on the right side when it happens." The man said with a disarming smile.
Moira looked him in the eye, "I presume you know what the 'right' side is... and didn't go back to some place you shouldn't. I mean last time you went off with that guy right? I presumed you went the straight and narrow, earned your pardon like us and was joining up with the Feddies? But your dressing habits scream more third party."
"I’m on whatever side doesn't get me dead."
"Not our former employers I hope?"
Mikka said as the echani noticed a flash of fear in her friend’s eyes. Being recaptured by them would break the other girl, and too much progress and effort had been made to waste that. Moira would definitely kill to keep the past to stay in the past.
"Nah, Frack 'em. Those guys are definitely not on my list."
"So what is your purpose to be here besides, 'halping?"
she said using her fingers to make air quotes. "I don't imagine you could do much to help where we're going."
The echani hybrid didn't think the man had gone back to her former employers, but one could never be too careful. The thought that she should just blow him off crossed her mind.
"Well, where are you going?"
"Good question, Mikka. Do you want to tell our friend where we're going?"
"We're going to get Aunt Lucy a new Life Day Present."
her voice held a bit of a warning.
"Oh fine, kriffing be that way."
the blonde said as her proverbial sails deflated. "One Ang'geh'lahc Annulis is hosting a wonderful gala during these times of strife with a discount in a region of the station known as Chaos' Tangent in a little club called "Hell's Kitchen.' The backrooms lead into the party suites next to the privately owned docks on the level, which he owns all of them and has massive stores of ships docked there as well as practically anything on a girl's shopping list.”
"Oh yes, anything ranging from Mining vessels to a huge bazaar of goods that he and his father, who is more of a geriatrically advanced Givin host together. The Son being close to forty standard years old, and the father nearing sixty. Word is the Father, Penitent Tangent Annulis, is his real name was a real go getter back during the forming Empire.”
“I thought he was pre-empire?”
"More like back towards the clonewars era. He has a full Wavecrest parked outside his docks that is kept active and armed due to being part of the Givin, 'Reserve' fleet of ships."
Mikka interjected. "They practically bankrolled the lower levels of construction for this station themselves. Not to mention they have a ... checkered history of sorts."
"Oh?" Davin said with a wan grin, "What checkered past is worse than those types we already know?"
"The Father and son are rumored to work in the Invisible Market on levels of credit interactions where planets and fleets of ships are traded."
Mikka deadpanned,flicking her hands up towards the air. "One has to be able to purchase at least a few capitals to even get invited to his little parties. Worse, the man has a vested interest in Gems and brokering them. Word is his private collection has eight Rainbow Gems at their club’s art gallery, and he has a certified Muun Assessor friend from the InterGalactic Banking Clan , with degrees in assessing precious metals and gems, who gets first dibs on appraising anything he finds or chooses to put on the Black or Invisible Market.”
Moira interjected here with a large smile. "Yeah, and that same friend as Mikka was telling me before you interrupted us, just arrived on station. Mikka got some security footage of the man's arrival she's been bustling to tell me about but I haven't gotten a chance to review it."
The blonde was practically bouncing on her feet at the diplomat’s mention, "Well, aside from this turning out to be an enthusiastic walk of sorts, I was more concerned with who arrived on the Appraiser's shuttle as the Muun has diplomatic Immunity. As the gang plank was lowered two or three streaks of light that was hard to see just went voooooommm to disembark the ship. I only got a peek from a still frame before hand at what they carried, that I don't think the main servers of the camera's got before they fritzed out?"
Moira watched Davin as the man seemed to pale and cough a bit. "Oh, are these two people Givin?"
Moira said with a beaming smile. She was still suspicious of him but enjoyed the fact he was a little off put by the information. "My plan is to march down into Chaos' Kitchen and invite myself to any auction they're having."
”The club was named Hell’s Kitchen.
” Thellis chimed in.
"Oh, Okay." the man coughed again, "What sort of reputation these guys have?"
Mikka noted. "The old man , according to Empire records employed a bunch of oddities from time to time. But the Son is no slouch as well. His two main bodyguards are known to carry Lightbows."
"Lightbows?" Davin said with a cough. "Don't they have a reputation for only being used by...?
"Nighsisters. A type of Dathomiri Witch"
Moira said with a anticipatory smile. "I'm hoping by the end of this walk I might walk home with one."
"I see.." Davin said with another cough. "So does the older one usually do the Deals for gems in person?"
"As the reputation goes."
Mikka chimed in, "Yes. But he won't put something on market till it's appraised and if we're right the Appraiser will be heading towards Hell's Kitchen like usual. Either to be at a sale directly, or to monitor it from afar via a subspace, point to point comline."
"Or at least that's what we hope, "
Moira interjected. "But I wouldn't mess with the old man, nor his guards either. Word is a few Thyferrans went his way after the old Sun Guard Disbanded."
Mikka pinched her brows as she pondered aloud. "They might be grizzled grey and old enough for me not to want to mess with, but since we both know from a certain 'Inquisitorial Support Group's' past many of those went into the Shadow Guard till they could escape.”
"What about the punks?"
It was Moira who answered this time, "If they're under twenty, probably nothing to worry about. But then again, I know you and I both have been on kill teams for going after people with 'certain talents'; even if we don't necessarily have such talents ourselves."
'At least none that I would share with you I got as a royal guard trainee,' Moira thought to herself.' But it's still only a few months progress since that began.'
“Anyways, You sure you're ready to go on a walk with us?"
There was a coughing sound behind them, from one of the mercenaries of S.I.N. "Uh ma'am. Are you really marching into a black market, or rather an Invisible Market sale and expect to just get 'invited' to an auction?"
"Of course not, that won't come till after we buy Aunt Lucy's Life Day gift, Silly."
Thellis said in a chastising tone before shaking a finger at them. "Weren't you listening?"
"I see... and what type of gift are we shopping for, Ladies?"
Moira looked at Mikka and shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe we'll just see something."
“Don’t be such a stodgy buyer!”
The blonde haired girl shook her head emphatically, "I got a perfect Idea after I found a slight list on what's on offer tonight. I'm hoping we can go buy her a new ship."
"I presume we'll have to contact the secretary for more men to secure this 'ship." Moira said, making air quotes again as the blonde nodded emphatically. The mercenary of S.I.N gulped, "What type of ship is that?
The cheshire grin grew to the largest size Moira had seen yet, as the bubbly blonde jumped up and down. "Why?!?! Another CC-9600 of course! We need to make a good impression for an Icebreaker!'
Davin held up his hands and gestured wildly, Visibly nervous as his hand almost reached to his communicator but he stopped himself long enough to ask, "Okay, but what was so special about what you saw on the streaks of lights' belts?'
Mikka's laughter seemed a little off putting to Moira. "Why a lightsaber or two of course. Which is really strange as those streaks of light got off a shuttle with diplomatic immunity!"
The mercenaries cleared their throats a bit, hemmed and hawwed and shifted around a bit as Moira waived to shush their stirring, "Don't worry, we're not going to confront anyone. This is just us taking a walk about.'
The main lieutenant of S.I.N nodded as the others looked a little taken aback, "Uhm, so potential nightsisters, whatever they are you called witches or something, some potential former sun guard, and some other unknowns with lightsabers. Pardon me, Miss. Doesn't this situation fall under terms where Luciana Endivain and her sister meant for you two not
to take enthusiastic walks?''
Moira was taken aback for a moment and paused, reflecting upon the man’s words to herself as Mikka's smile widened, "Oh don't worry about it, we're not going to be confronting anyone! It's strictly recon, what could possibly go wrong?"
Davin nodded then thoughtfully excused himself for a moment and wandered into the alley where Moira could hear him muttering before he came back and apologized for the short break. "I know a way down to Chaos' Tangent with two less checkpoints if you want to follow me."
Moira smiled at him, but stated something for the record, "Okay, but fair warning to you. If you are setting us up for betrayal, I'm going to shoot you dead. Just so we're clear."
"Crystal." the man deadpanned, before the group turned to make their way through the next checkpoint. The guards served to check their ideas in a swift manner, noting Moira’s bounty lisence number with a bit of a shaken head and a comment to, ‘thinking one wasn’t going to have competition seems like he sorta jumped the gun a little on that remark.’
'Antilles' lead the way after they both received a ‘good hunting’; which seemed a little odd to the girl. But she dismissed it as the walk continued, the marching steps of the mercenaries behind her created a tempo as the dull drab walls of the place passed by. Soon enough enough after taking three lifts and another two checkpoint lines they were passing a clear divider of the station's boundaries. They could tell that by the armored men wandering the streets in heavy armor. "Are we near an Imperial stronghold on this station with all the riots?' A mercenary asked as Moira recognized the squads of men in old Clone Blaze Trooper
armor and AV-1c combat armor.
marching around. The populace of the area seemed at ease, shops were open on the streets and it seemed no one was stepping a toe out of line.
Mikka’s smile grew a little wider at all the help she was giving today, "No those are the usual squads the two Givin have in their stronghold here. They're mainly camping on the third largest mercenary army in the system and don't like others messing with their business. The imperial looking ones are old clone wars era stuff, that has a lot of 'burn burn' ; 'fwoom, fwoom' Bshhhhhhrrrr' weapons with lots of Fire and Burning to them. So don't get close if they’re aiming at you."
"I see." the mercenary of S.I.N. said, "I'm feeling vastly outgunned here.”
"Don't worry, they sell those suits sometimes too. Maybe we'll pick each of you up one."
the blonde finished as Davin lead them around a corner. In the distance, in bright neon lights there was a sign spelling out "Hell's Kitchen" with rather glamorous music playing from inside as on a porch people, Givins in dresses seemed to party, and laugh as they drank spirits and wine.
"That's quite the party going on there." Breuner, the S.I.N Lieutenant stated.
Moira sighed and launched into an explanation, noting once again how green the group of mercs was. She would have to watch out for them."It's war around them, and with the guards, those who can pay for the protection would rather party and forget what's going on. Besides, it's a perfect time for a sale as well with some people desperate to get off station. I wouldn't be half surprised if many of the weapons the Givin Rebels were using were shuttled through the Tangent's Hangars on this station. They're pretty much the hutt crime lords of the Yag'Dhul system. Just no one has ever pinned 'em down on anything. after all they are 'legitimate' businessmen. Anything you buy will have a valid, perfectly government worry loophole to pass ownership too."
Moira reassuringly patted the man on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. We’ll take care of you guys.”
“Isn’t it usually supposed to be the other way around?” one of the greenhorn’s muttered before the others shushed him.
She snorted in amusement, and hooked her arm into Mikka's. "So, why don't we head inside? This girl's got a bit of shopping to do!"
A guard greeted them at the door, and looked at them all. "What are you here for?"
the Echani smiled, "Some of our corporation's assets are in system for a limited time and we heard their was a bit of a business opportunity. Mainly I'm hoping to look for Mining Equipment, and other assorted things in your company's public and private stocks."
she said, making sure to mention the private stocks.
"Presently I'm shopping for Silver. Infinity. Network. They're doing a guard duty for one of the companies on station. You should have them on record."
After punching a few keys on a dataslate the man came up with the public holopage for Silver. Infinity. Network. "Mercenary group , huh? What's your line of credit?"
"Precious metals, Untraceable and needing to see whether the head man can arrange a line of credit with promise of future business if this transaction goes unimpeded."
"How much of a line needed and for what type of transactions?" the doorman asked.
"Capital Ship buying line of credit."
The man raised an eyebrow, then spoke into a comunit at his shoulder, filling the person on the other end of the line on the details. "Entrance fee's a million if you're not blowing smoke. Any attempt of blackmail or turning over any matters of private transactions to any legal or otherwise third parties is liable to have a bounty placed on your head. Be warned, we don't like those who waste our time."
"I prefer to negotiate that for a percentage upon the offered credit transfer once the good's are shown. I only will deal with the Givin called Pythagryon or Dividends for the amount of money for this transaction, and he better be forthright with any goods purchased from the market. Our group has a reputation for having to pull out early from systems due to developing situations and hot zones elsewhere so I expect there may be a fee for cutting through some red tape of sorts. My time is valuable and so is his so I prefer the direct approach. If an appraiser is there then I would like to request their presence as well."
The man glared and spoke in the comunit again before getting a reply, "Through the doors. Left's the Bar, and nightclub. Only go in the first floor if you are getting a drink; as for your meeting; The boss says it better be profitable or he's going to have your head. Third floor of the nightclub. Private room on the right!" Three large men in AV-Combat Suits marched up to them. "They'll be escorting you there."
As they headed inside and up the club's steps to the third floor, Moira looked around after tapping a short code on Mikka's arm to ask her to begin scanning her data on the mark. She was unfortunately, stuck with the mark I eyeball and Mikka was faster. Not that it was necessary as a Muun seemed to be lounging on a large comfortable chair set up near a holostation that possessed three circular couches around it in a tri- pattern. On the other couch was a very stern looking Givin who was giving her a glare as his henchmen stopped her guards and Davin. She continued nonchalantly to pull Mikka forwards towards the couch and gave a slight bow as Mikka took a cue to Curtsy.
Her eyes made out on the walls the leaning figures of three lithe females. Two heavily tattooed women with purple blotches near their temples and gazing at her curiously. She paid it no mind, merely gave them a nod also which seemed to amuse them. On the opposite side of them stood another female figure, donned in strange dullish red and yellow set of armor with a cowl looking like a hummingbird covering her face. Enshrouded below a brown hood of her robes. Moira had never seen such armor before, and her eyebrows quirked at their presence. But soon enough she focused her attention back on the Givin in front of her.
"I am not accustomed to those ugly weak fleshlings that wouldn't last a minute in vacuum coming to my place and demanding to see me. However, you seem to have come at a time when I needed a distraction to catch my attention. Let's make it worth my while. You said you were here for a line of credit."
"And a list of goods. Direct sale through you with a witness on the agreement. Normally signed in triplicates to make it legal with a potential guaranteed offer of future business. Is your appraiser here?"
The Givin gestured to the Muun who stopped sipping some tea, "My associates just stepped out a moment, but I am the appraiser. I work for the Intergalactic Banking Clan in their Precious Metals and Acquisition Department?"
"Do you mind."
Moira gestured to Thellis, "If my Associate checks that with a list of identifications we have on for the IGBC, or can you provide one? I wouldn't mind if this was a direct sale if your own line of credit is large enough. However, out of courtesy it may need to be through your friend here if it's not enough."[/color]
"I am sure it would be. I have a line of credit for almost nine hundred million credits. I came here for an acquistion opportunity of note after Mr. Annulis' Father contacted me to come. Quite exciting times here I'm afraid."
"If that's not enough,"
the Givin barked. "I'm sure you want to sell me a nice house on Alderaan's lakeshore property!"
Moira smiled congenially at the man, "Well apparently Sir. I am
trying to sell you a bunch of lakeshore property on Alderaan.[/color]
The Givin stopped cold, and looked at the girl once. She could sense cold fury at being interrupted. "What are we talking about, Gold, Silver, Platinum, or Palladium?"
"No, Something far beyond the 'Big Four."
"Something Like Rhodium? That's marginally worthwhile but not in the amount of stocks you're implying."
It was the Muun, who leaned forwards and spoke, "No Annulis, I'm sorry my friend. But that's not technically true unless you find an asteroid made out of it. To be fair, rhodium is far too rare and valuable (worth slightly more than platinum) to be the principle element in any piece of jewelry. However, it is quite durable and uncannily shiny – which makes it an excellent coating material. Quality white-gold jewelry is often rhodium plated to increase its durability and luster. Sterling silver is also rhodium plated to increase its resistance to tarnish. Additionally, rhodium is also an important part of catalytic converters -similar to palladium's use. Because rhodium is so rare, it has a high recycling rate – the bulk of which comes from old catalytic converters.
I might say it would be Iridium. Osmium narrowly beats iridium for the title of densest metal. However, iridium takes the crown for the most corrosion resistant metal. Although there are ways to break it down (as a matter of fact, iridium is extremely brittle), it is totally resistant to all kinds of acid. Any industrial application that needs heavy-duty corrosion resistance will use a little bit of iridium alloy. Famously, iridium is used to explain the extinction of the dinosaurs. While rare on most planetary bodies, iridium is found in abundance in asteroids. However, because it's in asteroids the risks associated with mining never guarantee a steady supply to the immense manufacturies who use it as a composite in many of the superalloys and metals we use in ship design."
"I see my friend Thalmar, it is your specialty. But a line of credit is usually for goods deliverable. I'm not seeing how this is working here if it would need quantities of an entire Star Hauler's cargo hold to approach a billion credits. Perhaps you wish to deal in Electrum? I must say I don't like my time wasted as we are waiting for an important call."
"Not at the moment, but we may have a source for that later. However, I can assure you I will be discrete and whatever call you have to take you should feel free to do so. But I must know one thing for this deal to go down."
She looked towards the Muun and directed her next question to him. "Do you have an assay here? or anything to analyze metals or stones with?"
Without waiting to be asked, her posture saying she was a person in control here, she gently pressured Mikka to walk with her to the sofa and sit down, crossing her right leg over the left as the blonde girl followed suit. The blonde was wearing one of her rather strange dresses with ruffles as she seemed to like and primly duplicated Moira's posture. The echani tapped the signal for one and A on her friend's wrist, knowing the girl had brought a smaller bag as was asked. The blonde astutely, if uncomfortably, patted her dress down as if settling the ruffles as the seals of her friend's undersuit hissed enough for a deft hand to snag where the bag of conjured materials was resting to pass it to Moira.
"I have the necessary tools and means here to assess any precious metal known via my droid helper in the other room or via various machines here, Young Lady."
As the blonde laid back and pretended to stare at the ceiling a bit in disinterest. Moira sent her a quiet 'thank you' as the necessary item was in hand behind her back as she slipped it under the overcloak into one of the pouch webbings resting at the small of her back.
"Good, because I am proposing a direct sale agreement with three partners. You, representing the IGBC, the good Givin man here, as the current local credit broker receiving a commissioned percentage, and me. With credits on promise to him from the IGBC for reimbursement of any materials bought here today after an appropriate sum of credits is transferred to an account for an agreed upon sum as well as potential future business with both of you for goods."
The Givin snarled a moment. "I don't like a farce, I warned you not to waste my ti-"
With a smooth motion she tossed a single ingot to rest upon the table, it was of large size. "Gentlemen. Aurodium is on the table here from a guaranteed source that when in the future may be mined and processed will serve to make both of you very rich men as secondary proxies if you don't screw it up with me here and now."
The Muun flinched and the Givin seemed to be taken aback before glancing at the other sentient. "You said S.I.N had a possible ... not mined out source?"
"I only stated the fact of future gains if you both play it straight with me here."
She glared hard at the Givin man. Noting the crime lord was looking at her differently, "I said I wasn't wasting your time. Are you certain you wish to continue acting in a manner that wastes mine?"
That much was true. As a Conjurer she had figured out when the Federation had her start making Stygium for her as a means to pay off her training that it would be easy to simply make Permanent Constructions. Constructions that were valuable in and of themselves. Stygium was one way she was 'paying' for her training, but there were other valuable things that could be made.
"How much are you hoping to exchange here? And why come to me?"
"Three Billion Credits worth for Twelve large Ingots. The last time ten ingots went on the market they sold for 3 billion so the extra two ingots are pure profit, in your pockets as a commission. Roughly three hundred million credits for not making any foolish moves over here in our business arrangements."
She turned to the Muun. "Please check the quality as some ingots may differ slightly between 93 and 95% at our last assessment due to trouble for smelting the first batch. But as Aurodium Ingots are between those varieties of differentiation it shouldn't offset the prices."
She turned to the Givin and studied them, "You know very well why the head of S.I.N. would rather deal with another source then Red Jack for such a string of acquisitions. You can fill in the dots."
The Givin smiled and nodded his head, "She doesn't want to owe him too much. It fits! So you sought out someone with our reputation. The deal she has with that security firm must merely be a smokescreen for approaching our business. Can you check it's purity?"
"Since it seems this meeting has started off to a profitable end. I believe now is the time to say hello."
Moira gave the man a nod and spouted off a binomial tangent of some obscurity. Her foresight of choice was greeted with a harder one of turn and after a bit of mental math and mikka tapping an answer on her wrist she puzzled out the right answer to give back her own greeting.
The Muun put down his whirring eyepiece and dismissed a hovering droid after it spouted an answer to him"It's pure enough. The three billion credits is an adequate amount. We're likely to have the IGBC auction it for more at least a 25% markup if the other ingots are like that."
"Do you have a standard contract for the transfer , Representative Thalmar?"
"The droid has already prepared one, it merely needs authorization and confirmation of the purity for the next ones."
"Transference of half now would be appreciated before the rest of the goods are handed over, but you may have your droid scan them."
Moira spouted off an account number outside of the IGBC line as she held up the bag again. The droid approached and bleeted out a response. "My associate will assess whether the payment has gone through."
'Thalmar looked at the Givin and nodded once , "I believe the full price transfered is acceptable."
Obviously, the man was assured by the droid's whistles and beeps before the Givin signed the contract.""What more is possible for me to be told about the source? Is there more? How much creditation are we talking here for future business?"
'Oh no you don't. Moira thought to herself. She would be damned if she was to encourage the cutthroat behavior that may place Luciana or S.I.N. in danger.
"I don't know the details myself, unfortunately. They're double blind on ALL levels so no risks in the chain. Not even messing with the company leaders singly would warrant enough details. So as to ensure taking hostages was useless. We aim to keep this a straight deal , though your droid may forward your contact information to my associate."
she said gesturing to Mikka."The source has enough for a few more batches , startup capital if you would for a small business to approach a middling size as even moderate businesses have holding in the billions, to one -point - oh trillion credits."
The Givin Shrugged."Of course, my own net worth is close to thirteen Trillions of credits, that's not including many of my Father's personal ongoing ventures. Most of that is tied up in solid assets. In slush money even I would have a hard time orchestrating a trillion if I needed to but I tend to go over that with a reserve available. I can appreciate a good businessman, or in this case good businesswomen as they break the ceiling to going into lower- mid sized company. Higher mid sized companies can have billions of credits in just a single system. I am sure I will not be disappointed in the future. But I may direct you to one of our Factors that deals with the billions angle in the future for these... more legitimate deals if you are familiar with Red Jack. We've bought from him before you know."
"Of course. Who hasn't dealt with such an opportunist? Anyways, I do hope we can come to an agreement of sorts as I wish to purchase a CC-9600 from you today as well. Personally I would love to see if the rumors were true that you have a few Corusca gems here. I would love to see if they sparkle as much as the stories say."
"In terms of an equitable bargain, I'll offer a twenty percent discount on goods, though be aware like anything else. Any 'off the board' markets are usually double price for most goods. Though I do have a second hand CC-9600 about twelve percent damage but a working engines, hyperdrive, ship's systems and life support from a run in with an ... shall we say... Entrepreneur that took it off a Republic System's hands. I am willing to throw that in for free if you're willing to double the increments. Or 200 million now, and I'll have it parked in the berth next to S.I.N's own in thirty minutes."
"You mean twenty four ingots for 6 billion credits? I am afraid I will have to decline at this moment, until things settle down in Yag'Dhul. But you could take 200 million off the transfer to make it 2.8 billion transferred. I could have a shipment here in say... three to eight weeks providing the next combat zone doesn't take company resources time?"
"Such a pity. You said you like rainbow Gems personally? How much commission are you getting."
"Oh yes, my own commission from this is already had. Are you looking for a personal transaction, I would say I'd trade one such gem for a single ingot's worth you could get a moncal cruiser for,both after all."
"That seems quite reasonable."
The givin said with a nod. "While not as large as the eight in the collection here, my personal stores here in the flat above have two. I'd be happy to get it for you for the exchange."
"Moira held up a single ingot , letting the light gleam off of it. "[color=FF4080]If you have it here in a minute you have a sale good sir as long as I can get a list to compile a package of things to be stored on that CC-9600. I wasn't lying about making a purchase of mining equipment. Personally, I'm looking for a good set of construction equipment too, May we have some water as we continue our business discussions?"[/color]
"Of course, I'll signal down for a bit of a tray as good Thelmar and I wait to see on another interesting transaction. I am just being a businessman to recoup my losses."
the Givin said before nodding to a female who went to go get the gem. "Perhaps, we may acquire another gem to sell soon if you are interested in it's purchase.''
Mikka leaned over to her. "The Transfer, went through. Moiri Bruri."
Moira nodded, and after they were given a dataslate to peruse. "Take a look at the construction equipment, Luciana will need in the future. Start with the purchase of any Civil-Industrial I-C2 droids and EVS Construction droids they have on hand. We know they're being sold in system due to the constant flooding on the surface due to gravitic shifts as well as the space stations being constructed here. We can buy those legally."
"What are we going to put them in?"
"Are there any Class-7 repair vessels around?"
"They have about ten, but about six are listed as 'hyperdrive modified Stellar five Mining vessels."
"Moiri Bruri, they even have Loronar's E-9 Explorer vessel we were talking about turning in the Harmonia for! Even a few computer systems that would be helpful.
“Get what you decide, a few of those explorers and Vipers if they have them. She likes Vipers- at least enough for the CC-9600.”
As Moira was given a dataslate to peruse, and she began looking off items and gestured one of the mercenaries forwards. "Would please relay to Miss Luciana's secretary the remaining crew onboard the main vessel she may have to split the crew to take a prize back to Corellia. A CC-9600 was just transferred in it's title and deed to Silver Infinity Network."
"I assure you, if she wishes more power we do have a battleship or two on sale. A Keldabe class actually is available for purchase."
Moira nodded, "Is it better then what Red Jack could get her?"
"I'll keep that in mind. Do you have anything in personal armament?"
The discussion went on as they passed the time, Moira idly chatting with both as the haggling began for a list of things that would be suitable. Mainly for developing and mining a polluted world as the lists got larger and larger.
By the time the signaling chime of the meeting came and interrupted her; the five greenhorns were decked out in AV1s-Combat Armor, and eleven boarding parties from S.I.N’s forces boarded ten class seven repair vessels, their bays filled with Vipers and four Loronar E-9 Explorers and one new CC-9600. Each left the station and vanished into hyperspace towards Corellia, Their IFF’s already changed over.
Breuner the lieutenant came up behind her and passed her a message saying. Luciana was going to take this out on her hide for her going on another ‘walk’ and being reckless without a bit more warning.
Moira just shrugged.
The Givin at that point laughed as the credits that had gone back and forth and he barked a direct question to Breuner to see if she wanted to purchase a Keldabe or if her Sister would even allow that.
‘It seemed the man, or at least his network as a crime kingpin, had done their homework.’
Moira wanted to kill him for the affront right then and there, but the exchange of the rainbow gem, and it’s presence tied on a lanyard and placed about her neck next to her family's medallion seemed to soothe her passions and anger that was compelling her to do so.
She didn’t discount permanently maiming him though.
Davin, during this was a bit silent as Breuner went away for a minute or so before coming back with the reply that “respectfully due to manpower issues she did not possess the crew at the moment to man one. If one however was kept on mothballs it may be considered at a later date.
Then a small ping of the console in the center of the room came on, and she was shown a picture of a rather strange room, with a Givin man seated at a chair, looking towards another man. The Givin man was explaining he did not enter negotiations without checking the goods with his appraiser and asked if Thelmar was there. At this time, Moira became quite composed with her lists of offered goods, considering the nature of the three female bodyguards who seemed to loom ever closer. But the male Givin didn’t seem to usher her out as the three watched on.
Whatever was happening, Moira kept a close eye on the events to come.
- Over to you Ibby. lists will come later so they don't get in the way of the developing story.