A Common Practice [Aegis Initiative/Commenor]

[Ras'kala'han]

As far as corporations went, STELE had room to grow. It was, for lack of a better word, incomplete - a limited clientele, and thus with limited manufacturing capabilities. This simply would not do - not at all. Lorian Venalt - generally used to being referred to as "Mr. Venalt," or perhaps "Sir," was not a man of limitations. He already had grand plans whirring in his mind, perfected in theory and unfeasible in practice - how could he be certain that a radiation shield for a new cybernetic power source would keep the living subject from dying to carcinogenic emissions if he didn't have any Isotope-V? How could he hope to test a new tactile absorption mesh without fine-tuning Spartii cylinders for repeated testing, with access to varying genetic samples? His reach exceeded his grasp in every way.

Or so he thought. "The queen of Commenor?" He kept up with galactic politics, but the dealings of this strange, individualistic trade world had escaped him. His brief, fervent period of digging yielded more questions than answers - a sudden surge of monarchism, rumors of violence. Bizarre allegations and rumors swirled: The Elder Council was alive, the Queen hid them to hide them from enemies - the Queen was marrying a former Jedi, who left his order for love - the Queen was actually the apprentice to a Dark Lord of the Sith and practiced black magic.

Ridiculous, utter insanity. What's wrong with conclusions drawn from facts and certainty? The answer, of course, was that one was much more dull than the other. Still, in spite of his... knowledge gaps, so to speak, the only way to fill them would be to answer the open message. He was one of many, and he could hear from the others called, and learn what to make of any possibility of sponsorship.

Probably speak with an advisor, maybe get lucky and catch an audience with the queen herself. As he stepped on the stately stairway leading up to the Presidential Palace, he knew that nothing could stop him - this was his rise.

A tiny buzzer went off, triggered by his cybernetic implants. "Sir, I will have to ask you to step over here."

"I have an urgent audience."

"Even so..." He let out a small sigh.

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[member="Connor Harrison"]
[member="Lady Kay"]
[member="Zeradias Mant"]

 

[Kay-Larr]

As far as she was aware, the meeting was nearly complete. Whether or not [member="Connor Harrison"] had insulted [member="Zeradias Mant"] into backing out of the alliance, she was still waiting to hear. The silence as the Admiral thought it over was disconcerting. It was an alliance that probably in the end, they couldn't afford to lose. It was beneficial for both parties, yet the decision was now solely in the Admiral's hands. Kay knew that Connor meant well and was just doing his job, but he still had plenty to learn about politics.

[member="Lorian Venalt"] in the meantime was directed to sit or stand near one of the benches in the hallway, far enough from the Throne Room that he couldn't hear what was going on within, but not far enough away to seem as though he was merely being pushed aside. His visit was unexpected, unscheduled, but not unwanted. Whatever Lorian came to propose, she was willing to listen in time.

 

[Zeradias Mant]

And there it was. Commenor's head of state had agreed to allow the Aegis Initiative to construct and open a military base and embassy in her holdings. This was a most favorable outcome for both parties involved, and Zeradias knew it would be significant in advancing the interests of the Initiative.

"So it is agreed. I will have my people send you the contracts forthwith so we might formalize and begin construction immediately."

With a curt nod of farewell to Minister Harrison, he stepped back slightly and bowed to the queen. "Your grace.", he said as he backed out of the chambers, his marines following. Today marked a momentous occasion for celebration for both parties involved. Though he cared less for Commenor's gain, he relished in the victory that he had just accomplished.

"Retribution, Overlord Actual. Mission accomplished."

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Connor Harrison"]​

 

[Kay-Larr]

Kay bowed her head to [member="Zeradias Mant"] as he left. Once him and the guards were out of earshot, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Well that was close." She turned to [member="Connor Harrison"] , "I hardly think that they are going to sell us out to the Jedi. We need allies, not enemies. The more allies we have, the better in case of attack. Plus...we could use their military support. It's your job to be skeptical, just...try to pick your moments a little more carefully."

She gave her Minister a small smile before picking up her datapad and noting a message from one of her staff. She read it, chewing the inside of her cheek a little. "It seems that we have another visitor. I think I'll meet up with him in the dining hall. I'm a little hungry. Whether or not you join me, is entirely up to you."

Kay got to her feet and stretched before stepping down from her throne and heading out of the room to the hall.

(Exit thread. [member="Lorian Venalt"] we can start up a new one)