A Debt Paid

[Rhodes]

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Kalor-Tech Plaza, Coruscant​

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The headquarters building of Kalor-Tech Industries stood lower than most other structures in its immediate area. I was a shorter building, but the large complex wrapped around about a half of the plaza. In the large industrial courtyard was a small collection of restaurants, a few shops (all Kalor-Tech, of course), and a nice little park that stood in contrast to the rest of the city-planet. People bustled around, many heading into the complex to clock in at work.​

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A large corner suite with two bay windows sat on the top floor of the HQ. One window looked out over the courtyard, the other providing a nice view over the surrounding city. It was actually the former office of Alisa Kalor, founder and ex-CEO of the company. However, since the company's passing on to him by Lord Ajihad, a new person sat behind the mahogany desk waiting for his 3:00 appointment with the Red Assassin.​

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Rhodes.​

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[member="Krest"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

War would not keep this [member="Rhodes"] 's waiting for long. It had been years since he last set foot in this building, or even the plaza of Kalor Tech. Years, decades. But as he stepped through the all too familiar double doors, a smile formed on Krest's face. He had come due to his old apprentices deal, one that would benefit all of the Assassins. Now, he wanted to pay in full, keep anyone from owing anyone. It wasn't a good place for these men and women of the shadow.

Right into the CEO room the Zabrak went with a briefcase in hand, and a smile still on his lips. "You must be the new CEO."

 

[Rhodes]

Rhodes would offer a slight bow of his head as the Aspect of War entered his office. The mask he wore over his face was a rather ornate one, the majority of it being ivory while it was complimented by a silver trim. Besides that, he was dressed in his usual pinstripe black suit with a black tie and white gloves. It could be noticed that not an inch of skin was showing. This had sparked quite the office rumor that he was no man at all, rather some kind of ghost or entity bound by the intimidating mask. Who knows, it could be true...​

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"Indeed I am, Darth Ferox. You may call me Rhodes or Mr. Rhodes, whichever you so choose. How are you?"​

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[member="Krest"]​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"I am quite well Mr. [member="Rhodes"] . How are you?" Casual conversation. It wasn't exactly something the Zabrak was use to, but he would go along with it all the same. He sat down across from the crime lord, setting the briefcase down beside his chair. Rather casually he folded his hands together and set them on his lap. He was called here, and now he simply waited to hear why.

 

[Rhodes]

"Rather well, thank you."​

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A few days ago, the CEO of Kalor-Tech had struck a deal with Ringovinda Shipyards that would commission the construction of a massive cruiser to serve as a mobile base for the Sith Assassins. Other than containing training grounds, living quarters with meditation chambers, a hangar, an armory, and a council chamber, the ship would also be well-suited for combat. It was a massively armored juggernaut that could take one heck of a beating before going down. It was also equipped a cloaking device and a wide assortment of weapons. One of these weapons was a Stealth MIRV missile, a giant missile pod cloaked in stygium that could open on command and release dozen of missiles upon an enemy (similar to a hellfire missile).​

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The masked man would press a button on the corner of his desk, and two concealed wooden panels would slide open in between the two men. A small metal device would rise out of the hole, a holoprojector. It would power on, showing the hologram of the ship's design for Krest to scrutinize.​

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"I assume this is on-par with your expectations?"​

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[member="Krest"] (We never finished this)​

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Indeed it is. I expect no less from Kalor Tech, and you've yet to disappoint." Krest kept the conversation civil, polite. Yet all the while he glanced towards the ship. He knew nothing about ships, about how they're built or how they run, and he wasn't about to start asking questions here. Instead he gave his seal of approval, trusting [member="Rhodes"] knew exactly what needed to be done.

"There is only the matter of payment with this left to discuss.

 

[Rhodes]

[member="Krest"]​

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Rhodes nodded. ​"Indeed there is. This is a rather large cruiser here, outfitted with advanced stealth capabilities as well as heavy armor and specialized weaponry. It would normally cost an extraordinary amount of capital for something like this, though out mutual friend asked me to kindly lower the price for you. Risking my own profit, final payment will amount to sixty-five million credits."​