A Party of Crowns (PM for Invite)

[Nimue Stormson]

Like most of the others present at the party this [member="Walter Dellian"] carried himself with a lot of grace and respect. As he arrived and gave his bow the empress gave a deep nod of her head to him before he made introductions. "I a familiar with this 'Techno Union'. I find it an honor that I can meet with one of the 'CEO's of such a grand faction as yours, Lord Dellian. And what, may I ask, brings such a respected an as yourself to these parts of the galaxy? Merley an answer to an invitation? Or something else?' As she asked her finger trailed over the brim of her cup still full of wine. ​

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Azriel Zadimus"]

"You would think with a name like that the guy would come in here with a line of webbing in his wake. Or that he would atleast look the slightest bit unnerving, no?" He smiled as he looked around at the others and focused now on the other newcomer. "Curious, i wonder whom else will join us in this fair event, are you expecting to see anything mister Zadimus?" He glanced back at the man whom he was talking to and tried still to get a hole on just what this man was liked. He seemed more relaxed than most men of his former status, maybe he is just humbled at the moment, or hes putting on an act. Who knows.

 

[Narfi Hróðson]

Azriel chuckled a little. "True it might be something he should think about." He joked back while he took a little fruit to eat, liking the succulence of the fruit. "Well in these types of events we might expect anything really, I remember a Trandoshian who fancied himself the pinnacle of all nobility come to one event that I attended a while back." He then said to [member="Solan Charr"] with a smile on his lips while he eyed a few of the people in the hall.

 

[Avo]

The Lord of Elrood could feel the energies flowing from this Empress. Her entire focus devoted to analyzing each word and movement spoken by the man standing before the seat of her empire. She was very observant, Walter had to admit, and her knack for fluidity of tongue shone quite brightly.

But he had his own as well.

"I come because I understand that it is not possible to stay afloat on your own; you either grow weary and drown or the Firaxan sharks consume you whole." He shifted, eyes boring back against the Empress's. "Creating and fostering a spanning network of friends in high places always comes in handy. And on your side, having lowly men such as myself allocates much more resources to your pool."

Lord Dellian smiled. "I trust that we'll become the best of friends, your Highness."

[member="Nimue Stormson"]

 

[Nimue Stormson]

Ever the flattering sort this [member="Walter Dellian"] seemed, something Nimue never minded. He was quicker to catch on than most of the other guests as to the deeper intentions of this party. She gave credit where it was due, considering this man was probably used to such a thing. She could sense his power, which was great. And given his status as a Lord she could assume he was like her, and some of the others present. Strong in power, not just of the Force but of resources and authority. When he mentioned them being friends she smirked, saying "As do I. Though I ponder if you're the sort who just hands is friendship over so willingly. Or if it comes with a price." By that she'd meant needing to do him some favor or the like in order to gain his support. ​

 

[Cecily Demici]

Cecily shuddered as Sempra spoke, closing her eyes and bracing the table as subtly as possible. She covered the action with a muffled subdued little cough before straightening up and patting down the front of her gown. "Y-yes, of course," she began with a smile, "Cecily of House Demici of Serenno... the rightful regents of said planet, though I have lived and propspered on Onderon for many years and was recently elected to serve as their representative in the Galactic Senate... a place I do not believe the Hutt people have representation?"

Cecily generally had disdain for those not among the ranks of the Galactic Republic and the Hutts were no exception to this rule, still she had a deep respect for the species. The sheer power they always seemed to command was impressive. "And yourself, my lord?"


[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

 

[Azula Tindara]

[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

"An' sae ah said tae th' loon: back aff. An' sae he looks me up an' doon, a lang slow stare. He sticks it his jaw an' he says yoo're takin' up enaw space awreddy.

"Puir laddie, he was crappin' teeth fur a week." Thrukk finished the story with a guffaw, slapping his thigh. The pair of guards he was talking to shared in the mirth.

"Ah, that's a good one," replied the older Effekt guard. "Holst, tell Mr Gulpdar what you asked the Ithorian ambassador last week, go on!" The younger guard, who couldn't be much past twenty squirmed.

"Oh don't make me tell it again!"

"Alright, so the ambassador turns up with... " the old guard started to regale. Thrukk only half paid attention. He had a job to do, after all. Before entering the bounty hunting business, he'd been a bodyguard by trade - well not a trade, technically he'd been an indentured servant - for years. Even dressed in a smart waistcoat and without weapons, he was still part of Sempra's entourage as a guard. It was his eyes, not his arms, he was being paid for today. Old hands like him liked nothing more than reminding juniors of their mistakes.

As the guard told his story, Thrukk reached into his pocket with his organic hand and pulled out a fat cigarra. The Houk wasn't rich, he certainly couldn't describe himself as such in this company, but business had been good. He had these hand rolled in a size suitable for him.

However, a waiter paused briefly as he passed the group. "I'm afraid you'll need to head to the smoking room, or the balcony sir." He provided the information quickly and politely and then carried on his way. Thrukk starred at the cigarra wistfully. It was a quality leaf. He turned his head to see Sempra engaged in conversation. Sighing, he put the roll away and went back to his idle chat.

Of course, it wasn't idle chat really. The hulking houk had long learned that keeping your ear to the ground was the foundation of being a good bodyguard, not having a terrifying visage. With his bulky appearance, slow drawl, and friendly demeanour, people often assumed he was relatively simple. In Thrukk's experience, there was nothing so liberating as being underestimated. He was actually quite professionally putting the guards at ease. It wasn't that he suspected them, at least not entirely. There was always the chance that the Effekt staff, or at least some of them, had been paid off. The Hutt cartel had powerful enemies. However, if something was going down, he hoped to know the guards well enough to spot that something was off quickly.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Sempra listened intently to [member="Cecily de Demici"] as she explained her position within the republic senate.

"It is an honor senator." he began. With a flair of his nostrils he let out a deep sigh looking afar as if this thought troubled him.

"You are correct I suppose, but not in that the hutts do not respect the republic or are alien to its politics. On the contrary, I must ask you to remember [member="Popo"] the hutt who served both as senator and supreme chancellor for a period of time. It is a shame that he retired. Perhaps it is time to find new representatives among us, after all we all aspire to live in peace and how will we accomplish that without proper diplomtic channels?" Sempra smiled cunningly at Cecily.


[member="Thrukk Gulpdar"]

 

[Cecily Demici]

Cecily paused, mouth agape as she searched for the right words and then nodded into her response. "Yes, I have heard stories of his time at the helm of the Republic, it was a different time, and his decisive leadership in such a desperate time ensured the survival of our great democracy," if pretty words were webs, Cecily would be the spider that spun them, she had a silver tongue and she always knew how to put the right spin on her words.

"In these dark times, the Republic calls upon all corners of the galaxy to rise up in defense of the ideals of freedom and liberty, we would surely welcome the inclusion of the... noble Hutt families, perhaps it is through the two of us that such diplomatic channels could be opened?" In this case, Cecily's intentions were sincere, and she reached out a delicate, milk white hand and placed it on top of the large Hutt's own in a gesture of good will.

[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

The wheel of politics were turning and finally he made some progress here. He had come a long way to visit the Empress of Effect. Even though he had not dreamed off facing a representative of the republic he more then welcomed the chance now. Perhaps it was fate opening a window of opportune as others had closed. He did not fool himself, [member="Cecily de Demici"] was a politician and despite her velvet voice he did not doubt her cunning or politicl ambition. But where there was ambition there were options.

"Aye you might speak the truth senator... " he tried and tilted his head toward her at the touch. "If a represenative of the hutts were to present himself in the senate, do you think there would be support? I know my kind face alot of recentment, and for that we all suffer much." he tried with a sad voice.

 

[Cecily Demici]

"My Lord Sempra, I assure you that the people of Onderon embrace you in good faith in the hope that diplomacy will ensure a greater level of understanding between our people," Cecily was in her element here, she was sly and cunning, but her love for the Republic was unparalleled. The ideals of freedom, liberty, and democracy were at the forefront of her philosophy and she seized any opportunity to spread it to others.

"In terms of your appearance in the Senate," she paused to stand, "it is my belief that everyone deserves a voice... and so, as the duly elected Senator of the Planet Onderon and with the power vested in me by Her Royal Highness Princess Thalia, I hereby appoint you to the Onderonian Delegation to the Galactic Republic as Representative Extraordinary for the Hutt... Cartel." Cecily nearly choked on the last word, but there was no avoiding it.. the Hutts organized themselves thus.

"As such, you are further vested with all of the rights and privileges of the ambassadorial rank and at my pleasure shall exercise full and equal voice in the Galactic Republic Senate," she finished, nodding in affirmation. With that, the Hutt Cartel would be able to make its case before the entire Senate at the next full meeting. It was Cecily's hope that a mutually beneficial alliance would spawn from this impromptu arrangement.


[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

As she spoke Sempra nodded along, only taking brief pauses to sip his wine or down a grape from the nearby plate.
He could see that this was a formidable speaker, and that made her a valuable asset. Clearly she was looking for sponsors, perhaps in a bid for more power in the senate. Regardless it suited Sempra well.

Once [member="Cecily de Demici"] had finished the hutt hummed to himself a while before responding.

"I am honorered senator, and you will find that I am a most generous ally and friend when it is called for."

"I will accept this new elevated status and offer my humble oppinion to you right here and now."

"I believe the time has come for a Senator of the Hutts to take seat once more in the republic senate. I will recomend someone I know will excell at the task and ask him to contact you for further discussions as soon as possible."

"I can not express the joy I am feeling because of our meeting senator" he finished and raised a glass toward her.

 

[Cecily Demici]

"Perhaps the legacy of Supreme Chancellor Blotus will be revived in the presence of your ancient and noble people," Cecily said, recalling the nearly 300 year reign as Supreme Chancellor of the wise and judicious Blotus the Hutt. He was perhaps one of the most beloved Supreme Chancellors in the history of the Galactic Republic and yet somehow the Hutt were so often grouped together as a stain on the galaxy.

Cecily did not delude herself, she knew all too well how dangerous the Cartel was, but fear of the One Sith was pervasive throughout the galaxy and their threat was imminent. She would sign a deal with the devil himself to stop the onslaught of the dark side. The added bonus of the expansion of Democracy made the deal all the sweeter.

"To a a new friendship... and.. a new alliance!" Cecily raised her own glass with Sempra.

"I will need to arrange a few meetings when I return to Onderon, this will take work... but it will work," she said with confidence, she had faith in her colleagues, "I look forward to seeing you on Onderon, my lord."