Abregado-rae Asset Negotiations (HK-36, Nixara)

[Madame Cognito]

-OPULENCE- Class 1 Hyperspace Transit from Makeb to Abregado-rae-Day 3 of 5-


Arya stood poised in the central chamber. The ship was two days away from reaching Abregado-rae. Their anti-matter fuel reserves would definitely need replenishment after the journey. She looked over the ship's travel progress from the navigational system of the ship. The trip, thus far had been rather uneventful. Arya and Arisa had spent most of the trip going over Zann Consortium plans for the holdings in the central chamber. Arya took the remaining time to play host to intimate dinners in the reverted dining hall. Her concierge staff had definitely upped their culinary skills and their attention to guests needs. They provided the ship's guests with any luxury need or basic need they desired. From what Arya inferred from their absence for most of the trip, Nixara and Corruck must have been catching up on a lot. The port observation room provided a good spot for clearing one's head or discussing deep matters with the omnipresent giant windowed view of stars whizzing by in the hyperspace transit.

Arya would most often go to the starboard observation room alone to clear her head and this trip was no exception. Her mental breakdown on Tatooine and the impending meeting on Abregado-rae were on her mind. She took time to process everything she needed. Arisa was filled in on everything that happened and understood that her employer needed her alone time. Arisa was busy with her own issues related to her career's future.


'What if my love hadn't broken my heart and ended our relationship in the middle of a cotillion? How would my life be different? I guess...it really wouldn't have been too different. I have always been the type to bury myself in my work and being in the relationship with him was no different. I just had someone to call my own for a moment in time. I met some interesting people, including part of his family. After giving all of me to one person for so long, what is the appropriate amount of time for grieving? I suppose I will continue to bury myself in my work, while still catching the momentary pangs of heart ache that I know will fade in time. He wasn't my first love, but he had the most impact on how I thought about relationships.' Arya's thought process raced around those ideas while gazing out of the viewport.


'I hope we reach Abregado-rae soon...I am tired of being in my own head. It's exhausting.'
[member="HK-36"]
[member="Corruck Kazen"]
[member="Nixara Zann"]

 

[Corruck Kazen]

Corruck had been planning on taking this day, like all others, to roaming the ship and talking with his sister. However he had decided to prepare for the impending meeting on Abregado-rae. It might not be pretty and he was intent on being prepared. His blasters were cleaned and lying next to the bed which he had so kindly been given for the flight. They had been triple checked and cleaned, hopefully they would work fine. Corruck had heard of some guns of that time stop up right when they were needed the most. Obviously this was just a myth, but Corruck wasn't taking his chances.

At the moment, Corruck was reading through records of the history of the Zann Consortium. It wasn't to in-depth, due to Tyber's want for secrecy, but it had a lot of information on the meetings it had with other factions of the time. There had been a lot of fighting and manipulating. Corruck knew which one he preferred, manipulation was always the most powerful tool in a Crime Lord's arsenal. "Where would I be if Tyber hadn't formed the Consortium all those years ago? Probably some backwater planet as a server, or a farmer maybe." Sometimes he enjoyed just thinking on how the past affects the present and the future, and how actions and decisions made today will affect the future. That was part of his favorite things to do, try and guess the future using a logical set of analysis of history. He wasn't always correct on the large scale, but when short term or in lesser areas he tended to be correct.

[member="Madame Cognito"]
[member="Nixara Zann"]
[member="HK-36"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Corruck Kazen"], [member="Madame Cognito"]
//I'm so sorry it took me this long to reply, guys You just caught me at a bad time with all those invasions and me going to Poland, but I'm all good to go now! Thanks for being patient//

Aboard the Siege Tower,
Orbit of Abregado-Rae

HK stared ahead from the viewport on the bridge of his frigate. He stared ahead into the void, calculating about the events that were to unfold that day, Madame Cognito landing in the hangar of his frigate in just few hours, and then him and his forces, arresting her for arming the criminals and pirates from Abregado during his campaign against crime when he reigned in control of the planet as the Baron Observer. He didn't care much for those who would come with her, as long as they would not interfere, it was not them who were convincted but Cognito.
And she was convicted, it seemed that the shutdown of her factory's wasn't the only thing the manager did not tell her about but it was also notifications about her summon to the court that he intercepted as well, only to show up during the trial himself to testify against her. It was this back-stab why the droid has sent a squad from the garrison of his troops on the planet's surface in order to make sure the Factory Manager would be safe in his custody.

"Sir?"
His Yeoman spoke up,
"Yes?"
HK acknowledged her, looking slightly over his shoulder,
"Cognito is soon to arrive at our position, sir."
The droid nodded, looking back into the darkness through the viewport, the red glow of his photoreceptors reflected from the surface of the glasteel.
"Are our troops and the prototype weapons ready?"
He asked, the Yeoman nodded and responded,
"Yessir, the Gados Shattergun are all armed."
The droid nodded once more.
"Very well."

HK didn't had it out against Cognito, he wasn't bent on revenge against her. If he was, he would have hunted her down back when she was convicted, but her operations on the planet were small enough for him to look them over. He simply enjoyed a nice show of his power towards those who could undermine the peace he secured on Abregado with his strong military presence, besides, he was anxious to try new weapons.

Either way, it wouldn't be long before the meeting would begin.

 

[Madame Cognito]

-Hyperspace Exit to Abregado-rae- Five Day Travel-
Arya had been preoccupied during her time on the ship. During the time travelling, Arya had been busy planning a secondary trip to Naboo after the meeting with HK-36 came to a conclusion. She stood in her suite smoothing down her white business suit and making sure every detail of the outfit was in place. A heavy sigh left her body as she gazed in the mirror. Arisa had been busily making arrangements for the meeting including notes for them as the pilots came over the intercom, "This is a message for whom it may concern members of the crew and guests, we are in range of the vessel, Siege Tower. Make your final preparations and meet at the airlock. I am hailing the vessel now."

The pilot turned his ship-to-ship communications device to the Siege Tower as Opulence slowly came within close range. "This is the pilot of the Opulence, owned by a presently aboard Captain Arya Cognito. We understand we are to meet aboard the vessel and request permission to dock with your vessel."

Arya listened to the intercom intently, nodded and exited her suite ready for meeting. Arisa took to her side and walked alongside her.

[member="HK-36"]
[member="Corruck Kazen"]
[member="Nixara Zann"]

 

[Corruck Kazen]

Corruck listened intently to the voice speaking over the intercom revealing that they would be preparing to leave soon. He pick up his blaster pistol and slip it into the holster at his knee, but upon letting it slide effortlessly in, he noticed that his clothes were not truly in the best condition for the meeting. The clothes were the flight suit he had worn for many a year now, it had been made almost exactly like Tyber's aside from some of his own changes. It was a very shabby and informal suit, not good clothing to wear in this situation. In all the years he had been semi-rich, he had never thought to buy a good set of clothing. The last time he had had a suit, an actual suit, had been at an interview for a job in his younger years. Of course right after the interview he had stuffed the clothes into a garbage compactor. They had been made slightly too large and were produced with a material that didn't breath making him sweat quite badly. He never liked that suit anyways.

Feeling a little self conscious, what with the stubble of a beard growing and shabby clothing, Corruck would move quickly to a small side pouch that had been lying next to his guns. It was a set of shaving equipment, one actual razor, a petite rag, and a sharpening cloth. He had heard the rumor that this was what people from many millennia ago had used to shave, and he found that most intriguing. He had purchased them from an antique seller who claimed that they were a vintage set one of the few remaining in existence. Of course didn't believe it but he had bought them anyways. It had taken him a number of months to master the techniques of handling the blade without cutting himself. He had found it to be a simple pleasure, not something of pride or to make himself appear manly, but something that he enjoyed. Almost as much as calculating the figures of possible future fashion trends. Slipping out the blade, Corruck moved to a viewport, using the slight reflection as a make-shift mirror he rubbed some water into the skin in and around the stubble, once it was thoroughly wet he moved deftly with years of practice. Within a minute his face was clean shaven, he had been rushing and felt a little hair left under the chin. He slowly rubbed the blade again, hoping to remove what was left. It succeeded and he replaced the blade back into its pouch.

Feeling a little more refreshed and cleaner in appearance, Corruck slung his rifle over his shoulder and walked briskly down to the airlock. He hoped he had not kept the others waiting any length of time beyond a certain extent.

[member="Madame Cognito"]
[member="HK-36"]
[member="Nixara Zann"]

 

[HK-36]

[member="Madame Cognito"], [member="Corruck Kazen"], [member="Nixara Zann"]

Aboard the Siege Tower,
Orbit of Abregado-Rae

The Tower received the message from Opulence and soon enough a response would be send,
"Opulence, this is the Siege Tower, send in a shuttle to our hangar, if you are too large to dock there, our ship-to-ship airlock rig has been sealed shortly after entering Protectorate services to minimize chances of enemy using the location for boarding purposes during battles."

Well it's true, the Tower often got itself in situations with plenty of boarding, although it was them that were doing the boarding usually, but they knew what risk it was and how to protect against it. Besides, nobody ever tried to ship-to-ship dock with them before, neither did they, it was all usually handled by smaller ships, like shuttles being sent from one ship to the other.

Either way,
HK would be told of their impending arrival, already waiting in the hangars of the ship, he looked about, with his group of six honor guards.
"Do you think we should put a couple of Nocur with riders, maybe over there?"
He motioned in some direction with his hand, Nocur were the Owl-Bear beasts of Abregado-Rae the droid used as war animals,
"Or would that be too much?"
HK looked to one of his guards,

"That would be too much, sir."
The guard retorted.

 

[Nixara Zann]

Nixara followed closely behind her brother, while she typed away at her datapad. ''I hope this goes smoothly. I'd rather not piss off The Protectorate, especially at a time so crucial as this. We need to focus on building up the Consortium after we're done here...and promise me you won't do anything rash, Brother?'', she said nervously.

[member="Corruck Kazen"]

 

[Corruck Kazen]

Corruck looked at his sister with a hurt expression. "Oh sister, I would never think of that. These are just precautions." He smiled a little while he gestured to his guns. He obviously had thought of it, but then it had gone out as quickly as it had entered. Unfortunately, a blaster would not win a political battle. "But you must remember, you can get more with a kind word and a blaster than you can with just a kind word." His grin became outright as he said this. He didn't think it wise to fight but it was an insurance policy. He wondered what his sister would think, they had been separated so long, he couldn't guess what she would think.

His mind couldn't work with variables like a single human mind. A mass of beings was easier to work with than a single person. The sentient mind was an amazing thing, in a large number they kind of forced themselves into a somewhat easy to predict, but as a single unit they became unpredictable. Really a most interesting subject to study. Maybe that was something to look up later, learn some psychology. But then the time he would have to spend may be a waste, where could he use such a talent? Maybe it would be worth it. Now that he thought about it.

[member="Nixara Zann"]
[member="HK-36"]
[member="Madame Cognito"]