Back To The Roots

[Revenchent]

And so the Ge'hutuun would remain empty. Calico didn't care, to be blunt. The ship was massive, to be sure, and easily noticed at that. It was also quite expensive to run: fuel demanded high costs in return, as did routine maintenance. Keeping the ship docked at its anonymous location saved him a few credits; credits his little family would need in the future.

"I can send a few workers to assist, if you like. The young ones, sons and daughters of my Dreadguard. They need some discipline." He sounded like he was grinning. "Tal'verda is going to move into Mando space...slowly. The transition is going to be a difficult one, but you'll be seeing plenty more of us very soon."

The Chieftain paused for a moment, and breathed a quiet sigh. Corrin could only remain with the caretaker droid for so long. "You have my contact, Valerie. Don't hesitate to give me a message. I'm afraid we'll have to return to our son. He's small, and he needs us around."

[member="Valerie Vizsla"] [member="Zandra Fenni"]

 

[J3C0]

[member="Calico Tal'verda"]

Valerie nodded.

“I'll contact you if I need anything. It was a pleasure speaking to you. I know this alliance will benefit both of our Clans.” The Woman turned away from Calico and towards Zandra. “I'll work on the blade. Like I said it'll take time.”

She smiled, then turned to go. Before she did however she regarded Calico and Zandra. “Perhaps I'll make something for the little one as well.”

Valerie grinned, then the helmet visor snapped shut. She began to move away from the couple, secure in the knowledge that they had achieved something today. Both of the clans would grow stronger, and both of them would gain a foothold within the Empire, one that they needed. She typed something into her armband and grinned.

Everything was going well.