Bio-Chemical Integration(PharmaTech and TITAN associates)

[Valik]

Dear Gnovast Laark

Hello there, my name is Jonas Huen and I'm the CEO of PharmaTech Industries. Our firm is an expansion of the biological and chemical warfare divisions of Blas-Tech and we've grown into our own smaller subsidiary, but we're not hoping to stay as little brother for long. We've been watching the markets closely, and we believe that there are some excellent opportunities between our two companies to get some joint-projects done and put out some unique high quality products. Due to the sensitive nature of the project I'd rather not discuss it over simply H-Mail, but I'd love to arrange a meeting with you at one of our locations on Bothawui, Anzat, Endor or Junction, or your headquarters at Coruscant. Whatever happens to be most convenient.


Sincerely

Jonas Huen


[member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Tefka]

Dear Recipient,

I am currently on business travel for the next 24 hours. My business hours are from 0700 to 1800 Galactic Standard Time. Your messages will be forwarded on to the next available clerk at the office of Savonga Kraa, Vice President of Titan Intergalactic Lip Stick Removal. Please await until the next available clerk responds to you to handle your scheduling, purchase orders, lip balm replacement, or customer care. If your concern is an emergency regarding any of our products, please contact legal from the hours of 0600 to 1900 Galactic Standard Time. If your lip stick product is defective, please refer to our Customer Warranty department with Luke S. Quagglon.

Also please note that there is a recall on all orders purchased of the Nautolon Aquatic Lime Green balm. Please do not apply this product and return it immediately to the office of Ben R. Quaygglin.

Respectfully,

Tyrus Quafoogle
Vice President's Office Clerk


[member="Valik"]

 

[Valik]

The holomail Jonas Huen received in reply was . . . most strange. It seemed to be an automated reply, and most certainly not about conducting business. Furthermore his letter seemed to be redirected towards a clerk . . . He likely wasn't getting anywhere from this angle. Typing onto his terminal he went through Titan's home page, then to the "Bioengineering and Medical Sciences DIvision.". From there he found the the email of the bio-weapons division, a r.quazzie@Titan.Industries.Holo, and typed up another message, hopefully reaching someone of substance.


Greetings Sir or Madam,

My name is Jonas Huen, CEO and Board Director of PharmaTech Industries. I'd be highly interested in setting up a meeting with you or your supervisors, as I believe that there is excellent potential in our two companies beginning a joint weapons project. I am able to meet at Coruscant to further discuss this project, or you or your delegates could meet us at one of our locations.


Sincerly,
Jonas Huen

[member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Tefka]

Greetings Sir or Madam, My name is Jonas Huen, CEO and Board Director of PharmaTech Industries. I'd be highly interested in setting up a meeting with you or your supervisors, as I believe that there is excellent potential in our two companies beginning a joint weapons project. I am able to meet at Coruscant to further discuss this project, or you or your delegates could meet us at one of our locations. Sincerly, Jonas Huen

Jonas,

I will be at McYoda's for lunch tomorrow at 1130 Galactic Standard Time. Meet me there if you're game. Hope you don't mind if a bring a associate. [member="Malphas"]

-T

[member="Valik"]

 

[Sheff Zee]

Once he had been contacted and told where to meet the other two business men, Malphas had sent a representative. His name was Mathieu Andres, a human with a pointed nose and angular features. Someone that [member="Tsavong Kraal"] must have known since he was the spokesperson, or ambassador that bridged Tantorian and Titan Industries together.

Now he waited, maybe he had come a bit early.

[member="Valik"]

 

[Valik]

Though Jonas Huen was skeptical at meeting at "McYoda's", he figured that perhaps the Titan personnel merely had exotic tastes. Made sense with their exotic crafts. So he went to the McYoda's on Coruscant nearest to Titan Industries HQ and got in line, before getting to the front and ordering a Double McNerf with extra Bantha Cheese, protato fries, and a chocolate McShake. From there he sat at an empty table. Figured he was the only atrisian there, as well as the only man in a suit and with a briefcase presumably "T" and his associate would be able to easily spot him.


[member="Darth Acarus"] [member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Tefka]

The doors to the establishment burst open as Tsavong walked in, swinging to the left and right with his four arms with quite some swagger unbeknown to Sith or most Yuuzhan Vong. It seemed quite comical at first.

The Yuuzhan Vong spotted [member="Valik"] and approached him to sit down. Kraal silently motioned that he wished to sit, and upon being granted permission, he did. The creature then noticed [member="Darth Acarus"] as well and invited him to come join them with a wave.

"Apologies for my tardiness, the commute here on Coruscant takes a bit getting used to." He began. "I hope you don't mind my associates joining me. I have one other, but she too might have gotten stuck in traffic." Tsavong looked back to the door as he ordered a cup of jawa juice for himself and his newest guest, @Sabrina.

"So tell me, Jonas," he began. "Assuming you are Jonas, what did you wish to speak about?"

Tsavong, when time came to order, would purchase the new McYoda Double without bantha cheese.

 

[Sheff Zee]

And join them he did.

The Myrshavong did all the talking of course, but he figured that he was only present to speak of their main dealings. The natural resources of Tantorus, or it was to approach another business as a group, it'd be easier to bring another company in with them if they were a whole board.

[member="Valik"], [member="Tsavong Kraal"]

 

[Valik]

[member="Tsavong Kraal"][member="Darth Acarus"] [member="Darth Banshee"]

Jonas Huen motioned the large four-armed man to join, as he didn't figure just anybody would come to chat.

"No no, it's fine. You may bring whoever you wish." Jonas said, undaunted by speaking with multiple associates. Then the Myrshavong said something rather odd, as if he expected Jonas to be something he wasn't. Odd but Jonas was attempting not to be offended.

"Well, after seeing the rampant success of Ixetal Cilona grenades and their Mandalorian Force-Breaker counterparts our scientists put up some proposals with our marketing division and the two believe that, with the assistance of TITAN we can improve upon the product. Specifically, with the vong-shaping capabilities of TITAN and the various toxins we're working on we are hoping that with an alliance we could create a nang-hul that can disperse various airborne toxins and chemicals, and retain the Vong's remarkable Force-immune capabilities. I'm sure I don't need to show you any simulations of how profitable such a product could be."

 

[Tefka]

[member="Valik"]

Two of his arms extended to slide chairs next to Tsavong as the other two folded together on the tabletop. The Myrshavong leaned forward, staring into Valik's eyes.

He snarled.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked abrasively, A fist slammed down on the table as the behemoth leaned over, his massive bulk shifting as the crab armor he wore underneath his robes began to shine through. "Do you know to whom you're speaking?"

"Surely you were briefed before coming here. I'm assuming, a professional gentleman like yourself would take the time to get cultured before showing up to a business meeting with the head of a company you're proposing an alliance to, in exchange for monetary gain."

"Or perhaps you thought that I'm less than you, that you could come here speaking of money, flash some profits, and then proceed to spit in my face."

The restaurant seemed to tremor and the crowd had become gravely silent.

Kraal looked to @Malphas and back to @Sabrina.

He then gulped his jawa juice in one fail swoop and slammed it down on the table, crushing the glass with his hand and the power of the blow. Broken pieces of glass and black blood sank down into the table and began to form a small pool.

"It's Yuuzhan Vong."

He leaned back, glaring at the man, enraged.

 

[Darth Banshee]

Darth Banshee was quite till this moment, she looked at [member="Tsavong Kraal"] and then her eyes skipped [member="Valik"]. May I introduce one the leaders, of the one sith. He`s not just a merchant, he in charge of part our order. Under the leadership of dark lord, of course. Her eyes filliped back to her superior, she may be force user, and he force dead, but dark master approved his position, and that all she need to know on that subject.

Then her Mcsalad arrived, though she did not use all the mayo, as that was more fattening than the burgers. Which her mind was rather dumb, but then again it was not her choice to meet here. Though it might be to added to common touch that they have been playing at, to win harts and minds.

She was here to see if they come up with a better universal medic kit, so each trooper, marine, naval personal, and general security guard. Had access to at least some sort decent personal med kit.

[member="Darth Acarus"]

 

[Valik]

The Atrisian man visibly shook at the four armed man's declaration, jumping as the fist hit the table. The calm demeanor of the business man was gone, replaced by the view of a man who was fearful for his life. He was lost, unsure of what mistake he had made until the TITAN man had uttered his last statement, before taking a heavy gulp of his juma juice. Jonas Huen lowered his head until his nose pressed against the table, forming an awkward but easily recognizable bow.

"I am deeply sorry for my ignorance. I had no intention of offending you or your people." He said as he kept his bow. He'd get up when the Yuuzhan Vong allowed him, and not a minute sooner.

[member="Darth Banshee"] @@Tsavong Kraal [member="Darth Acarus"]

 

[Tefka]

[member="Valik"]

"Up, dog."

Tsavong sat impatiently for Jonas to raise from his bow. While he knew it was a sign of respect, the beast drew no emotional change from the display. He was a man of action, not words, nor gestures. Only this man's engagement with with the Myrshavong and the results thereof would diminish the slight that had been offered previous.

"Show me what your masters sent you here to show me."

The McYoda's began to bustle about once more, the shock at the scene that had been displayed by Kraal dissipating. It seems the crowd knew the Myrshavong was a regular and were used to these specific antics.