Casualties of War: The Innocent Victims.

[Renato Sarkin]

Renato stood at the top of a long staircase facing the entrance to the banquet room where his guests would enter. Dressed in full formal wear Renato wore a soft smile as he would greet each guest that entered with a smile and a hand shake before motioning down the stairs into the man room. At the bottom of the stairs would be two tables situated with greeters. Between them a large box that would be labeled donations for people to pledge whatever amount they choose. As you pass the tables further into the room would be rows of seating leading up to a podium. To the right of the chairs long tables filled with various types of food and drink from all over the galaxy for people to partake in. To the left of the rows of chairs situated towards the front of the room by the podium is a stage with microphones and places for instruments to be set up by the nights entertainment.


All around the room are various banners and posters of various scenes. Images of families gather together in happiness having a grand time. Beside those imagines are scenes of blood shed and violence followed by images of those same families as the first but with children their faces full of terror and sadness leaning over the bodies of their dead loved ones.

The mood is a somber one as those gathered were there for a cause more important than the lives they live outside of that room. A time to remember and reflect on the casualties of war, the innocent victims too young to be left to their own devices to raise themselves.



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[Daxton Bane]

[member="Renato Sarkin"]

After the first guests has arrived, a silver protocol droid appeared and announced the arrival of its master. "Presenting the honorable, the just, the ever charismatically humble, Daxton Bane."

As if on cue, the giant doors swung open to reveal the Zabrak dressed in full diplomatic uniform. The muted dark green spider silk tunic alone must have cost a fortune, while priceless rare coins made up the buttons and cuff links. Although he wore no visible weapons, his stance made it clear that he was someone not to be trifled with.

Quick as mercury a cunning smile crossed his lips as he gazed among the assembled guests. Ignoring the hushed whispers, it amused him to no end to see the irony of it all. Some of these so called distinguished guests had actually paid for the murders of the bereaved families and had come to gloat under the guise of compassion. Not a few of them had been clients in the past, which greatly contributed to their discomfort. One of the so called victims had actually paid for his parent's permanent retirement so that he could gain the hereditary title. how did Daxton know, well the little did the young man realize but the man he had hired was the Sith in disguise. Such delicious secrets, such foul treachery. It was enough to give him goosebumps.

Approaching his host, Daxton bowed politely before saying,"The pleasure of your acquaintance, Daxton Bane at your service. It is a shame we have to meet on such somber circumstances but I do hope this small token would be of aid to your cause." Presenting a credit stick, it would be noted that his donation was worth 250,000 credits. A drop in the ocean in the Sith's net worth, which was a vast amount tucked away from his various illegal enterprises, it still enough to cause a small stir. Enforce he released the next bombshell, "Furthermore I offer sanctuary and training to any of the poor orphans who wish to study in my academy."

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[Renato Sarkin]

[member="Daxton Bane"]

Renato returned the bow with a polite smile.

"Welcome Lord Bane I am Renato Sarkin." "We are most grateful you were able to attend."

Renato takes the credit stick with another bow before sliding it into the donation box without looking at it.

"The children will be most appreciative of your generosity would you like to include a personalized greeting to them as well or leave your donation anonymous?"

Renato smiled softly.

"I will be sure to include you offer of sanctuary into this evenings presentation however I would be remise if I did not point out that all locations are subject to inspection for the safety and well being of the children before agreeing to play them in any facility."

"Please enjoy your evening and the presentation which will being shortly."

Renato gave Daxton one last polite bow before turning to greet the next guest.

 

[Doctor Zendu]

Renowned galactic Psychiatrist Doctor Robert Zendu, a workaholic who always put his patients first, usually didn't have time to attend social gatherings, he was strapped for time these days. the Doctor's phone had been ringing off the hook as word was starting to get around about his success rates with patients in his Belasco private practice.

Tonight, he made an exception, as the Doctor couldn't think of a cause more worthy of his attention and credits than innocent victims of war. Dressed in a spiffy black tuxedo, he entered the banquet with no date on his arm, his bachelorhood another casualty of late nights at the office spent researching the most cutting-edge treatments for his patients.

The erudite man was not only here to get donations, but also to hobnob galactic high society. If there were two things Doctor Zendu loved about wealthy people it was their multitude of endless problems and the ridiculous amount of credits they'd be willing to spend hearing someone listen to them.

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[Daxton Bane]

"A token of acknowledgement would not be amiss. After all it would do good to remind everyone that the Sith do not forget those set adrift by our less enlightened brethren. Might I offer my services as a guest instructor should an opportunity arise. I am sure your wards could benefit from the experience." Nodding politely to his host, he went to mingle with the crowd.

Snagging a rule of expensive wine, hisgazewas drawn to the man dressed in black tuxedo. Somehow he looked family even if could not place where at this exact moment.

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[Renato Sarkin]

[member="Doctor Zendu"]

Renato smiled giving the good Doctor a polite bow as the man approached.

Turning briefly back to @Daxton Bane Renato quickly acknowledging the offer of being a guest instructor before turning back to the good Doctor.

"Good evening Sir, I am Renato Sarkin." "I thank you for attending tonight's event of the utmost importance Mr.............?"

 

[Doctor Zendu]

Robert smiled widely at the host and with a tilt of his head, eagerly stuck out his hand. He didn't know much about the man, only his name which was prominently featured on the invitation. From the opulence of the banquet hall and the expert tailoring on the man's suit, he also guessed that Mr. Sarkin was rolling in credits.

"Doctor Robert Zendu, Pyschiatrist. It's wonderful to meet you Mr. Sarkin. And might I add that it's laudable that you've organized this event tonight." He paused pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, raised his eyebrows questioningly.

"Is this charity of yours a private venture or is it a corporate or governmental affair? I couldn't quite tell from the invitation."

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[Renato Sarkin]

[member="Doctor Zendu"]

Renato smiled politely but made no move to shake hands instead his hands opened slightly remaining about waist high.

"I am but a humble servant of the people Doctor." "I am honored you could attend on such short notice." "I represent only myself in tonight's venture although it is one that many find themselves called upon to support when the need arises." "More shall be revealed through out the course of the evening once the program has begun."

Renato bows politely.

"Please feel free Doctor to enjoy some refreshments the program will begin shortly."