Complications were always involved in politics - especially when you dug up dirt - you just ended up getting muddy. In the case of Alyesa Organa, she was stuck deep in a mud so thick, it suffocated her purpose within the Galactic Republic Senate and only increased the distaste for the current situation. She'd be allowed entrance by the guards before her - unbound and untouched by the shackles that once had befallen her, courtesy of the Republic which she loyally served. A Senatorial aide followed closely behind, with several datapads in hand that contained closely guarded secrets and confidential information.
She'd approach the table and gesture for the aide to drop the datapads before her, to which the younger woman did so and Alyesa would quietly thank her before dismissing her. Once the aide had left the room - she'd turn her attention to all who were present. [member="Ater Notechis"] - A Senator from Taanab who no doubt had some intelligence and experience in this sort've field. Alyesa would keep a close eye on what this woman did and how relative the information she revealed would be noted. [member="Faith Balor"] - her sister and closest confidant within the Senate Chambers, yet had little to no power beyond the walls of the Senate floor. She was here, perhaps as a reminder, of what Alyesa was working for. [member="Mark Crassis"] - a grump man of sorts, or so his reputation had spoken - but a very good politician. Like Ater, she knew very little about them - but this meeting would tell her enough.
"What I am about to reveal, are closely guarded secrets and revelations that are not to leave this room. These are Corporation procedures and protective measures to ensure product integrity - and aren't used for any other purpose as such." She gestured towards the datapads before her. "Infact, we ceased all the functions and data collection units on all models when we released the XJ-9 and opted for regular maintenance, which is why we have Incom technicians on every Republic installation." She'd bring the first datapad to the connection plate and insert it firmly.
A holo before them would shimmer to life, revealing various statistical information to include locations, altitude, output and various other critical information on twelve XA-5 models purchased by the accused Prime Minister.
"Each has a unique identifier - matching the corresponding contract to the Prime Minister." She gestured to the screen before her. "Each can be traced back to the original contract - as well as their locations to which my company was not responsible for locating and determining mis-use...if there was any." She'd change the holo over to the contract. "As it clearly states, Incom Corporation must identify the government or affiliated entity which is purchasing products for Military use - as you can see it's clearly identified that the Rebel Alliance is the purchaser, and you've already seen Lasedri's signature at the bottom." She'd flip screens, the holo adjusting accordingly.
"This shows their build date, shipment date and where they were to be shipped to." She'd hand each one of them a datapad. "This information, as I stated before - is confidential in nature and I will ask that it be destroyed when you are finished determining whatever facts are nessecary - I would hate for any misuse of this information by it falling into the wrong hands."
