Ova Ziss
President of United Trade Authority
The door guard lets you into the Trilon Corporation cocktail party. As the double-doors swing open, you see crystalline decorations and an open design. You see a massive luminary chandelier that covers the length of the entire concourse. You see people wearing fancy dress clothes from across the galaxy: Sith, Jedi, Greys, merchants, and everybody in between. The carpet is fancy and freshly steamed.
Mr. Ziss had a strict no-weapons policy, and so all of the participants and visitors were disarmed and provided with a "courtesy coat check" at the door. Although there was not much they could do about force use, it would be unwise to use destructive force powers in the hangar, where there are so many ships, people, and caustic and explosive substances around.
The doors had opened about thirty minutes ago. So far, the party was going smoothly. The guests were primarily Sith elite, Trade Federation executives, Diarchy imperialists, and a few shoppers from the Galactic Alliance (who looked quite wary of the Sith social circles). Socialites from the entertainment industry had also shown up to document the grand opening, bringing a crew with a camera-type device that automatically scanned everything into a hologram recording. Pretty Twi'Lek girls travel from table to table and checked the bar frequently, serving items off of an a-la-carte menu.
The cocktail and drink menu consisted of several items that made it quite clear that Mr. Ziss was trying to show off his new wealth after the Trilon purchase. The food special was steamed lobsters from a planet that many people didn't know existed, paired with Italian Wedding soup. It was clear that Ova Ziss was an expert in numerous industries, and nightclubs was one of them.
There was an open bar serving liquor and food from a diverse range of alien species. One of the premier attractions was organic coffee grown on Dantooine, an arid and bold brew that fit the boldness of the people who would be drinking it.
On the other side of the concourse, there was an "Exhibition Center". Ziss had made piles of credits by selling vendor rights to a variety of factories across space, all of which were "approved" by the Trade Federation. There were rows and rows of spaceships, speeders, and mining barge displays, sold by Trilon and all of its partners and subsidiaries. In a prominent area on a raised platform was the "Trilon V Mining Barge [Prototype Only]", the newest release. Its mining laser sysem could automatically separate asteroid ore.
At the very back of the concourse, on a raised platform decorated with blue and silver silk that shone in the stagelight, sat the VIP section. Ova Ziss and his bodyguard Mr. Fitzgerald sat in this section, along with several influential members of factions from across space. Darth Reign and his entourage from the Diarchy joined Darth Moskvin. Makai Dashiell from Dashiell Incorporated sat at the VIP table, and he was already discussing mining contracts with Mr. Ziss. Liin Terallo from New Cov Biomedical Company would also be seated here. Periodically, the cute Twi'Leks would bring other guests to the VIP table to speak with Ova Ziss and to join their interesting conversations.
After some time, the live band finished on a high-note and there was applause. A spotlight was lit onto Ova Ziss, who rose and went to a podium to give a short speech. He was a man in his 40s with grey hair, a grey beard, glasses, and a fancy blue executive suit.
"Thank you for coming, friends and neighbours, to the grand re-imagining of Trilon Corporation!"
Everyone clapped.
"My name is Ova Ziss, and I am your new Trilon Incorporated President. As you can see, we are relocating our mining barge manufacturing operations right here to Dantooine, so that we can serve the busiest areas of space. There are millions of credits of asteroids floating around this planet and others in the subspace. Dantooine's economy has been neglected in the past, but those days are over. We will shortly be hiring over one hundred new employees at this very plant."
There were claps and cheers from the audience.
"No matter where we came from in space, we're interested in one thing in this room: making some credits! Our projects will do just that. We don't just manufacture barges here at Trilon though, oh no. We're also working on creating the fastest speeders in space, and luxury single-seater craft for traveling subspace in style. So, we encourage you to visit the Exhibition section and to purchase or reserve our wonderful crafts at your heart's content."
A spotlight was lit onto the Exhibition area in the back. Everyone clapped again.
"Enjoy the food. Enjoy the drinks. And the next time you need mining equipment – choose Trilon."
As the room returned to a regular din, Ova turned to his guests, making sure the mic was off. He sat down at the table, and a Twi'Lek girl immediately served him some kind of simple cocktail.
"And a special welcome to you, friends. Perhaps we could go around the table and introduce each other? There are only a few faces around the table that I've seen." Ova smiled, but his insides writhed with anxiety as he looked at the numerous Siths and Darths who now sat at his table. He knew that building a trade corridor would be rough business, but with this many Sith at the bargaining table? Good grief!
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