Public Criminal Cartel: A Gathering of minds to take back what is ours. (Open to anyone)

[Kirill Bratan]

Kirill was sitting in his private yacht drinking Corillian whiskey when his service droid, a

BX-series droid commando diplomat

named BX-103, came to inform him that they have arrived. "Thank you 103. Is everything else in order?" BX-103 nodded. "They landing party was just sent out to survey the area and the Ariel drones have been deployed. Once we have established everything is in order and safe for you General, then we will escort you to the meeting place." "Thank you again 103. And you are sure that the other Cartel members that I invited know that I have these droids out and about and that I understand if they would want to have some of their own in the air and on the ground? It is hard enough to get these meetings when everyone is distrustful, albeit with good reason sometimes and the fact that we are always trying to compete with one another. That is the reason for this meeting. Bring us all together and share the wealth. We will all be stronger for it and richer. Richer beyond any of their wildest dreams."

BX-103 again nodded. "Yes General. I have followed your instructions to the letter as I have always done." There was a beep and BX-103 nodded. His com was implanted inside him. "We are ready to take you to the meeting place General. It is safe and I will now instruct the cooks to prepare the food and bring out the drinks for your party." Kirill nodded. "Good. Let's go."


The meeting place was on a grand vista overlooking the Myiak lake and the waterfall feeding into it from the surrounding mountains. The grand stone structure was really a huge credenza of sorts that they were using as a meeting spot. It had a 360 view so it was easy to see if anyone or anything was listening, coming after them or just plain old ran into them out of shear bad luck. There was mahogany table that would fit up to 20 people comfortably with thick wood and supple leather chair. There were places for the Hutts to set or bring in their own hover chairs. The table was round so as to enforce the symbolism and fact that they are equal and would be equal in all of this.


Kirill sat down and enjoyed the view while a server droid poured him a glass of red wine while he looked out at the view. All he could do was wait and see if they all would agree to the price of this joining. Not only they all share in the profits, with the lions share going towards the faction or individual person/being that implemented like a slaver getting 40% of the profit while the others shared the other 60% for the selling of slave/drugs/ information, etc... but the buy in price was to be 500,000,000 credits. All of the credits will go into a pot/pool using their contacts at the IGBC and not only will the interest be divided up but there is a nest egg to which to bargain with, bribe with, pay off with, buy infrastructure, invest, etc...

"We will have to see which is bigger with these people. Their brains or their egos." He said to himself as he sipped his wine.

 

[Matias Tower]

"Madame Tower, we are approaching the landing zone. I trust the outfit is to your liking."

"Yes and it holds my rig well. He is an excellent engineer much like Hafey."

"Touchdown in thirty."

The loud humming of the shuttlecraft would spin around quickly, opening the bay door as it revealed a singular lady, a bit tall but on her back was what was the dangerous part. Slowly, metal tendrils would extend out and allow the lady to walk as she used them for support...and for combat. Each step would result in a small clanging noise, obviously not something to sneak around in. Moving closer towards one of the droids, she would extend out a small holochip as she would give her best smile.

"I am here on behalf of my employer, the Compneer of my organization. I am to discuss...business opportunities."

Kirill Bratan

 

[Kirill Bratan]

The droid took the chip and inserted it into arm and reviewed it. The droid only nodded and turned to let your pass and point towards the rotunda where General Kirill was seated and removed the chip and gave it back to her.



She would find a man wearing a black suit and red tie with a white dress shirt on. His shoes were highly polished and she would be able to tell that he had on some armour under his shirt. Other than that he had no weapons that she could tell. He was Caucasian and had a full head of grey hair and looked to be in his mid 50's. Hearing the metallic clingy sounds he turned thinking it was one of his droids needing repaired and saw a lady wearing a spider like device that enabled her to move and move very well. His eyes only widened for a split second before he bowed sincerely and motioned to the food, drinks and table.

"My Lady. How good it is that you came. You are the first visitor. Are you here on behalf of yourself or someone else. If you are here on your own behalf a different contract will be required since you will be independent. But it will be a fair contract and you will have your...services, needed in more demand. Please take a seat of some sorts and tell the server droids what you like to eat or drink."

Then he thought for a second. "May apologies madam. I am Kirill Bratan. General of the Hutt Armies. I am also an independent Mercenary, if the price is right." He smiled as he sat down and pointed to his empty cup and a droid came and refilled it. The smile was not malicious but sincere.

 

[Matias Tower]

There was a courteous nod as she tried to bow but found it difficult. Slowly but surely, she would move on over towards the large table of food, wine and drink. Taking a glass with her humanoid hand, she would turn to give a rather exquisite view of her outfit, a long evening type gown, both straps making into a large collar around her neck with long ear rings dangling down. Her appearance suggested early thirties though it could not be verified without proper DNA testing. Slowly, she would sit down though had to be careful as the long metallic arms would rest onto the sides of the chair.

"You will have to excuse my employer to start, I am paid to merely attend and do any work he so requires so yes, independent and open for more...contractual work later. Breath of Heaven please, I will refrain from eating for now."

Watching the droid come on over, filling her drink with the rather expensive rice drink, she slowly would sip on it as she nodded her head gently. "Matias Tower, contractual Mercenary primarily specialized over Force Users and yes like yourself...if the price is right."

"My employer is currently busy closer towards the Deep Core, something about a...recent sighting. I am here on behalf of the Exchange and the Compeer to oversee the deal. He believes it is time to come together in an effort to increase...profit, he is already willing to wire the half a billion of credits to show his support. All he asks is to have a supply chain of Ryll which he will pay for and security of transport it to and from the Outer Rim to the Mid Rim."

Sipping onto the glass, half-way across the Galaxy would be a rather cruel plan to potentially uproot potential entire markets, more importantly, medical markets of Bacta. All that was required, was the potential drug to oversaturate certain military markets and destroy the purity along with larger corporations to install themselves on.

"I could potentially get him on a holo-communicator though I do warn...he can at times, have a temper."

Kirill Bratan

 

[A'ti]

Kirill Bratan Matias Tower

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An H-2 executive shuttle painted in the livery of the old Hutt Space Consortium entered view from orbit, most likely launched from a more suitable deep-space starship yet unseen. As it approached the landing zone it slowed and rotated to a more proper alignment with the entry of the building where this meeting was to take place.

As the shuttle came to land with a lurch, and the ramp extended downward, a rather gruff looking Wookie with a bowcaster stepped out and surveyed the area quickly with his eyes before motioning back towards the ship, then he continued a few paces forward until he came to rest. Behind the Wookie came A'ti the former Majordomo of Gorba the Hutt, the de facto leader of the Hutt Space Consortium before his untimely demise along with much of the old HSC leadership. At one time she held a great amount of influence and authority, today that was not so. Her influence had waned with the death of Gorba though in the meanwhile A'ti had resurfaced some time ago as an independent Crime Boss within the greater network of the Hutt Cartel, renown for her hosting of brutal Hutt Ball events among other activities.

A'ti looked towards the building then over her shoulder, then forward again "<It will be good to see this General and what he is about. Oh, and business of course. Isn't that right?>" she muttered in Huttese to the Wookie bodyguard who gave an uncaring shrug. He wasn't paid to care after all "<Remind me to hire someone more social.>" she replied with a dismissive wave of her hand as she began to move towards the meeting location proper.

 

[Kirill Bratan]

Matias Tower A'ti
((OOC: Sorry. Work got to me.))


Kirill waved his hand in dismissal to Matias Tower. "No need to call Miss Tower. I am a realist and know when one needs their privacy and the wherewithal to know when one does not trust someone to come on their one behalf and send others to do their work. But you are no mere subordinate. You are your own force to reckon with and I will have use of your talents in the future as well as you will have use of mine." He took a sip of his wine and then continued. "He will have his supply chain from Ryll and a security escort to and from the Mid and Outer Rims. However, He cannot have it over another Crime Lord in the same area. Those two would have to work something out if there is anything to work out at all. If there is not another crime lord in the area then he will have what he wants. If there is another crime lord in the area but they are not part of our alliance, then he will have what he wants. If there is a crime lord in the area and they ARE part of our alliance, then they will have to work out something. Is that fair Miss Tower?" He took another sip of his wine and was about to speak again when a shuttle landed too close for comfort. Kirill was Leary about that and although he wanted to take a few steps back and pull and have his droids open up fire, he regained and put on his best stoic face and posture.


When the Wookie came out and looked around he wondered who would have such a strong creature as a henchman and then A'ti came out. He knew her from before her Hutt bosses downfall but only in passing and he knew that she was indeed a worthy adversary and an even better ally. He was a Colonel at the time. She has been unseen for a few years but Kirill knew that she was not defeated and was planning something. Better to be on her good side. Setting down his glass of wine and walking to the center of the rotunda but keeping the table in-between them both he bowed slightly. "Welcome A'ti. So good to see you once more. Please come down and have some food and drink with the rest of us." He unbuttoned his coat and opened it up to show that he was unarmed. More for the Wookies sake than A'ti. He went back to his drink and took a sip. "We were just discussing business. How have you been?"

 

[Matias Tower]

Swirling a small martini glass, she would give a small smile while listening to the options given, along with the specific set of rules. Leaning back, she sipped the rest of the Martini and gave a small nod. "Sounds excellent...I am sure Compeer would be most pleased with those specific set of circumstances. As of this moment, he is finalizing the portions of transportation, he has had a bit of a...falling out so to speak with some of their executives." Letting that small part hang, she would watch as the next started to arrive as she knew the boss was most likely...very busy.

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Far off one one of the stations, there was a loud clunking noise as a human male was forced into one of the larger metal chairs in the room. The stations interior looked to be a mess, blaster fire had coated sections of the hull and bodies laid asunder around them as the two large Defels stood near the rooms entrance. Armed with large blaster rifles, the door would open as it was a bit obscured due to some of the lighting being destroyed as a low voice came through.

"Now, Mister Jaki...I believe we were discussing the terms of buying out a section of those aging transports...group nine of seventeen."

"You aggorant...you done all of this, to buy out two hundred transports? All because you failed a buy, trying to intimidate me into letting you buy them?!"

"No no no, not to buy now...to take. You are going to sign over-" A datapad glowed and illuminated the room as small beady black eyes pierced the low illuminated room of darkness around them. "-all the assets pertaining to what I want...along with the station out near Hutt Space. Negocations...are over, I want-"

"No, I am not signing anything! You kriffing rat!"

Those three words stopped the Compeer in his tracks, looking up for a moment before walking over with the datapad dropping onto the ground and a small yell erupting from the figure, jumping onto the individual with a furred hand wrapping around the humans neck. A small gasping like noise would erupt along with a punch directly into the face numerous times, the datapad finally illuminating in full the Compeer, a Chadra-Fan, as he looked down onto the executive.

"Who are you calling, a kriffing rat?!"

Kirill Bratan A'ti

 

[A'ti]

Kirill Bratan Matias Tower

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A'ti the man a polite smile while the Wookie bodyguard glanced over the open jacket and around his waist for any signs of a holstered weapon, seeing none the Wookie gave A'ti a grunt before walking back towards the entry way to leave the boss to her business. The Twi'lek moved forward and took a seat while looking to Matias briefly then back to Kirill "We have met before?" she spoke in Galactic Basic instead of her regular Huttese "I do not remember you, though I have met a lot of people over the years." she admitted "Business is good. Especially without some warmongering empire throwing it's weight at my precious moon." the way she spoke of Nar Shaddaa was a bit odd, considering that she did not own very much of it. Perhaps a few blocks "Oh, you've brought snacks? I had come to take your measure but if you have free food I'll stick around." A'ti picked up a drink and brought it to her nose then took a drink.

Her attention turned from the host to the other guest "And you are?" A'ti seemed a bit demanding though that could be expected from someone who often got who they wanted, when they wanted, it 'or else'.