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Every Company Needs A Secretary | Pathway To MandalCorp I

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
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Board of Directors Meeting Room.
MandalArms HeadQuarters.
Orbiting Mandalore Space.

Typically the very formal room would be silent throughout the many days that it remained empty, however for the past several hourse the sounds of various instrumental musics were emitting from the room at an incredibly loud volume, and none of the uppper-management seemed to really pay it no mind. It was as if the clearly odd occurance was being utterly ignored by the veteran staff members within the upper sectors of the headquarters, that was until a newly promoted head of security, Antonne, believed it was his time to shine and barged through the door, not even getting through his entire sentence before stopping short at what he saw, the Chief Operating Officer of MandalArms standing dancing on the board table. Wordlessly, and swiftly, the head security officer retreated out of the building and was met with an onslaught of dagger-like gazes until he was completely out of sight.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Raiz turned the music off as he heard the communications beep ring through out, the sound always annoyed him as it had the sort of sharp feeling that no matter how loud his music was, he would always hear it, and he had indeed tried to have his music blasting in his ears simply to ignore it at times. After tapping the board rooms communication pad thrice, multiple messages popped up and the young Mandalorian began to read them, text based messages in the board room was something the COO requested personally and yet, he could never read whilst listening to his music as the music tended to always grab his attention as the primary importance. Muttering something to himself as he read a report on the port section, multiple new individuals boarding the HQ, and as he scrolled to the final message a large smile came across his face.

"Ah, she is here. Time to finally meet this Cassiopeia lady whom has been inducted into the clan, my clan, clan Australis."

Tapping the device a couple more times to close out of the messages, he then walked towards the doors, and made his way towards the specific landing bay in which the woman landed.

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"] [member="Kaine Australis"]
 
Cassiopeia was a little nervous, but not nearly as nervous as she usually was. She stared at the landing pad that had already opened for her. After all, she had met Raiz once before. It was brief, fun, but they hadn't seriously met. This was the chance to change that - although, she was a bit curious if he even remembered who she was. It had been a few months since that day - her adoption into the clan, into her new family and home.

Cassiopeia had decided to take her personal ship up to the space station of MandalArms HQ. She hadn't been using her little ship nearly enough after she took on the job of teaching Kaine's kids. Or getting involved in the Mandalorian Empire affairs, like skirmishes and negotiations. She needed to make sure she kept it used so it wouldn't fall apart - plus, it still basically had all of her belongings inside. A large part of her felt like her life before being apart of Australis was so long ago, a distant dream. And nightmare, after all.

She had decided to make sure she was dressed in formal attire for her visit to the HeadQuarters - she couldn't go in looking like a rag or anything, after all. She wore a light pink dress that was overlay with a lacy black dress. If they had met somewhere else, she might have worn more comfortable and casual attire.

She took a deep breath and walked off the landing pad into the port area, where various people were doing their jobs. She knew Raiz would be notified of her arrival but she was unclear exactly where to meet him at. Most likely he would come and escort her to their meeting place. Presumably, anyways.

"Hey! Who are you?" A relatively large man came running up to her. He looked like a security officer of some sort, which made her perk a brow. Why was a security officer coming after her? She had been authorized to land already, although there seemed to be some suspicions since she was in her personal vessel. "What are you doing here? I don't see you have permission with this vessel to come aboard. I'm Antonne, Head of Security."

Cassiopeia nearly groaned but nodded, "Cassiopeia. I'm part of Clan Australis. Kaine is my buir. I'm here to meet with Raiz."

Antonne didn't seem to agree with her, though, and began to pull out cuffs. "Yeah, everyone here is apart of Clan Australis and know Raiz & Kaine. Plus, you come in here with that rinky dink vessel? I'm pretty sure they would have gotten you a better ship then that." He began to reach to cuff her, "Don't make this harder than it needs to me."

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
"Antonne, I need you for something else, but keep those cuffs around- Incase the lady sticks about."

The firm yet jovial voice came from a rather bemused Raize, he was walking towards the pair with a wide grin, and wore his battlescarred armour bar his helmet, which hung lazily attatched to the side of his hip. The man was a rather towering individual and it was clear, inspite of his armour covering most of his body, that he was a built individual. The young Mandalorian's face was also well defined with a firm square jaw, however there were faint scars masking around his gentle blue-gray eyes, which seemed to gaze intently on whereever they were fixed in a mixture of amusment, contentment, and intense studying. As the man marched towards the two it would be easily noted that his helmet emitted gentle sounds of music, which would indicate he only just recently took the thing off but either forgot to disable the music or simply didn't.

"Sir, the wom-"

"Raiz. We are clansmen, it is Raiz."

"Raiz, sir. This woma-"

"I don't care who this woman is right now. Though, if you do cuff her, send her to my personal office while I go and try to find Cassiopeia."

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
Cassiopeia mouth dropped in response to the officer. "You're joking?" She said incredulously. She couldn't believe this guy really missed all of this. "Karking hell," she muttered as she prepared to get cuffed. She was pissed at this point - she really couldn't believe that somehow she had managed to land with authorization yet this guy thought she didn't? Maybe he was new, maybe he was just a jerk. Whatever.

It was just a few seconds later, right before Antonne began to cuff her, that Raiz showed up. Right on time! Hopefully, he'd get her out of this situation. Although, she blushed at his joke. He was a handsome guy, of course, but she wasn't exactly prepared for a handcuff joke right off the bat.

She sighed a little as she waited for the men to exchange. He clearly didn't recognize her right away - send her into a personal office while handcuffed while he had to find Cassiopeia.

Her cheeks flushed even more. She cleared her throat, "Well, I prefer when the other is cuffed." She winked. "Also, you're looking at her," she added after a few seconds more seriously. She remembered him well enough, but maybe Cassiopeia just didn't have that big of an impression on people. No big deal.

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
The young Mandalorian would look over the lady's figure, his intense gaze would scan over the individual with curiousity and interest, over what exactly it isn't entirely notable. His lips begin to curl into a wry smile, a chuckle escaping his lips before turning and begining to walk back the way he came, stopping meters away before clicking his fingers as if a thought escaped him. Raiz turned and looked towards both his Antonne, the head of security, and Cassiopeia, the valued guest of honour. However it was clear that the COO of the MandalArms company stared blankly at the pair as if expecting something, and when it didn't ultimately get met to his expectations, let out a heavy sigh before motioning for them to walk up to him.

"Both of us, Raiz sir?"

"Yes, meatshields are never undervalued around here."

Raiz said this in a strange tone, it was made in a jovial jesting sort of tone but there was a linguiring tone which hinted towards it being said in truth. The young Mandalorian turned once more and began off, returning his helmet back upon his head to return to the solitude of his music within the helm, and slowly led the pair through the HeadQuarters. Chatting whilst walking didn't seem to be his thing, though he didn't mind every now and then hearing Antonne and Cassiopeia conversing idly, however once the trio made it to upper-management the conversation would of ended. Something about the area seemed to demand silence, despite the music emitting from the COO's helmet, which by this point has been returned to it's hip strap.

"Come, lets sit in my office."

As it is stated, the doors to his office opens and within was a very beautiful and luxorious office. A rather large, fully stocked bar was on one side, with a couple lounges, a hall which led towards the desk and chair which seemed to host the meetings, and another hall which lead towards a dimly lit bedroom of sorts, it was clearly messy and clothes littered the hall towards the bed, not all of which was fitted for the large Mandalorian man. Raiz walked behind the bar and begun to pour himself some rather strong whiskey which the aroma itself stung on the nose.

"Please, relax, but not you Antonne, stay on duty. Drinks? Yes, Antonne you may have a singular drink."

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
Cassiopeia perked a brow as he basically eyed her down. He didn't try to hide it - he didn't even care that Antonne was just staring at him nervously from the whole encounter. She put her hands on her hips as he laughed. She wasn't exactly sure what was funny, but she did crack a grin. He had an infectious laugh. A infectious personality in general, honestly.

Cassiopeia wasn't about to move until the officer next to her decided to put his cuffs away, which he hadn't done yet. But Raiz had begun walking away, stopped, and looked back to them. Cassiopeia had a amused expression on her while Antonne was clearly becoming a nervous wreck by the moment. Cassiopeia chuckled quietly at the meatshields semi-joke. Despite the truth behind it, it was Antonne's job to ensure the protection of Raiz, Cassiopeia and other 'civilians' on the vessel. That was his job & what he signed up for. He put away the cuffs and began following behind Raiz with Cassiopeia following them both.

Cassiopeia was a bit surprised he just put his helmet back on, but decided to make conversation with Antonne. It was typical chatter - how long had he been here, what did he do. He responded by asking her what she did, how she came to know the Australis's and so forth. Idle chit chat, after all. All became quiet as they reached the upper-management, though. It seemed like an intense area.

Cassiopeia entered the room and nodded, impressed. It was a nice office, she had to give him that. Being the COO afforded lots of privileges and such, after all. With a grin, she walked into the middle of the lounge room as he walked over to pour something to drink. She mentally joked about finding escape routes due to his jokes about the cuffs. In either case, she noticed the desk and chair and then.. The bedroom? Why would he have a bedroom in his office? Cassiopeia's confused expression quickly disappeared at the site of some ungodly items in the bedroom. Made sense, after all.

Cassiopeia nodded and began to walk over to the bar, "I'll take a shot of tequila, if you don't mind." She sat down on one of the stools in front of the bar, crossing her legs. She chuckled a little over the 'singular drink' comment.

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
Raiz had just finished pouring himself a tankard of rather expensive smelling whiskey, then begins to fill another as Antonne takes the tankard to then sip at it and sit upon a nearby stool. The young Mandalorian, still within battlescarred armour, stared towards Cassiopeia with a trained gaze as he poured and remained silent, it would not be intentionally intimidating but the man being a rather large one and couldn't help being an intimidating person to those not accustomed to his people's ways. Once his tankard was filled and the bottle of whiskey had run dry, does the COO pick up a bottle of tequila and proceeds to pour it into a very fancy shot glass, then pushes both bottle and glass towards the lady.

"Have as many shots as you wish while we speak, Cassiopeia." his tone was calm. "May I call you Cass?"

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
Cassiopeia sat comfortably on the stool as she waited for Raiz to pour his own drink, Antonnes, and her shot.

She was glad that her life had taught her to have a relatively good poker face - she simply stared back at Raiz while he stared her. Internally, though, it was fairly intimidating. She wasn't sure why he was analyzing her so. It made her feel slightly awkward, but she knew the large Mandalorian had that kind of way about him.

She pulls the shot glass & the bottle in front of her with a smile. "Cheers?" She put her shot glass up to toast. Afterwards, she gulped it down, licking her lips afterwards with a content sigh. She was glad she had the ability to pull off drinking - not that useful of a talent, but sometimes it could impress people.

She nodded, "Thank you. Yeah, you can call me Cass." She smiled and leaned against the table. "How have you been since we last saw each other?"

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
"Ah- So it was you who I saw at the Clan house, right... It all makes sense now."

The young Mandalorian states before picking up his tankard and downing a good portion of the strong stinking whiskey before slamming it on the table, and lets out a heavy sigh. Raiz would begin unclipping his armour, placing it upon a nearby stand which was built exactly for the purpose of holding his armour. The man slowly removed the pieces of armour, underneath was simply a tank top with many stains and rips, and a pair of loose fitting pantings with more oil stains than the flooring of a vehicle depot. After clearing his throat, he gave out a gentle sigh, the only thing gentle about the individual.

"Kaine speaks highly of you Cass, been teaching my siblings quite a lot. Must be have the mind of a learned woman, educated and all that, I've an interesting offer that you may like to take up, but I need to know if you are able to follow orders and tasks to the letter."

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
She nodded, pouring herself another shot of tequila. She felt like she needed at this point. "Yeah, that was me," she exclaimed a little enthusiastically.

She took a deep breath and took another shot as she watched Raiz begin to strip off his armor. She hadn't really expected him to get all that comfortable, but it made sense. She perked a brow at how dirty he was, though. When was the last time he washed his clothes. She used her arm to support herself as she leaned against the bar. "Ever heard of going clothes shopping," she teased. She was joking of course, and hopefully he'd take it as such. She had a twinkle in her eye.

She smiled at his flattery. She hoped so - she was doing her best teaching the kiddos. They had become family to her, as Kaine had. She did go to university on her home planet of Chroma Zed, after all. All true things that he said. "They are amazing kids," she confirmed. "I graduated on Chroma Zed with my teaching degree," she confirmed secondly.

She perked a brow at the second part. A proposition? She wondered what type of proposition he exactly as about to offer her. Maybe it was time for a third shot...

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
"What are your thoughts of MandalArms? It's catalogue is ever growing, it's employees are the best that honour can provide, and we do not discriminate upon who can buy our wears... To a point."

The young Mandalorian looked towards the lady with keen eyes, clearly interested in her opinion before going to join her on the other side after obtaining another bottle of whiskey, casually Raiz would begin to nurse at the bottle as he sat and awaited an answer. Despite the way he acted, the chief operating officer to the MandalArms company was a kind-hearted individual, or atleast that is what he wished to give off in a vibe. Though it was also clear that if the security guard was not present that there were perhaps other questions that would be posed between the pair.

"Sir, am I required to stay?"

"Only if you wish, though if you hear shouting, pretend it's music."

The head of security let out a dull sigh before he left, putting the tankard down as he did so. Raiz couldn't help but laugh as they left before focussing back on Cassiopeia.

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
She shifted slightly on the booth, readjusting and getting comfortable once more. She thought over his question before responding, her eyes meeting his for a moment. He seemed like a nice enough guy, after all. Even though, he was a bit weird when it came to social situations. But, really, was she that much better? He seemed a little oblivious, in a way, and she was usually nervous.

She mentally brushed it off as she answered, "MandalArms is an amazing company - it's growing fast, it's products are top notch." She grinned and gave him a wink, "It's COO and CEO are pretty smart, hard working guys, too." She cleared her throat, becoming more serious. "It's going to be the future of the Mandalorian Empire, that I can guarantee."

She perked a brow as the security guard asked a question and then she shot a playful glare towards Raiz, her cheeks blushing for a moment. She wasn't about to let her clothes join all the other lady garms that littered his bedroom.

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
"Yes, we are going to be plastered upon history itself."

The young Mandalorian clearly had an air of ego to him, as well as the fact laid that he was quite ambitious with such a statement. Raiz cleared his throat and looked upon Cassiopeia with a more serious gaze as he had done before, the silence would hit the room somewhat hard before he slugged back the bottle of whiskey to drain it some more. Letting out a sigh, the man allowed his blue-gray gaze to sit upon the woman a moment before smiling a little, the smile was one he didn't give her before and it seemed to be much more personal than that of a boss, slowly however he begins to speak in a solemn tone.

"You won't feel awkward teaching students about this in history lessons, no? Especially when it is going to mention your name within it."

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
She smiled and nodded her agreement, "I agree completely. What are you thoughts on getting it into the history books, though?" He seemed like a well thought out guy, so she asked an obvious question - how? She hoped so, though - the company had been growing fast and well. It had new stuff coming out what seemed like every week.

She knew Raiz was an ambitious person - so was Kaine, after all. The CEO and COO, the father-son duo, knew what they were doing and knew what they wanted to do. She smiled, her cheeks a rosy color as the liquor finally began to hit her. It wasn't too much, but she could feel the buzz. As such, she made herself another shot and gulped it down when he drank his whiskey.

She gave a smirk towards him as he looked at her, seemingly deep in thought and eventually, with a small smile. It made her nervous - it didn't feel like a formal smile. It felt personal, intense.

She perked a brow, "Nope, I wo-- Why do you believe my name will be written in it?" She had to ask, she wasn't entirely sure why her name would be in it. Because she was apart of his clan? Apart of his family?

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

Raiz

Self-Imposed Exiled
Raiz tapped his fingers along the bartop a moment before nodding a couple times before hopping up and walks around the top, it would seem that he was searching through the cupboards and pulls out a golden shot glass, sliding it across and motioning towards it and the tequilla bottle. The young Mandalorian picks up his whiskey bottle and downs it completely, before chucking it at a nearby bin-droid which consumes it with a large radiating heat within itself. He would walk around, the entire time looking at the woman, the gaze being a strange look as he seemed to have interest within the woman, but whether it was business orientated, family orientated, or perhaps more personal, cannot be read.

"My father trusts you, so you have my trust, and our company needs to grow more, and to do so it needs the best of the best at the head. Kaine as Chief Executive Officer, yours truly, Raiz as Chief Operating Officer, and the beautiful Cassiopeia as the Secretary within the Board of Directors. All working for the MandalArms future."

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[member="Cassiopeia Caranthyr"]
 
Cassiopeia watched with intrigue as Raiz stood up & began to search the cabinets. It was only a few seconds later that he produced a golden shot glass & slid it towards the tequila bottle. She stopped the shot glass from going onto the floor. She poured him a shot and herself another one.

Cassi couldn't but perk a brow as the man walked around her, eyeing her. The attention made her a little nervous, her cheeks blushing ever slightly. He was an intimidating guy.

She listened to him carefully as he answered her question. It was, essentially, a job offer. She nodded a little, a serious and solemn face showing as she thought about what he was offering. Secretary within the Board of Directors. What exactly would her role be? "I mean..." She started, a little flabbergasted at the offer. She was surprised Kaine or him trusted her enough to be literally on the board of directors, "I mean, I am so honored. I'd love too." She'd say, clearly a little shocked, still processing the offer.

Wait, did he call her beautiful? She gave him a smirk, her cheeks flushing. She moved his shot towards him.

[member="Raiz Australis"]
 

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