Guns to Mechanics (Meran Mechanics/RMIA Contract)

[Ardgal Raxis]

Ardgal's black and red armor glistened in the florescent lighting of his office as he pulled the paper cup of caf to his lips. The fresh, hot liquid went down his throat with a wonderfully bitter finish. Outside, Pzob's main star was just beginning to show itself on the horizon. Ardgal lowered the polarizing tint on his window and looked outside, savoring the view for a moment.

Under the dawn, his troops and civilian laborers were already hard at work. A military installation like this was not held up without a great deal of spit shine and elbow grease. Besides this Pzob was still, as some would say, between managers. Ardgal turned back to the datapad in his other hand, setting the paper cup of caf down. To get this planet where he wanted, Ardgal still had to work and employ his troops to work. And to do that, he needed money. That's what today was about. Earning money.

The comm on his desk buzzed, making the small paper cup shake slightly. His desk was simple, a basic mammoth wooden desk that was constantly kept in immaculate order. Not a single paperclip was out of place on top of its wooden top.

He thumbed the answer button, "Yes?"

"Your first client is here," Virgil said in a cold, emotionless tone, "They said they are with Myran Mechanics that contacted you before."

"Send them in."

[member="Lyth Meran"]

 

[Lyth Meran]

well at least it wasn't a snow planet. the tiny fairy thought to herself as she flew in to the room.
landing on the desk she removed her helmet and sat on a book.
" shall we just get to business or banter a bit beforehand? " she asked bringing out a tiny data pad and dawning her goggles.
[member="Ardgal Raxis"]

 

[Ardgal Raxis]

Ardgal had been forwarned of his client's needs, and their unique species. That, of course, was not a deterant for him to do business with them, but only as a warning for him to show the proper respects..... And to be careful not to accidentally squish em or something.

"I prefer to go strait to business, but that is just me," Ardgal said with a nod, "I am not the bantering type."

Its true, the cyborg was all business these days, not that he had ever been much else.

"Well, allow me to get the basics out of the way first; the call stated that you were interested in a contract deal to purchase ultraguard turrets in bulk. Were there any other products of ours that you were interested in lumping into this deal?"

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[Lyth Meran]

" Nah not unless you do agricultural equipment. this is for town defense. we have a 50 km plot of land for a village. and mine. thankfully not a big deal but it is for refugees. so i want a high defense. " the Cyborg As-aki admitted.
" Currently and surprisingly payment is not an issue. " she laughed it was weird after a life time of poverty and hard graft to not have cred issues.[member="Ardgal Raxis"]

 

[Ardgal Raxis]

"I can understand that," Ardgal said tapping on his datapad for a moment. "I recently did some rescue and defense of civilians on Mandalore. We should all focus on protecting those who cannot protect themselves."

He took a sip from the paper cup of coffee on his desk. "Good. I prefer it when my clients pay in a timely manner, it cuts down on debt collection services."

Of course those services were usually rather violent. He'd had to do his fair share. Why anyone would want to try and keep their credits from a mercenary company that made tanks, armies and guns was beyond Ardgal.

"Would you prefer direct billing or a more roundabout method?"

[member="Lyth Meran"]

 

[Lyth Meran]

" Depends [member="Ardgal Raxis"] creds or trade? " she offered being serious. a good few clients wanted mining rites to Veto.
" if it's just creds i can have them in the bank now. we both know if the turrets are no show it will be as messy as if we didn't pay. " she admitted.
they both were Mandalorian and both knew how the game played.
this was posturing. mostly for face and show. both could be trusted. but when 2 mando's met they had to out mando each other.

 

[Ardgal Raxis]

True Ardgal was a Mandolorian, but he was also a businessman. And some would say a businessman before a Mandolorian. They wouldn't be completely wrong. He had to earn his bread and butter for those who relied upon him. If he couldn't, then they would go hungry--or worse, go to stealing and raiding again.

"Credits are preferred. I have a few projects in the near future that require funding," he said tapping on his desk. "I won't bore you with the needless details on such things."

This was a business meeting. Not a board meeting, something Ardgal had never attended. Or needed to attend. It was lovely holding 100% of the shares for his own company.

"Now let's discuss delivery. Do you intend to take this yourself or should we use our courier services?"

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[Lyth Meran]

" i got a big ship docked in the port. i can get our droids to load them up. " she said with a smile .
" creds are transferred and my clan gives these as a gift please consider us for any future dealings " she beamed
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[Ardgal Raxis]

"Alright, I'm glad that you have that planned out," Ardgal said with a nod of his head as the small woman said what she had in mind for the Ultraguard turrets. "Thank you for your gift, I appreciate it."

The warrior picked his datapad up and quickly tapped a few numbers in, pulling up an invoice with the few taps, "I still need to know how many Ultraguard Turrets you would like. Our standard discount for bulk purchases is 10%, however if you are planning on buying a large enough amount, I can raise the discount even higher."

The warrior slid the electronic invoice over so she could put the number of turrets in the blanks he desired and give it a final look over.

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