It's in your blood

[Viru Lentus]

Viru watched as a bunch of caterers went about setting up the table for his newest guest. This person was someone he had only heard rumors about, but the potential that the man would lend to Viru's clones was something that could not be easily ignored. This man carried the name Vizsla, a name that wouldn't matter to some or some wouldn't recognize. However Viru knew it and knew the man came from a long line of warriors. Warriors that if he got this man's dna he'd be able to tap into following the genetic chains back and producing a new set of clones. Viru had spared no expense in the meal as many delicacies and meats littered the table set up elegantly. There were chairs for any of the man's associates he brought along to the meeting. Though the aroma from all the food assaulted Viru's senses and his stomach rumbled. He had disappeared for awhile while he explored the teachings of a Sith holocron he had acquired. Now that he had returned Viru indulged himself in all the foods he'd not been able to have during his time traveling the Jundland Wastes.

Viru had forgone any type of suit, or formal wear. He wanted to show that he did not think himself higher than the mercenary. Viru was actually very humble when it came to dealing with associates and potential partners. His clothes consisted of a pair of worn pants and a t-shirt. His brownish-red dreads were kept in a ponytail. Waving his hand Viru used the force to activate the com built into the table. "Can you please send in my guest?" Viru asked before crossing his fingers behind his head and looking at the door.

[member="Naast Vizsla"]

 

[Naast Vizsla]

Naast walked through the hallway, trailed by two of his men. They were wearing full armor and carrying scatterguns. Naast was not about to walk into any situation unprepared, especially not one in which he was about to sell his DNA. He was in full armor, blaster pistols strapped to his drop leg thigh holsters. His Fett Kal was strapped to his chest in plain view and he had his shotgun strapped to his back, loaded with armor piercing acidic rounds.

He wasn't expecting a fight, but he was surely prepared for one. Walking to the door of the room, Naast was let in by a couple of men guarding it. He walked into the room and didn't bother to take his helmet off. Holding out a hand which was encased in a shockboxing glove, Naast moved in to shake the man's hand. This was the scientist who promised Naast big money for his DNA.

"Captain Naast Vizsla" He said flatly.

Naast looked around the room, then told his men via a private com channel to take a couple steps back to show they weren't going to cause any trouble. They did so in unison, displaying their military style training.

Naast waited for his host to make the first move

[member="Viru Lentus"]

 

[Viru Lentus]

Raising an eyebrow Viru looked at the walking armory. Some would've probably felt threatened by such a show, but Viru felt perfectly content. This man was a mandalorian, and a soldier. He'd have honor, plus not to mention the Grancha mutants that Viru had at his disposal if he needed them. Standing and taking the soldiers grasp in his own Viru showed no fear his violet eyes meeting that T-shaped visor. It was like looking into a deep abyss. Due to his lack of sense skills in the force Viru wasn't good at being able to sense out what Naast truly was. "Viru Lentus, You can call me Viru though." Viru said motioning to one of the seats with his his right hand. "Please take a seat, I'm sure that armor can't be light." With a swift thought Viru used the force to move out a chair across the table for Naast.

Moving to his own chair Viru crossed one leg over the other his hands resting on his knees. "Now Naast, you know why I called you here. You are a great warrior, a great soldier, and I could go on listing your feats. However we are both aware of what you can do. Hence why I want you. I want you to be one of the templates for a clone army I am creating." Viru said leaning forward. "A army with your training, in your image, one that will be feared by those that come across it. Plus I will supply with your own regiment of them." Viru assured the soldier.

[member="Naast Vizsla"]

 

[Naast Vizsla]

Naast walked forward, taking a seat in the chair. He noticed that his host had moved it using the force, which caused him to instantly raise his guard a bit. He didn't particularly like force users, but not all were the same. He would give this one some slack, since he wasn't a part of any large force user faction as far as Naast knew.

As he sat, he removed his helmet. This was a sign of respect. He made a hand motion, causing his men to take a few more steps back. At this point, they were standing on either side of the door.

Naast placed his helmet on the table with a thud, the Mandalorian Steel wasn't exactly light. He proceeded to grab what looked like some kind of animal's leg from the table which was littered with food. He took a large bite out of it, chewing as he listened to Viru.

"A clone army for who, and what purpose?" Naast said, pointing the drumstick at Viru.

[member="Viru Lentus"]

 

[Viru Lentus]

[member="Naast Vizsla"]

"Quite impressive." Viru said watching as the soldiers that accompanied Naast moved to line the walls. Being honest he'd never seen such well behaved soldiers that followed instructions with the wave of a hand. At least not ones that had their own free will. Which is what made the feat just that much more impressive. He had picked the right person. Naast knew how to control others and his men knew how to obey him. He even had honor as he removed his helmet allowing Viru to drink in his features. Suffice to say Naast did not look how Viru expected he would, but that mattered little. "Will your men not be joining us?" Viru asked looking at the soldiers as they looked on at them.

"Aw yes back to the cloning business... Well you see I do not plan on making them for one specific group of people. If the Republic wants clones they'll have to pay just as much as any other political faction. I do not carry allegiances and I prefer to sit on the side and profit off the wars that the political factions rage. It just serves to line my pockets. Which if you agree will line yours as well. You will become an incredibly wealthy man." Viru said watching Naast. Viru pulled a plate to him and placed one of the nerf steaks on it where he began cutting into the meat. It was so tender and juicy that the juice from the steak pooled beneath it.

 

[Naast Vizsla]

"No, they won't." Naast said flatly. His men were there for one reason and one reason only, protection. They didn't need to be distracted by anything else and he refused to let them.

Setting the half chewed drumstick on the table, Naast wiped his hands off. Then he leaned forward, resting his face in his palms for a moment, thinking the deal over. If he went through with this, he would be giving his DNA to some force user who he didn't really know very well. This person would then make clones of Naast to sell to factions and private buyers, who would then also have his DNA. There was only one thing left he needed to know at this point.

"How wealthy?"

[member="Viru Lentus"]

 

[Viru Lentus]

Raising his eyebrow at the man's statement Viru glanced around at the gathered guard detail. Not even a peep out of them, this man indeed demanded loyalty and respect out of his troops. Something that Viru could see and respected greatly. Plopping a piece of the nerf steak into his mouth Viru chewed it as he mulled over the mandalorian's words. He could offer the man loads of money, but starting out to low could appall or offend the warrior, and starting out to high would leave him suspicious. Swallowing after deliberation Viru had settled on a price. "So what we're talking about is 50 thousand credits up front." Viru said and for emphasis he reached beneath the table and pulled up the suitcase filled with credits. Using the force Viru would lift the case and let it float to Naast.

"On top of that fifty thousand you will get 15 percent commission off however many of your clones I sell. It seems like a win-win situation from my perspective. If I go under you got your credits up front, and if I succeed you aim to profit from it."

[member="Naast Vizsla"]