Little Miss [Saffron]

[Fiolette Fortan]

"Ma'am, the ATC Represenative is here." Petrovsky announced.

Fiolette seemed to march down the corridor from her conference room, "have her escorted aboard and take her to the observation deck." She ordered, and her assistant acknowledged it dashing off on the double to carry out his duties. [member="Saffron"] had been invited aboard the Fleetwood, a rather impromptu meeting but one that they had meant to carry out while the Galidraani was still working for the First Order. "Holloway." She called, a finger to the intership comm system. "Get to the observation deck and see to it that our Miss Saffron is catered to properly."

Her finger removed the blonde headed to her personal quarters. A personal assistant droid dubbed Dansen greeted her, he then immediately assisted with getting a new suit on her person. "Have the plans from archive five zero four brought to me, will you?" She asked Dansen who acknowledged and moved to download the plans to a tablet.

"Thank you." A beat, "how do I look?"

"Professional as always, madam."

"Good."

Fiolette ran a hand through her hair and checked herself over a mirror before grabbing the tablet and heading to her personal lift. "Be back soon." She told Dansen with a smile and looked over the information, Arceneau Trade Company had been the first among her contacts to set a contract with but when her relationship with the First Order having disintegrated so quickly. The former grand admiral thought that it must have slipped her mind, and was glad to have made contact with them again.

 

[Saffron]

Saffron was here to meet up with [member="Fiolette Yvarro"] on a prospective business venture. The trip had gone rather smoothly, a quick flight from the nearest system dealing with the recent openings of several Aurum Saacs branch offices.

"Right this way, Ms. Saffron." the attendant would state, gesturing with a sweep of her hand for the young blonde woman to follow.

"Thank you," Saffron replied. She wore a soft blue sari over a silver threaded robe that would flutter with every step that she took. Alongside her was Zee Three One Oh, her personal Protocol droid meant to be her assistant.

She was situated in a small waiting area with a large viewport and comfortable chairs. For now, she would await Ms. Yvarro to arrive.

 

[Fiolette Fortan]

When Fiolette arrived on the observation deck, it didn't take long for her to pick out [member="Saffron"] from the otherwise rather empty lounge setting. "Miss Saffron," she greeted from the door as it hissed behind her. She crossed the bar area with a quick look to Miss Holloway before her hand outstretched to shake Miss Saffron's hand. "Welcome to my mobile office as it were, the Fleetwood. Please, sit, have a drink and relax." The former grand admiral wanted this to go smoothly. Arceneau Trade Company was one of the biggest in the galaxy and it wasn't every day you got to secure a meeting with them. There was a low hum of music, early Coruscanti Jazz if she wasn't mistaken sometime in late 11 ABY. How it survived the plague and 400 years of darkness she didn't know but was glad for its survival.

The protocol droid was also brought along and up to speed. "Petrovsky have Dansen sent down here."

Once Miss Saffron was comfortable, Fiolette got straight to the point, "while it is my pleasure to have you aboard, I'm certain that there is something I can do for ATC." Otherwise why else would the woman be here, Fiolette took a deep breath and exhaled. "What can I do for you?" And what is it that you can do for me, she didn't say.

 

[Saffron]

[member="Fiolette Yvarro"]

"It is a pleasure, Miz Yvarro," Saffron would reply, her voice a silky drawl that would drift across the din. An offer of the hand was met with a welcoming shake, a wide smile curving across the light coral lips of the Companion.

Following Fiolette, the blonde woman made herself comfortable. Crossing right over left, Saffron took a seat. At the inquiry, the woman began with a soft smile. "Well, Miz Arceneau was always one for the direct approach." a quiet chuckle followed.

"Arceneau Trade and its subsidiaries are interested in hiring your services to create a series of space stations if possible?"

 

[Fiolette Fortan]

"More than possible," Fiolette acknowledged.

Dansen's footsteps could be heard as he approached. "Madam?" And then he noticed the other droid and greeted the other protocol droid with an almost happy tone before taking his seat and handing the former grand admiral the tablet. "The plans from archives five oh four madam."

"Thank you," she responded and without a single look at the mechanical creature she took the tablet and began to look through it, "tell me Miss Saffron was there anything, in particular, that was desired?" Balance knew that the grand admiral had been largely responsible for designing a variety of space stations for the First Order. In fact, she still had plenty of designs that never went past the blueprint stages and as she looked through the archives.

[member="Saffron"]

 

[Saffron]

[member="Fiolette Yvarro"]

For a moment, Saffron appeared to be thinking about what were the needs that Arceneau would want to highlight. Finally she spoke, "Our neutrality is what provides Arceneau Trade the ability to conduct their operations. However, we realize in this day and age, that security is paramount."

Settling within her seat, the blonde continued. "We want to ensure that it can appropriately defend itself from any sustained attack. The bulk of our stations have powerful defensive shields to fulfill this task, but would you recommend anything else?"

Along with that, "we also want to mimic the modular compartments done for the Citadel at Telos. If it is possible to compartmentalize so that sections can survive being detached from the station and have unique stabilizers, that would be appreciated."

"We would love to ensure that green energy is used across the station. We are willing to provide the quintessence energy harvester for it's power, unless you have another option?"

 

[Fiolette Fortan]

Fiolette thought about her fusion drives, a new method of faster-than-light travel and wondered if it would be considered green. The thought didn't stay too long, "will have to admit I don't think I've considered 'green' energy what's the breakdown on the quintessence harvester?" Other than, "I will have to take a look at the other things you've mentioned, the Citadel of course and the station shields."

She leaned back in her seat and crossed her legs, setting the tablet down for a moment, "but I aim to please if anything, you'll forgive me, I've spent quite a long time developing Imperial technology so this is all not only refreshing but new." She delighted in learning and seeing how others went about their technologies, "and I can appreciate neutrality and the want to keep your people and products safe." She gave [member="Saffron"] a look over and made a motion to Holloway. The lights came down and a small holoprojector between the two women came on. "I have some files here from an archive I have, let's see if any of the stations here would fit your needs."

"Here is archive file one, archive file two, archive file three, archive file four and here is archive file five"

 

[Saffron]

[member="Fiolette Yvarro"]

"Thank you." Saffron replied with a warm smile, turning towards the holoprojector to review the images. The blonde woman went through the first. A small nod came. It certainly suited the style that was reminiscent of Arceneau Trade. Not that there was a particular aesthetic,but it certainly brought Arceneau Trade to mind.

The second option was alright, the third, now-- Saffron sat up, peering a little bit closer. With her hands, the woman gently spun the hologram left and right. This was good. To ensure that the other two models were up to par, the blonde woman also reviewed the pair.

"Hmm..." thinking about it, she couldn't make a decision between one and three. Well... since Mara Tibx required new fueling ports...

"We'd like to go with number three." saffron began, hazel eyes glancing up, "For Arceneau Trade." a pause, "And option one for Maratibx."

 

[Fiolette Fortan]

Fiolette quietly sat back and let [member="Saffron"] have a look at the archives. She watched with curiosity and waited for the decision, "ah three, and one, good been meaning to do something with them no. What are we looking at with these in particular, and I know the defense is up there for you as well as a green energy cycle as it were. Something clean and good for the overall environment of where these will be in orbit." Of course, two stations meant the project would be larger than anticipated. It was a very good thing that she had an upcoming meeting with Vanir Technology, their resources would help immensely. Going independent was the best thing she'd done for her pocketbook in a long time.

"And my next but very important question, where or rather, which systems do you want these stations deployed at and are we talking mass production, limited or what did Arceneau Trade Company have in mind?"

 

[Saffron]

[member="Fiolette Yvarro"]

"We are would like to spread these across several of our main trade hubs," Saffron began, bringing out a small datachip from her purse. With an expression that asked for permission, the blonde said, "May I?" Extending it out towards Fiolette.

"This is a listing of all of our minor trade, moderate, and larger trade hubs across the entire galaxy," they were talking into well the thousands.

"However, while we would like to place a station in every one, we are aware that key trade ports should have larger accommodations." she highlighted ten areas that were near hyperlane crossroads.

"If possible, we would prefer the mass production of the stations for Mara Tibx with a limited production of an advanced series of stations for Arceneau Trade. Perhaps, if this works well, we can even work with a refueling station of sorts."

 

[Fiolette Fortan]

Fiolette politely took the datachip that had been extended to her from Saffron and plugged it in "of course." Admittedly the former grand admiral didnt' seem to unabashed by the sight, ATC was a large corporation so it stood to reason that they held many trade hubs throughout the galaxy. "Alright, we can manage that." She acknowledged as [member="Saffron"] went along to speak on mass production and limited for an advanced series of stations.

Her focus shifted back to the ten areas highlighted near the hyperlane crossroads. Ideas started to come together and so when Saffron spoke of refueling stations. "Of course, well, everything sounds and looks good, I suppose now all that's left are the signatures."

 

[Saffron]

[member="Fiolette Yvarro"]

"Of course." the blonde replied, offering a cordial smile. This process was always the quickest. When Fiolette Yvarro presented her an official contract on a datapad, Saffron took it in hand. A quick review of the details ensured that everything would be covered. It checked off all the points that Saffron had made earlier and would ensure that the final product for the stations would be exactly what she ordered.

There was the discussion of the timeline, but the blonde wasn't too concerned. Quality took time, and Arceneau Trade was willing to wait for it. With a quick snap, Saffron removed a small stylus. In a graceful script, the Arceneau Trade Representative gave her signature, signing the contract.

"Here you go."

 

[Fiolette Fortan]

Stylus in hand, Fiolette added her signature she read over the information presented she'd have to rearrange a few schedules but figured this would work out well enough. "All set then." Quality did take time but Fiolette also knew that no one wanted to be kept waiting forever. She looked at the check points again before handing the datapad back to @Saffron. Fiolette placed her hands in her lap and gave the woman a smile, she looked forward to being able to produce more than just defensive stations.