Makai Dashiell
Mining Idiot
GEONOSIS
Wearing \ Gear : X | X | X | X | X
Interacting With : Rulonom Laborr | Taeli Raaf
Hands on his hips, Makai took in the dry, dusty red landscape. Blow sands and the kicked up dust were already clinging to his dark suit, coating his dress shoes. By all looks of the area, it was dead and lifeless with just tracks left by heavy machinery. A place no one would think about sinking in a massive heap of credits for mining rights.
Yet here he was. Iced blue eyes searched the ground before stepping a few feet and squatting down, picking up a small shard. It was flipped a few times to examine it, as if the half-Galan couldn’t believe his own eyes.
“A iron-rockite fragment. I guarantee there is at least one large vein out here….you can argue this may have been kicked up from a previous mining operation but we are far away from any open pit mine or mine entrance, so the mathematical chances of this being a fluke…”
He was doing calculations in his head, trying to roughly estimate how much product could be pulled from his potential deal with the Trade Federation. It was impossible to really put a number down without a geological survey. Even if it wasn’t enough, then he would still be rolling in trace elements and potential extraction.Not to mention the position on the Crystal Trade Route.
Makai stood up and dusted off his hands before turning back to the pair who had joined him. He could have been out here alone but it seemed this was a bit of a field trip for everyone. Just as he would be touring any facilities with Miss Raaf, the Trade Federation was having a yard sale and they were the first two that pulled into the driveway, so to speak.
Why they were selling was unclear, and that made him suspicious. Yet there was still too much potential not to take a calculated risk.
“My apologies Miss Raaf. Getting carried away, my wife would kill me right now, having a pregnant woman just stand out here while I look around.I hope you aren’t having half the issues she is….. We can go indoors now, Viceroy, Miss Raaf. I have many questions and a proposal of my own, Viceroy.I hope you will accept it.”