Jorus Merrill
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ZONJU V
Zonju’s capital had a distinct visual character: archaic brown stone, canyon walls, the occasional obelisk, sun, heat, and windblown sand. Also lots of swoop bikes. Jorus dodged two and slipped into the shade of a government building.
They'd be meeting under a portrait of Zonju's cyborg king, at a stone conference table. A small holoprojector in front of each chair could interface with standard datacards or datapads for presentation purposes. The room came liberally supplied with ice water, a bit of a luxury. Jorus filled a glass and took a seat. He wasn't the first here - that went to His Majesty's silver protocol droid, representing the local crown.
“Gorram, would you look at that.”
That was Shenna'vala, his deputy chief engineer. The tiger-striped Twi'lek mechanic procured two glasses for herself and took a nearby chair.
“Hot out or something?”
She slugged half a glass and grimaced. “Ahh. Yeah, we had to close the bay doors. Bit of a grit storm blew in during some finicky work.”
“The royal speeder rewire? Yeah, that'll do it. Good call, sorry it sucked.” Jorus held the glass to his temple. “And sorry I couldn't be there. Prep brief. I haven't done formal procurement since you were in high school.”
“Never really went.”
“No kidding? Me neither.” He set the glass aside and called up the agenda and guest list on the holoprojector. “Okay, looks like we had some last-minute changes. We've got a [member="Kalla Caranthyr"] - why does that name sound familiar?”
Shenna mimed an explosion. “Dagobah.”
“Oh yeah? Good for her. Uh, an [member="Anaara Clandestine"] from one of the Sasori branches. And [member="Natalie LaForte"] from the Intergalactic Monetary Fund. There's a couple of may-attends but those are the big ones. [member="Fiolette Yvarro"] and someone from Kiribi [[member="Jyoti Nooran"] if interested] might drop by too. They've all gotten a full briefing package on what the Coalition needs. Folks should be here any minute.”
The Zonju sun had shifted. Jorus got up for just long enough to draw the blinds and refill his glass.
ZONJU V
Zonju’s capital had a distinct visual character: archaic brown stone, canyon walls, the occasional obelisk, sun, heat, and windblown sand. Also lots of swoop bikes. Jorus dodged two and slipped into the shade of a government building.
They'd be meeting under a portrait of Zonju's cyborg king, at a stone conference table. A small holoprojector in front of each chair could interface with standard datacards or datapads for presentation purposes. The room came liberally supplied with ice water, a bit of a luxury. Jorus filled a glass and took a seat. He wasn't the first here - that went to His Majesty's silver protocol droid, representing the local crown.
“Gorram, would you look at that.”
That was Shenna'vala, his deputy chief engineer. The tiger-striped Twi'lek mechanic procured two glasses for herself and took a nearby chair.
“Hot out or something?”
She slugged half a glass and grimaced. “Ahh. Yeah, we had to close the bay doors. Bit of a grit storm blew in during some finicky work.”
“The royal speeder rewire? Yeah, that'll do it. Good call, sorry it sucked.” Jorus held the glass to his temple. “And sorry I couldn't be there. Prep brief. I haven't done formal procurement since you were in high school.”
“Never really went.”
“No kidding? Me neither.” He set the glass aside and called up the agenda and guest list on the holoprojector. “Okay, looks like we had some last-minute changes. We've got a [member="Kalla Caranthyr"] - why does that name sound familiar?”
Shenna mimed an explosion. “Dagobah.”
“Oh yeah? Good for her. Uh, an [member="Anaara Clandestine"] from one of the Sasori branches. And [member="Natalie LaForte"] from the Intergalactic Monetary Fund. There's a couple of may-attends but those are the big ones. [member="Fiolette Yvarro"] and someone from Kiribi [[member="Jyoti Nooran"] if interested] might drop by too. They've all gotten a full briefing package on what the Coalition needs. Folks should be here any minute.”
The Zonju sun had shifted. Jorus got up for just long enough to draw the blinds and refill his glass.