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Quiet Beginnings

Lucerne Labs Shipyards, in orbit via Gyndine

Gir Quee found himself relaxing in the executive suite of the yards. While he often holo-conferenced for most of his business dealings, he found that some things were best done in person. He found that when he dealt with other people in person, people were more honest and personable; not just a faceless screenname some thousands of light years away. His “suite”, which he rarely occupied, had transparisteel panes for a ceiling, and several spacious windows which permitted a panoramic view of the world below and the space around him. Several of the company’s own purpose built interceptors flashed over the ceiling, continuing on their rounds across the shipyard. Gir’s blue eyes turned down to eye the vast black ocean before him, with its little lights for stars only obscured by the occasional planetary body, and more often than that, a nearby starship. Gir began to eye some of the orbital traffic, curious as to what sort of ship the delegation would be arriving on.

“Gir, are you okay?”

The blonde-haired man turned to face his adopted brother, the Mon Calamari engineer named Salmakk.

“I’m fine Salmakk,” mustered Gir, “just curious. Sometimes I wonder if Matthew Lucerne was alive today, if he would wonder about the course we’ve taken his company. I can’t help but wonder if he would have supported the Rebel Alliance and the GLC from the start.”

“The Republic holds many of the same ideals,” mused Salmakk, “I think Mr. Lucerne would be content with the Republic, though I’m sure his heart would be for the Alliance or the GLC, if he followed only his heart.”
Gir shook his head, “He was an engineer though…”

“Exactly,” stated Salmakk with a wry grin, “he would have done the same as us, and supported all three and then some. The man had a big heart for just causes, but a practical in his methods.”

“Well, all we can do is wait then,” said Gir, glancing at his wrist-chrono, “they should be arriving soon.”

[member="Regor Laxvan"]
 
Regore arived at the station in a simpel transport ship, he exited the ship acompenied by 2 heralds, Cerdok and Cena , he enterd the building not shure of wat to expect, he wasn't used to businesses men.
He walked up to the office of [member="Gir Quee"] wiating to be let in, stil in ful armor.
 
Gir watched as the doors swung open to reveal a heavily armored [member="Regor Laxvan"] along with a trandoshan, a twi'lekk, and what to Gir's eyes appeared to be a pair of heavily armed soldiers. As soon as the GLC delegation entered the room, the doors swung shut, and Salmakk promptly moved to lock them. Gir warily eyed the group before clearing his throat..

"Welcome to the shipyards of Lucerne Labs," stated Gir, extending a hand forward to Laxvan, "I am Gir Quee, the chief executive of this company. I understand that you're looking for someone to produce a starship for the Galactic Liberation Front."
 
Regore shook tha and of [member="Gir Quee"] "thad is thruew, we looking fore somwan to produce are fichters"
Cerdok eye the man standing infrond of them, regore noddet to him as a sing to keep calm, regore removed his helmet and caried it under his arm.
 
Gir breathed a little sigh of relief as the helmet came off, allowing Gir to see a bit more of Regor's face. The removal of one more barrier from between the two of them made him a little bit more comfortable. Gir tapped a button on his comlink, activating the room's holo-projector to display a blue tinged model of the shipyards. The man from Hast cleared his throat.

"We build both capital ships and starfighters at this facility," said Gir, gesturing at the model, "the lower, more open scaffolding you see here is primarily for our larger vessels, while the boxy area up here are the factories that make both the starfighters and many of the parts for our capital starships. Because we cannot publically reveal that we are building starships for the GLC, the fighters will be built in the factory and transferred directly below through large hatches onto freighters undergoing repair and maintenance in the scaffolding below. At no point in time will anyone outside of the station be able to see a Harpy. In fact, nearly all of the workers building them in that bay will be droids, with the exception of a few dedicated overseers vetted by myself and Salmakk. The freighter crews will be left in the dark about their cargo, simply seeing the crates or container that each starfighter will be packaged in, before dropping them off. Does the means of production seem acceptable to you? Where should the fighters be delivered?"

[member="Regor Laxvan"]
 
Regore noddet "this seems more than sufficient to keep are enemy's in the dark, you should deliver them to Sanctuary" he nodet to Cena sje handet [member="Gir Quee"] a dataslid whit the coordinate's of the G.L.C's main world.
 
Gir nodded as he took the device and held it carefully in his hand; it certainly was something he did not want to fall in the wrong hands, nor did he want to actually know the coordinates. That way, if he was questioned, he could truthfully tell people that he did not know where the GLC was based.

"Did you have any other questions? Or are you ready to sign the contract?"

[member="Regor Laxvan"]
 
Gir took the datapad back from [member="Regor Laxvan"] and set it gently on the desk.

"First delivery will probably take a little over two weeks before shipping out," said Gir quietly, "we have some of the tooling ready, and some of what we use on our other lines can be adapted for the starfighter, but some of the dies and machining will need to be specifically for the Harpy for quality control reasons. But rest assured, we will get the GLC fighters as quickly as we can."
 

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