Rising the Ranks

[Jaster Awaud]

Jaster was off to the lower levels of the center all building of the Conglomerate Trade Plaza where he was to meet one of the new Mercs he had hired. Use rally such things were left to the operators and Execution Squad members, but word from the other teams was that this one was a little off the handlebars. Jaster decided to take this into his own hands and deal with it himself.

Criminals, rouge soldier, and even geneticly augmented creatures, Jaster didn't discriminate. The Exsecurtion Squad was a whole division of finance where Jaster pored money into discreet operations. Planets, nations and other odd balls Jaster and his allies weren't suppose to be. That meant he couldn't get the resources, or kill without permission, and Jaster didn't like being told what to do.

In the lower levels of the building was where the Conglomerate Security Force was bunked. Under that was where the black operation headquarters were located. There was where Mercs were payed and compensated for their work, in worse cases, they were killed. He took the elevator down to the mess hall where other Mercs were having a meal with the man Jaster was to meet, a Mr. [member="Riley Jinn"].

 

[Toast]

"The food here is amazing, I can get used to this."

Riley was accepted into his new home by a mister [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]. He hasn't met him yet, but very shortly he would, he dressed for the occasion, wearing a suit, usually he wouldn't bother due to the fact he hated wearing shirts.
He looked around the mess hall and noticed a fair few Mercs around, he smiled, hoping to befriend some of them in the near future.

As he ate whatever food was provided for him, the voices in his head started to kick in.
'Why are we joining these people, they don't care about us!
'We need allies for the future, people to rely on.'
'I hate this!'

As Riley looked up from his food, he saw the elevator doors open and saw a figure, it was [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster was in his perfired Flak Jacket and admiralty hat, he only expected to see a Merc in full armor, as many of the others he meet perfired that. Jaster was an ex-Admiral, protecting medical supies from pirates and criminals, sometimes even fighting large armadas. He was a Merc in his previous life, that was why he respected these people, they were true to them self, not a nation. He knew the days when he jumped from job to job to supply his cravings for better weapons and alcohol. No with trillions of credits at his fingur tips, neither were too difficult to get, and Jaster always payed his debts.

He reached the bottom of the final fall in the elevator and saw the few Mercs that returned from a previous job in Sullust. His Chairwomen waisted a lot of resources for that incursion, he was now in recovery mode, hoping to secure a new lane of revenue to pay his Mercs.

He believed in a professional army, but men with exspeiance could be an army of one, or two. Even bounty hunters had their perks. Today however he was to meet a specialist in his field, and show him around the new job area. When he looked around the mess hall, he noticed the man in a suit first, this made him double think. A Merc in a suit, must be a comedy show he missed and he almost cracked a smile.

He walked up to the man, "Hello sir, soul you be a Mr. Jinn, recently hired by the Trade Conglomerate?

 

[Toast]

Riley smiled at the fellow as he walked towards him, instantly Riley had a gut feeling that this guy isn't one to mess with, he assumed that this guy was a very powerful man. Riley felt slightly embarrassed wearing a suit, he wasn't used to meeting people formally, truthfully this was his first time, he had a strong urge to rip his shirt and jacket off.
'Remember keep civilised'
'Remind me why we're doing this again?'
'We're doing this because we need friends for any future conflicts we get into in the future, helping these people will helpfully get us a reputation in the galaxy and we shall be one not to mess with by taking bounties and missions and completing them'

As [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] stepped in front of him, he stood, he held out his hand.
"Please, just call me Riley, and yes, I am one of your newest members. Riley smiled, showing his crooked teeth, "I'm glad to be here, sir."

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster looked at the man, he seemed capable as most, maybe even Cell Agent capable. That of course was getting ahead of himself, Jaster had a habit of that, and he proceeded to greet the man. "It's a pleasure to meet you Riley, we are always in need of new operators to join the fight, though I'm sure you'd like to know much about the Conglomerate and your new Employeer, I'm Viceroy Jaster Awaud, CEO of Umbrella Interest and Viceroy of the Trade Conglomerate, and your currently standing in the Execution Squad Meeting Hall, you like many of our other operators are black ops trained, and get payed top cred when you finish your job, for rookies like yourself, we give you most of your starter equipment, ships and weapons of the like, that will of course be taken out of your payment slowly over time and not all at once, we are a company after all."

Jaster gestured the man to follow him, "You are a professional, you do your job, you get your money and whatever your reward will be, now of course that doesn't mean you work for us, your not an employee, and we push you along to get other work outside of what we offer, that way if your noticed, you can't be traced back to the Conglomerate, sound good?"

 

[Toast]

"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Sir Viceroy Jaster. I look forward to helping to my fullest abilities, but I must warn you, I'm a little different from most people, I... I hear voices, whenever my mood changes, they help me think, feel, kill. I will help in anyway I can, this is my intention, though having armour and a ship wouldn't go a miss.

Riley turned his head in a thirty degree angle as [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] offered Riley to follow him, he listened intensely as he spoke, Riley nodded at some point but sadly lost track as his voices kicked it.
'You could attack him now!'
'Don't you dare!'

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster looked at the man as he stopped to hear him speak of the thoughts he had, it was an interesting concept, and something he would think on. The man seemed insane, but everyone had their ups and downs, he didn't judge, just as long as he got to job done.

"Well our armor situation is slightly slow, best we can offer you is, our Security Armor, it's durable and well made, but nothing compared to the Mandalorian Armor, then again nothing really stands up to that stuff."

Jaster stopped by a hole in the wall and placed a datapad down at the bottom. A hand came out and took it and then retreated behind the blacked out forcefield separating them. Only a small gap at the bottom that opened, from out of there Jaster pulled out a Shotgun and a Rilfe. He turned back to Riley and handed them to him, they were placed in a duffle bag that was also in the bottom gap.

"You'll be taking of the Terminus Shotguns, they won't mind, they haven't had a mission in weeks, as for the weapon, fresh out of production, enjoy."

He proceeded to have him follow him.

 

[Toast]

Riley thought about the security armour and cocked his head as [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] finished talking, he really disliked wearing shirts and this was no exception, even if he was forced to wear it out and about, he most likely wouldn't wear it.
Riley was barely paying attention as he was looking at his surroundings, it was a nice and tidy place, it was almost like a tier one faction hallway suddenly Riley was brought back to attention as he was handed a shotgun, quickly realising, Riley payed attention to [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] words.

Riley held the shotgun like a professional and aimed slightly passed his new employer.
"Pew, pew, pew."
As soon as his employer started moving, Riley followed.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Ok, maybe the man was more then a little crazed, he possibly didn't have any marbles to spare. Jaster could feel the barrel of the weapon pointed thirds his back.

He moved on to a staircase where it led deeper into the pits of the Building. As they defended to the bottom pits of the conglomerate building it also got slightly colder, not to the point of freezing, but enough to notice. Suddenly two large creatures of unknown Origen approached them. Their headers were large and seemed to have hard exoskeletons that covered their whole body along with multiple eyes. They looked over to Jaster and bowed their heads and proceeded to move on past them.

"Those are Mantanites, geneticly augmented creatures meant for combat, any member of the Exstermination Squad can recruit a small squad of them for any mission they need, as well as a Beast as a companion for missions."

 

[Toast]

Following behind the man by a couple steps, not to long afterwards they traveled down a stairway, the futher they went downwards Riley could start to feel the temperature drop. As Riley slightly ahead of his new boss, he saw two massive creatures. They were ugly looking. Riley took another look at them as they walked past. He smiled as he heard[member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] words.

"They sure do look mighty powerful, I'll be sure to call on them on some of my future goals."

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster entered the metallic cave system the Mantanites used to keep themselves cooled during off mission times. Though their natural armor protected them from blaster bolts, they were still very hot blooded and need to stay in cool temperature. They walked pass a whole army of these creatures where Jaster then moved to a larger elevator, some Mantanites also entered with them carrying diffrent types of weapons.

"From here we will be heading on to the landing pad and you will receive your first mission and pay, once that's done you will per base your own ship and then find a small team, before I brief you on your mission, do you have any questions about this organizations?"

Jaster looked over to the man, the creators there with them didn't even move, they weren't listening at all.

 

[Toast]

As they entered the elevator, Riley checked over his shotgun, turning it side to side, he looked forwards as the doors to the elevator closed, this was a very big area and a couple of those creatures were also with us , carrying different weapons. Riley listened carefully to every word [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] said and replied with,
"What is the purpose of this organisation, our major goal?"

'Our own ship eh, that'll be fun!'

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster looked to he man, he was a Merc, but a Employee of the conglomerate, thus he would be allowed access to the knowlage of the conglomerates true goals.

"The Comgloemrate is a body of companies and politicians, we have two main goal in which we would be operating in, cutting off all trade and transportation in and out of the Unknown Region, monopolizing the central tech and operating our own tech to produce and cell to all the nations as the international Arms Dealers of the Galaxy, the other polar opposite is the control of all trade in the south and west Galaxy, rivaling the largest trade empire to date."

There were of course other planed goals, but for his job, that was what he needed to know. If he wanted to know more, he would need to rise hirer in the ranks.

 

[Toast]

"Sounds like a interesting goal to achieve, it's something I can get behind. Trading weapons and alike would be interesting experience."
Riley looked over at one of the creatures as it shifted in place, it looked over its weapon. Riley thought about his upcoming mission and what it would involve, maybe he would kill or maybe torture someone, or it could be a simple delivery, it somewhat excited him, he was so ready to earn some credits, but most of all he was looking forward to his future ship and of course, his small little band of men he will be in charge off.

'We must be almost at the pad,'

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

The elevator stopped on the dot and shook the room that they took to the roof. Jaster barely moved as well as the creatures, they must have ridden a lot in the elevator.

"Yes, it's a great business and at the moment we are slowly getting off the ground, yet every second this organization gets that much richer," they exited the elevator as the doors opened and the creators left with them. They entered a room that had a dome over them, the roof of the center all building. Approximately 500 stories up from where they arrived in the cave system, it was a specialized route for the Exprermination Squad to take to be avoided by the preying eyes of their enemies. Last thing Jaster needed was to be seen with criminals of horrible crimes lastly leaving his building.

"As for your first mission, I need you to gather 4 operators then with a ship you buy, bring them back to me, your mission from there will be explained more, good?"

 

[Toast]

It sounded like a simple enough first half, pick some operators and buy a ship, the more he thought about the mission the more excited Riley got.

"Sounds simple enough, how or where do I go to buy this ship, or even find the operators?" he asked quickly, trying to hide the excitement in his voice.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster turned to look the man with a smile, "Your a member of a large Trading Company, go to the marketplace and pick a ship, then probably head to Nar Shadaa or Gos Hutta to pick up some left over Mercs the Red Ravens left behind, you have the money to choose I guess."

Jaster continued on to a shuttle that was on the landing bay. The Mantanites headed into the shuttle and waited for Jaster, he of course waited to see if the Merc still had any questions.

 

[Toast]

"Duely noted."

Riley watched the Manatanties head into a shuttle, shortly after Rikey cocked his head at [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"] and smiled widely, showing his crooked teeth.

"I best be on going then! Thanks for the tour,"
Riley gave a slight wave, turned and headed back to the elevator.

His journey about to begin.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

[member="Riley Jinn"]

Jaster looked as the man left him to his current mission, Classified under the most Blackest of Operations. He liked the kid, he was weird, slightly on the crazed side, but probably the best man if Jaster needed a job done right.

He turned to his shuttle and entered it, from there he headed to a stolen transport, and then off to Mandalorian Space.