Seeds of Leviathan (GR/MCS Contract)

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar looked around the office as he entered the room. The waiting area was small but that was expected. Not many were given meetings with the Supreme Commander of the Galactic Republic. Even fewer had been invited to his office for such a meeting. The significance of the meeting was the reason he knew. It had nothing to do with who he was. It was who he represented that granted his access to Admiral Gir Quee's Office.

The assistant who had greeted him sat behind a small desk looking over a stack of reports silently scanning the pages sorting them by what Reshmar knew was some sort of level of importance type of system. Being the commander of a force like the Galactic Republics entire military had to be a mind boggling job.

Reshmar noticed she had the rank of commander and the uniform was most positively republic navy. A commander rank was impressive for an office assistant, but then again Quee was the commander of the largest armed force in the galaxy. The Desk beeped and the assistant spoke into an ear wig she had pressed them looked over at Reshmar and spoke.

"He will see you now."

Reshmar stood and straightened his own uniform. He had chosen to wear his old Admiral uniform from his service days in the Daca System Defense Fleet. While had had been retired from the force for nearly three years now he wore the uniform on occasions like this out of pomp more than anything. He now served the galaxy as the executive engineering consultant of the Mon Calamari Shipyards. It was his job to support organizations and prospective customers of the Mon Calamari Shipyards with engineering issues with the company's many products and special order engineering and production when needed. Lately It seemed it was also his job to meet people like Supreme Commander Quee and others of his import and offer the services of the shipyards. Reshmar walked into the office and to the desk of Supreme Commander Quee.

"Admiral, on behalf of myself and the Mon Calamari Shipyards, I would like to thank you for taking
time out of your busy schedule to see me."

 

[Gir Quee]

Gir eyed the mon calamari in front of him carefully, noting [member="Reshmar"]'s uniform carefully. It was said that dress uniforms were a military man's resume. Certainly rank and service said much about the person wearing it, but also the various awards, badges, and various accoutrements that went with it. Gir himself found uniforms to be interesting things. Not only did their design tell him a lot about the culture, but a lot about the individual. Given that his adopted family was mon calamari of origin though not of pure Dac upbringing, the blonde man found the other admiral's uniform interesting, though he didn't know enough about Dac's insignia to make much of assessment aside from his obviously high rank. Gir himself was wearing the simple duty grays, which wasn't really too telling either.

The man let a smile creep across his face and stretched out his hand towards the mon calamari.

"Welcome to Chawza," said the admiral, "I hope your journey wasn't too unpleasant. I'd say something bout the distance being this close to the Core, but I see that you're a spacefaring being like myself. What did you wish to talk to me about today?"

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar took the Admirals hand and shook it. He released [member="Gir Quee"] hand then took out a data pad he would be needing for the meeting. HE looked around and noticed the chair next to him. Quee made a gesture for him to sit and smiled. Reshmar sat down them turned on the pad. He had notes that highlighted his proposal and the bullet points of his presentation. HE looked up from the pad smiled and began what he had come so far to do.

"Admiral, I have come on behalf of the Mon Calamari Shipyards to present you with an opportunity. Myself and an calamari engineering team have developed what I think is the best vessel to ever come out of Mon Calamari ingenuity."

Reshmar sat the pads holo projector on the table and a 3 dimensional representation of a star ship appeared above the desk.

"My I present the MC95 Formidable-class. It will be the first of a new class of Calamari warships."

 

[Gir Quee]

Gir eyed the shimmering visage of the warship intently. It had been a while since he had seen a mon calamari ship, and even longer since he had seen a new mon calamari design. The blonde man guessed that it would be quite a shock on the battle field to whoever ended up facing it. Mon Calamari warships had been almost legendary in the past. It had been long since he had seen the larger mammalian-like vessels on the front lines of combat. Gir turned his eyes onto [member="Reshmar"].

"It certainly looks formidable. What can you tell me about the design?"

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar typed in a set of commands and the imagine changed into a detailed schematic. listing key details about the ship. He gave Gir a moment to look at the information then began to explain.

"We at the Mon Calamari Shipyards are calling it the MC95 Formidable class. Our engineering and development team have taken pride in returning to our for fathers design and construction routes. I will not lie Admiral, This will not be a cheep vessel. And it will not be turned out rapidly. It is a very complex design which like its predecessors has triple redundant systems and transmission lines. It will be able to stay in a fight long after most ships would be left disabled. It also follows the Design practice of defense over offense. This was how the old ships were made and how we plan to make these."

Reshmar brought another list up detailing the weapons capabilities of the vessel.

"As you can see the Formidable- class will be built around smaller bore long range weapons and weapons geared for close ranged support and defensive fire. The batteries are positioned in a way to maximize forward fire while retaining the powerful broadsides the Mon Calamari vessels of old are known for."

Another set of commands brought up athree dimensional image of the ship and highlighted text about its construction.

"The MC95 may have a lower than average weapons load for a ship its size but it more than makes up for it in defensive measures. The triple redundancy shield generators create an overlapping effect where if two of the three shield emitters is damaged the third can continue shielding at up to eighty five percent of the maximum shield strength. Also the new innovations in Frame and hull construction, the MC95 offers a superior platform that can absorb kinetic energy far better than most current star ship hulls."

Reshmar entered a last set of commands bringing up a view of the lower hull.

"As you can see the final bit here details the on board complement. The hanger can house three full squadrons of fighter craft and gunship squadron in the ventral bay. It also has a docking arm and umbilicus to dock with larger freighter and corvette class vessels."

 

[Gir Quee]

Admiral Quee listened intently as Admiral Reshmar briefed him on the design, making mental notes about the vessel and comparing them to the Republic's current inventory of starship. The MC95 seemed encouraging, and it's defensive role fulfilled a role not currently held by a ship its size. The admiral's own flagship was almost the opposite of what Reshmar was describing, but he could easily see how the MC95 would often be a superior ship in many more instances. Frequently the Republic found itself on the defensive on the battlefield, and a durable ship such as the MC95 would be a godsend on the battlefield. Gir waited for a brief pause from [member="Reshmar"] before talking.

"I can tell you without a doubt that this is a vessel that the Republic would interested in acquiring," said Gir, "so what do we need to do to make this vessel a reality for the Republic fleet?"

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar rolled his eyes which was as close to a smile Calamari could achieve. The edge of his lips twitched some but did not contort into a smile like other races did. He thought about the question for a moment as he ran through the check list of things he had in his head. The MC95 was expensive. It boasted many systems that simply cost an unimaginable sum or worse did not even exist yet and needed development.

"Sir, I would need the cooperation of the Galactic Republic and of course funding. And I would also need a facility to begin the development of key systems which are needed to continue the project."

[member="Gir Quee"]

 

[Gir Quee]

Gir nodded. Such a request wasn't unexpected. The largest of warships required extended and steady funding that only the largest of corporations and governments could afford. Of course, with that such of fiscal power came fiscal restraints in the form of redtape and budget hearings. One of the main advantages of being the SCO though was his working relationship with many of the same bureaucrats that the project would need to go through. As he, since he at the moment was setting doctrine for the Republic fleet, it wouldn't be hard to include the MC95 as part of that doctrine, or vice-versa, which would lend additional influence to get the project approved. The man was certain that the budget would not a significant problem.

Finding a suitable facility though might be an issue.

"I think it should be relatively easy to acquire the funds for a project with some work. But tell me more about the facility. What sort of facility does this project need? I suppose it's obvious to say a shipyard of some sort, but are there any specifics for the yards? Or any other facilities that will be needed in conjunction with the shipyard?"

[member="Reshmar"]

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

[member="Gir Quee"]

Reshmar Looked over a list of prospective locations outside the Dac system. The yards of the Mon Calamari were now undergoing a massive retooling project and what free slips were not under construction were finishing up current projects. He eyes a few locations then pressed one on this pad.

"I believe I have just the place. One of our old facilities on Minntooine is currently vacant. I beleieve this woul dbe the perfect spot for the construction of the prototype. It is remote enough to keep the prject a realitve secret and keep the site secure. I will use Mon Cal Shipyard vessels to ensure security but To keep this black book I can not ask the Mon Calamari for the funding." Reshmar said as he handed the pad back to Gir.

"Our yards are not tooled to the recent spec upgrade and most of our slips are already reserved. I will have a slip here upgraded and begin construction within the month if the funding comes through that is."

Reshmar had an attempt smiled and rolled his eyes a bit at the human. Mon Calamari exhibited expression more with their eyes than any other part of their body. HE sat for a moment allowing Gir to look over his plan for the Minntooine yards. He knew the man was tempted. The ship would be a boost to the fleet. How could he say no.

 

[Gir Quee]

Minntooine. Where have I heard that name before? The man thought he had heard of the planet about some lecture about the Clone Wars...yet the fact that Gir couldn't recall the planet off the top of his head made him think that its obscurity would bode well for the project. With Mon Calamari ships guarding the project, Gir wouldn't have to worry about allocating Republic assets to protect the yards as well. Everything is falling into place...Only the funding need be acquired. But Gir felt certain that he would be able to acquire the funding from the committee. He pulled up his datapad to check current Republic fleet expenditures. We could easily cancel the construction of one of the Champion classes to acquire this new ship...that should work....He turned his eyes back to Admiral [member="Reshmar"].

"I will get you your funding, at least for one ship," said the admiral, "of course, the admiralty will be interested in procuring more of these ships if they prove themselves in battle."

 

[ADM. Reshmar]

Reshmar reached out his webbed hand and shook the human admirals hand. Reshmar knew full well he could have found a way to finance the ships himself. That was never the reason for the meeting. He had wanted to meet the Admiral and get a gauge of him. He had heard of Admiral Quee in passing and read reports on him and his service record. HE had even hired some less than reputable individuals to dig up anything they could on the man. Reshmar had plans. PLans that he would need help with. Plans in which Admiral Quee would be particularly useful in. His trip here was for assistance in funding, at least on the surface. Any record of the meeting would reflect that. But Reshmar had gotten so much more than funding today. Now for the next phase of his plan.

"Very well Admiral, Thank you again for seeing me. I will have a preliminary report to you once construction has begun. Until then I will leave you to matters of fleet."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries and Lash left the Admiral Quees office. His ride back to the star port and his shuttle was a short one in which he spent the time considering his next move.