That Which Lies Below (Mythos)

[Ultimatum]

There was much to be said for the genius of organic craftsmen. Certainly they were the supposed least of all tradesmen in the organic world. However, their ability to work in the real world instead of a theoretical one was unsurpassed. There were exceptions of course, there always were. There would be the man or woman too stupid or lazy to achieve a better career and warranted nothing more than an underpaid, overworked job. This was the exception though, not the rule. For many of these people they were truly brilliant at what they did and thus found themselves in that place and enjoying it. They found that they didn't need a high salary, which was a lesson few organics learned.

It was these sort of people he required for the job at hand. Mustafarians were especially good at what he needed. Thus Ultimatum had almost a hundred well trained and proven Mustafarian craftsmen. They were adept at this type of construction: near lava and underground. What they would need help understanding was concealment. They didn't often make buildings underground that would be almost completely covered and hidden beneath the rocks.

Ultimatum had began working on schematics of a droid and vehicle factory after a talk with a benefactor [member="Darth Mythos"]. Apparently the Sith was looking to further build up the strength of LOOM and his own personal army. At least, that was what Ultimatum had been led to believe. He didn't know why the Sith would need anything more than those One Sith armies could offer, but then his wasn't the place to ask about such. He had had to put on hold a number of other tasks to get this production underway. He had called the organic to come and see what was being built, to give advice, and hopefully order the first production fairly quickly. In anticipation, Ultimatum had ordered the workers to begin cutting out the rock, which was moved to another location to be used for another task that Ultimatum had planned. The area needed would be quite large, but not as large as most construction facilities required. He hoped Animus would approve, once he got here of course. Ultimatum had sent Legion II, the rebuilt body of Legion with the same mind to pick him up in Ultimatum's usual hovercar.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos was more exited about this whole summons to Mustafar much more than the other times. Getting on Legion firing up the Tapas he began scanning his mind for what exactly this summons could possibly be. His suspicions were confirmed when he got a look at where Legion II was taking him. "Oh yeah! it's on now!" The sight of the construction was like the sound of a thousand trumpets of victory. It was happening, the Factory was being built however what worried him was the lack of workers in this place, only a handful of hundred which made him frown.
Quickly he placed a call to the Foresight and got in touch with the man in charge.


Mythos got on his Com as he approached ultimatum holding one finger up as if to as for a moment of patience before he would greet him "Pull every man you have from Ship duty i need every available hand down in my coordinates... Does it sound like i am not serious? Now Preston on the double move your ass" He clipped the Communicator off as he smiled to Ultimatum. "I am having more men down here to speed the construction. How big is the Place? Thousand meters? How high and Do you need materials? " He was laughing as he spoke, his tone not hiding his enthusiasm.
"Hey, Blockheads!!" He pointed at some Workers who apparently were scratching their heads. " I believe the Durasteel beams come after we clear the Area of Debris? " the workers nodded as they realized he was right and got around to beginning the clearing of the site. "My Lord, i believe this will be a long...long week..." This would not take a single day, this thing would be rocking out for at least a week... if they were fast and productive.

[member="Ultimatum"]​

 

[Ultimatum]

"In this case the question is how deep. We are building this factory as a subterranean facility." Ultimatum pointed to a large hole, which most of the workers were disappearing down and reappearing with grav sleds filled with blocks of rock. It was a process that was by no means quick and was also probably the longest part. Ultimatum had only called these men for their specialty in working the rock. They had lived here their entire lives and knew every different type of stone off by heart. They had already told Ultimatum of what areas to avoid, due to the lava being too close to the surface. When asked about it the Mustafarian had replied that the rock on the surface was typical of hardened rock that was young. Ultimatum had decided to trust their judgement, after all to them it was an honor to be working for their ruler, better yet he was paying them by the hour and this looked like a long job.

"To answer your questions, it should be about one thousand five hundred meters in length, five hundred meters width, and only about twenty meters in height. I have the schematics here," he said as he pulled out a datapad, before continuing, "You will notice that the walk spaces are considerably less than most factories of equal output, I have removed all but the most necessary dead space. If you are concerned about overwatch and maintenance, you can be assured. I have a program in the works that will control the entire facility as well as report directly to me if any issues occur. By utilizing a system of smaller repair droids and compact parts it will allow it to be more easily repaired. The largest portion of dead space will be found in the collection area and loading docks, both of which will be found on the surface. The factory will be built ten meters below the surface. This on top of the magma river nearby will help make sensors find this a most difficult building to detect. For the convenience of any organic managers, or yourself and friends, taking a elongated stay we have a living space built two minutes drive away under the lava river nearby. Specifically we are having it built on the inside of the lavafall where the tectonic plates shifted causing a sever drop. It has shielded transparisteel windows overlooking the falls, allowing an unparalleled view of the planetscape and the falls. The datapad has both schematics and if you would like to see the living area it is almost complete."

He fell silent, wondering if that was the longest he had ever spoken to [member="Darth Mythos"] in one go before.

 

[Mythos]

"Well i'll be Damned..." It was the only words Mythos spoke after Ultimatum had finished speaking for a while, this whole project was massive and the specs were something straight of out Legend. Subterranean? A lava Waterfall in a living quarter? By the Force this was not just a Facility this was a Colossal undertaking that dwarfed the Shipyard by much. Mythos observed and calculated the diameters and observed the Specs of the construction with explicit attention to detail. Letting out a breath of sigh as the heat from Mustafar was taking it's toll on him in the few minutes he was in it's surface. He could not even imagine the hardships it must have been to actually be in there, working along side the men... Good idea.

"said and done then! I bet they could use a Force User to help them out what do you think? Let's speed this thing up a little bit and have a sweat for once." Mythos plummeted down and landed between the workers who were as he spoke bringing a massive cart of Stones from the Pits of hell itself, or so it seemed. "Alright boys let's get some hustle rocking shall we?" The Workers seemed to be equally as enthusiastic about this whole thing for some reason but when Mythos started pulling the massive grav sled with Telekinesis. Much faster than what the men could pull it up Mythos had the grav sled up in no times and now plunged deep into the pit and got a hold of yet another Grav sled that he began to pull up while holding up his com on his ear. "By the way i forgot to tell you, i got contacted by a Mining company earlier this week, i was wondering if you had the time or interest in allowing them to operate in Mustafar and use them to produce materials." Mythos began walking back to the entrance pushing a Grav sled with the force effortlessly, this was amazing training... If he could keep this up his Telekinesis would be even better than it ever was... every chance he had to put his skills to the test he took it, deep in the Core of Mustafar he would put his very Soul to the test. The temperature was Hostile here... he was beginning to understand why many workers had protective gear but he would not allow weakness now. It was time to work and to train.
[member="Ultimatum"]

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum watched with about the closest thing he had felt to approval for the Sith's sudden decision to join the workers. It seemed to Ultimatum to be a rare trait among those Darksiders. He wondered where [member="Darth Mythos"] had picked up the skill, or perhaps if the skill was simply a side effect of a different failing. He thought about that for a moment. What could drive a man to work along others, when he knew that he was superior? What was it? Pride? God complex? Ultimatum didn't truly know, organics were strange in their failings and even in their successes. He had difficulty understanding them, but droids were easy. He assumed it was related to the fact that he had a droid brain and was therefore more likely to understand them, whereas organics had a different brain makeup.

This train of thought was disturbed by his comm speaking up. This little Sith really was quite the proverbial busy bee. Of course, it helped that this would all advance his army, not that Ultimatum was complaining, there were things to be done. His company needed advancement, stagnation was the ultimatum destructive force, more so than even the Force. He spent a moment contemplating the fact that the company was expanding almost entirely thanks to the efforts of a single Sith, along with some of the Sith's compatriots. He wondered what would happen once Animus reached the goal of this all. Would he decimate LOOM after he had finished with it? Or would he simply cut off all relationship with the company? It was strange to Ultimatum to be thinking of such.

He belatedly realized that he had not responded and turned his comm and spoke, "I am most interested. When shall we meet?"

 

[Mythos]

Mythos was hard at work when he pondered the question proposed by Ultimatum. He was bit distracted by the fact he was now engaging in full on blasting with telekinesis. The Force Blasts were concentrated but he tried to keep a pace up with them and each would take much time to prepare but every time he blasted again it took less time to be able to recover and have to Blast one more time. After some time had passed the main source of of Stone and rock was removed and Mythos began to telekinetically move the Stone with only the Force. "For Once... I cannot say for sure, The Owner is one [member="Thais Kallisto"], Princess of Crystals they are calling her and she is a hard woman to get a hold of" Mythos said grunting as he finished off a single grav sled loaded it and sent i on his was. He was gasping for air but he finished quickly. "Even for me" He laughed taking a drink of his water canteen that was now warm. Mythos did not only work because he loved to craft with his hands and have the pride of being part of the construction, be built because this was Mustafar, and Surviving alone was conditioning and training He would not pass it up.

[member="Ultimatum"]

 

[Armand Temi]

The Princess Kallisto arrived on Mustafar with her entourage which included her Gutetree assistant and her Palace Guards as well as her Mining Foreman, Roache. There were two reasons the Crystal Heiress went in person: first of all, Isis was practically a neighbor to Mustafar. She could throw a meteorite and it would practically smack into the nearby planet. The second had more to do with hubris and paranoia. Princess Kallisto didn't like her company, owned by the Kallisto noblesse for years, to be represented, nor deals handled, by anyone else. She knew what she wanted and needed best. Half of the time her advisers were only out for themselves. Uncharitable but true.

But since she her contact was a one Darth Mythos, the Princess felt it best to hide her identity as she was certainly dealing with the Sith. She was not an enemy towards, them but she was opening up her business to most of the galaxy now, and decided to take as many precautions as one should when dealing with an organization who favored war and genocide.

This would mean she could not wear her normal display of crystal jewelry and beaded gowns. She wore a brocaded cloak with a hood that she could pull up to hide her face.

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But once she stepped foot on Mustafar, she realized she made a grave wardrobe mistake. The heat of the planet blasted her squarely in the face like a furnace, and very soon, beads of sweat appeared on her brow, the black cloak oppressively hot. And once she reached the factory site, the temperature had not gotten any better and only proved to be even more uncomfortable with all of the manual labor underway.

Approaching Darth Mythos and a peculiar-looking droid, her assistant Napo came forth first and said, "Princess Kallisto has arrived. Who do we need to speak to about business?"

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Ultimatum"]

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum was surprised a little at that statement. "Not often that that occurs I would guess. How is it down there?" He had not gone down due to temperatures that exceeded a safe limit for his metallic body. It was likely that it could survive, but there was always the possibility that it would begin melting, a very bad thing for his complex wiring systems.

He was even further surprised when someone made their way here. They were strangers, his security protocols at the spaceport and shipyard noted that. He wondered who this was, until the representative spoke. Wow, speak about timing. He stayed silent and allowed [member="Darth Mythos"] to talk, it was his contact after all not Ultimatum's.

[member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Mythos]

Through the blasting heat of the Underground of Mustafar Mythos was building up his Body, stones and Lava scorched his tight area that was steaming with Sulfur and the heat of the Core of the world. If the Surface was Hell, this made it look like heaven. Still this was the Whole point, this was his inferno, he needed to pass this Self imposed Test and after Hours down here his body felt like the very stone they were carving, Smoldering hot and hard as steel. Walking back outside of the place he started to make his way back to Ultimatum. He poured water over his body that sizzled when it touched his skin in protest rising through the Durasteel and Titanium Stairs until he got to Ultimatum. "Not one to brag but i am kind of a ladies man." He laughed wiping the steam from his body, confidence, arrogance... or just low brow comedy, when suddenly....

Well talk about timing. "We will be more than Happy to meet with Princess Kallisto Immediatly." He walked beside Ultimatum and the ambassador laughing to himself. "Damn i'm good!" Mythos was not even wearing a shirt, covered in coal, debris and rock slander, sweating in such a way his hip long hair was drenched and his pantaloons Sliced in various places were jagged rocks have made contact with. Not your typical business attire, but Mythos used his sex appeal already in various business situations and it worked, with a Princess? well. All stuffed up in those fancy a palaces surrounded by legions of Old Men and high class kids, with all the prudishness of Nobility. It would be a Miracle if the Sight of Mythos was not at least jarring.

[member="Thais Kallisto"] @Ultimatum

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[Armand Temi]

Princess Kallisto may have been more distracted by the shirtless, chiseled form of Darth Mythos had she not been so affected by the heat of Mustafar. Her home world of Isis was a temperate clime which was not too hot nor too cool. Needless to say, the young noble was not used to these soaring temperatures.
First, she peeled her hood back to reveal her pale, somewhat flushed face. Napo, her Gutretee assistant began to speak on her behalf but she cut him off with a stiff, raised hand.

“By the jewel of Haarkan, is there somewhere else we can go that’s cooler?” she asked. “I’m desperate for relief from this heat!”

This exclamation made her Guards shift expectantly, knowing their leader wanted something but didn’t know how to give it to her. Napo pulled out an ornate paper fan and began fanning Princess Kallisto. She looked over at him wearily as if to say, “Are you serious?” They would certainly need more than piece of paper and wood to keep them cool in the broiling temperatures.

Besides Darth Mythos was a droid, but she automatically assumed Ultimatum was a labor droid and not a fellow business owner. Therefore, she only addressed the organic, long-haired Sith Knight.

“Darth Mythos, I presume,” she said.

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Ultimatum"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos smiled as he neared the Princess of Crystals alongside Ultimatum, he had heard she was an attractive woman and for once it seems, gossips were right. Mythos exhaled and inhaled to keep his body temperature at a steady level that would help in his somewhat intense after workout Ultimatum had provided him. Streching his muscles and relaxing his body his body temperature started to decline steadily and Mythos began to understand that every time he came here there was a chance to make himself stronger with a little bit of training. He took a few steps and greeted the princes. "That i am" he said in a smooth relaxed tone that came naturally now that his body although dripping in sweat was relaxed and slowly going back to normal.



"Princess Kallisto" he bowed and took her hand pacing a kiss on her knuckles. "Please right his way there is a hovercar close by that will take us to a more hospitable place" Quickly he lead her to where Legion II had dropped him off and opened the door of the hovercar before winking at @Ultimatum. "Do you wish to Come My Lord Or do your trust enough in me To leave LOOM in my hands for one meeting? " He smiled, he did not think he needed to introduce Lord Ultimatum but instead thought it obvious that Ultimatum, Lord of Mustafar did not need an Introduction, he was the Lord of Mustafar after all. To Animus he was more than impressive, more than a co-worker, he was an Ally of the best of kinds, the Kind that ruled planets with rich ore and a company that Mythos had freedom to use. This bought Ultimatum Mythos' unquestionable loyalty

[member="Thais Kallisto"] @Ultimatum​

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum followed quietly along, he was deciding what to think about this princess. He had never met one before and was thus creating a new thought process in his programming to accompany this new occurrence. When at last they had reached the hover car, Ultimatum replied, "I trust you to handle yourself. The workers are almost done anyways, I will need to be here to give them the new orders. If you need me I am only a holocall away." He too trusted Animus quite a lot. He had proven himself in ways that Ultimatum had not expected and even though he was Sith, and therefore not completely trustworthy, Ultimatum trusted him more than almost any other organic. The droid was a person of works, not words. He trusted because Animus had followed his words with the appropriate actions. That was something that Ultimatum had had precious little of in his previous life.

He shifted so that he faced, [member="Thais Kallisto"]. He bowed, "Good to meet you." He then turned and began walking back towards the work sight. He wondered if he had shown the appropriate respect. In his time examining the HoloNet he had not spent much looking through anything more than a basic etiquette guide. He had had other work to do at the time.

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Armand Temi]

“You too,” said Princess Kallisto suspiciously eyeing the droid. Darth Mythos called him a "Lord" which was quite unusual. In fact, she had never come across a mechanical being with a noble title. This was a first for the young royal.

“The hovercar will do just fine,” she said, although she feared not all of her entourage were going to fit in it. “Napo, you and Miss Janine stay here. I’ll bring one of the Palace Guards with me for protection, although I’m sure Darth Mythos is more than capable of keeping a close eye on me.”

She left her attendants in the brutal heat and entered the refreshing cool of the hovercar with the Sith Knight. Immediately, she felt more at ease and removed her heavy, brocaded cloak to reveal a long, black gown underneath. She sat up pin-straight and folded her hands in her lap.

“First of all, what is your relationship with the Lord of Droids out there? Very bizarre to think a piece of machinery is in charge around here. And then we should discuss a contract between the two companies. Mustafar has minerals that I cannot mine on Isis and I assume vice versa, yes?"

 

[Mythos]

Mythos nodded as he sat in the Hovercraft and this time Legion II was kind enough to set the AC to a reasonable and cool degree for an Organic. Thank the Force. He smiled to the Palace Guard who accompanied them who looked quite stoic and un-moving, good trait for a guard. Mythos looked quite out of place, looking like a scoundrel and a ruffian covered in a bit of coal and drenched in sweat now cooling off thanks to the AC however luckily he smelled quite pleasant thanks to his famous Nabooian Cologne. He heard the princess speak without interrupting and without saying a word, He noticed various trains of thought that threw him off, first she required his status and relationship with Ultimatum to which Mythos was not really sure he had an Answer for, and then she shot him the "C" word. Contract. Oh sweet paperwork, the one powerful thing that brought 'Tangible Growth' to a company, both their companies to be exact. Mythos smiled and threw himself back in the hovercraft flicking the hair from his face before he began speaking.

"First of all my Dear Princess may i say it is an Honor to have you in our Humble world, You do make this barren wasteland that much more hospitable to those of us not made from Durasteel and Titanium." He used the force to bring up a small Crystal glass and a champagne bottle that with a snap of his fingers the cork popped open and the drink poured itself however his eyes never left the princess, not the smile from his face. Ladies man and charmer to the end, it was part of his business strategy always. Taking a small sip from the crystal and pouring her a drink he made the glass levitate a few feet from her, his training down there had made his Telekinesis insane... Whoa... nice, i don't have to focus that much anymore. "My relationship with the Lord of Mustafar is that of his Ally, Employee and advisor to anything he might need. Even if he is not affiliated to the One Sith he still has my devotion for allowing his Planet to become my Home away from home and the Shipyard you no doubt saw in Orbit shortly after arriving is my first real project with LOOM, the company of Ultimatum." He smiled and noticed they had arrived at the desired destination. Still holding the bottle of Champagne with the force he stepped outside and opened the door gentlemanly for the princess before heading in. Once inside he continued, trusting the internal AC of the place was much more comfortable.

"I am well informed of the Kallisto Mining company and it is because of your services that we have contacted you. We will be needing massive Raw Materials for a project, yet we do not have the Manpower or the Workforce needed to carry out an operation that size" He smiled while he picked up his robes and steadily dressed once again now in a more firm and business like posture. "Massive megatons of Durasteel and Titanium...." He spoke with a powerful voice sipping his champagne. "Daily..." Mass production needed these things and he needed a Mining company dedicated to executing such a task. "There are Precious Crystals in Mustafar Unique to this planet, You may keep all the Crystals you desire and mine for the Materials you need, i shall cover the cost of your workforce and give you clearance to work on the planet, That is unless you had something else in mind princess" He smiled warmly, he was open to negotiations and he had his com open to [member="Ultimatum"] so he would be listening to everything and if anything did not go as he would prefer, he was ready and prepped to chime in and add his conditions. Still, it was the sight of the Lady of Kalisto that made Animus more than happy to be here. "And please, Call me Animus" He chuckled softly taking another drink and shooting her a wink, it was his name after all, Darth Mythos was a Name for his enemies, not his business associates.

[member="Thais Kallisto"]​

 

[Ultimatum]

It was a process and therefore it took time. Time was another luxury that so few seemed to hold dear. It was a good thing then that Ultimatum had much time ahead of him, granted that he wasn't attacked at some point. It was, compared to many other processes, quite a quick one. While it was hours in all, it was quick compared to what the next part would be. When at last the men reported that hole was complete Ultimatum dismissed them and had them payed over the HoloNet, a convenience that was all too easy to take for granted.

He looked at the hole in front of him, it was only a fraction of the size of the cavern that now was hidden within. He sent a call back to Progenitor Facility ordering all droids and equipment to begin the short journey here. Ultimatum had made the decision to not employ organics in the construction of the factory, the tight spaces and heat would both cause problems for organics, where these heat resistant droids would be in their element. It was a complex building and the sweat of the workers could possibly damage the sensitive equipment. Of course, it would take time to see how it truly came out. He sent a message to [member="Darth Mythos"] saying, "Phase one complete." No need to get superfluous in this. Anyways, he could be quite busy with the princess.

[member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Armand Temi]

While it was true that the Princess spent most of her time in the temperature-modulated Crystal Palace, she occasionally made trips to her own mine and had to endure some uncomfortable situations. Now that she was in the hovercraft, she perked right up again. And of course, Darth Mythos’s silver tongue also helped to put her in a better mood.

Using the Force, which lay extremely nascent in Thais herself, he procured champagne, and a glass was immediately in her hands. She tried not to drink during business as alcohol went straight to her head, but the amber liquid was chilled and too inviting on her parched lips. Thais took a long sip from the flute.

As they sat down, she listened to his proposal, trying not to be too distracted by the fact that Darth Mythos looked like he could use a good bath and maybe a haircut. Still he was handsome. Princess Kallisto was almost so naïve about matters of the heart, that she barely thought about her business colleagues in any respect but a strictly professional one. But eventually, she needed to marry and find someone to help her with an heir. Still at eighteen, marriage sounded so final.

“I can produce the workers,” she said, thinking of her relationship with Crix Meriet. “In complete transparency Animus, they will be slaves. But they will be capable miners, trained by Kallisto.”

She considered the trade and shook her head. “Yes, I’m interested in the crystals, for sure. But I’m also interested in access to Durasteel and Titanium. Is that something that the Lord of Mustafar would be interested in providing for access to the workers. Fifteen percent of the quarry yield perhaps?”
He smiled graciously at her, which in turn, caused her to smile back. Plus, fifteen percent was perhaps a bit much to ask for. Now was probably a good time to start turning on her own charm.

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Ultimatum"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos Grimaced visibly when she said Slaves, they made horrible workers, this he knew for a fact, Being someone who prided himself in Quality over quantity Slaves turned him off, but then he realized that Salves did not need to be payed... as such he had no reason to fund the worker fees... he shrugged nodding to himself as much as to her...still this Princess drove a hard bargain.

He mulled it over Twirling his Golden locks and looking outside the Window of the Business meeting where the fires of Mustafar licked the Very transparisteel of the place of meeting. This was the place where Ultimatum and himself did all the business working in their fist meeting, Nostalgic in a way, he was but a measly acolyte at the time with little more than friends in high places... Now he was the Emperor of Atrisia and Knight of the Sith.... how time flies...

His Golden Eyes drifted back to her own, "Fifteen Percent of the Quarry Yield... " He spoke in soft rumbling but sly tone, From his time with Galicus, his Muun friend who at this moment was sadly not here with him, he had learned how to drive a hard bargain himself, still her Smile worked better than what she gave herself credit. "I would be happy to allow that had it been worker Miners, Not slaves" he Smiled and tilted his head back and forth before continuing. "I pride myself in Quality work, i Would rather have ten Great Ships than a hundred mediocre ones, this is a Standard i hope to cultivate in LOOM" He raised his chin automatically taking great pride in the way he handled that sentence and his tone powerful and commanding great authority that was awfully contradictory to how he looked. "I can approve ten percent and a supply of Cargo Freighters i myself Will Make and design. Two dozen of them. What do you think?" Mythos smiled knowing she would add something new to the deal and so the bartering would continue until a perfect deal was reached that would make both sides think they had won.

He placed the champagne in the Desk Gracefully and methodically, it was a rare tonic but also quite light on the Alcohol, perfect for such meetings.

[member="Thais Kallisto"] @Ultimatum

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum was glad to see the droids arrive. He was also glad that he had been given permission to listen in on the conversation between the two organic... friends? What were they? Associates? From what Ultimatum had seen they appeared to have only just met, but Animus had played all the cards to be quite the 'lady's man'. Ultimatum of course understood the meaning the idiom, if not the reason for organics acting in such a way. He didn't feel a need for love, or being illogical to such a degree, at least openly. His original owner had modeled most of Ultimatum's emotional matrices after himself. The man had been young, relatively speaking for organics, and had been even younger within the realm of love. That Ultimatum had adjusted the emotions for his own uses, and also to remove as many traces of that original master from him, did not negate the fact that deep in his programming there was a 'love' if it could be called that. It was little more than a preprogrammed response to certain stimuli, however as Ultimatum had made changes that circumstances under which that 'emotion' would come to life were very different from that which his master had had modeled.

Did that mean Ultimatum was capable of love, or even understanding it? In a technical sense, yes. However, in reality he did not pretend to comprehend the organic emotion. It created redundancies and illogical process that created more problems than it solved. He could probably be infatuated, but it would require a series of occurrences which were likely to never be accomplished by an organic. That might have been why when he had little to do, he would return to the closest thing he had to a lonely feeling. He didn't know that the thought he kept returning to was what it was. In fact, most emotions he didn't understand. He was less than a year old and was still learning the intricacies of his complex mind. Perhaps when he understood his own programming he could begin to understand organics. Perhaps.

He wouldn't have really needed permission to listen into the conversation, at least to be able to. He could have done any number of things to get a 'bug', as the organic euphemism went, or some other listening device into the room. He supposed himself to be very resourceful, though he knew that there was a limit to everything. However, even if he could have gotten an ear into the conversation, he wouldn't have imagined doing so without permission. It was simply impolite and Ultimatum was one to be very careful about violating organic's rules, however strange they may be.

It was with some interest that he listened to the exchange. It was very important of course, but more than that he simply wanted to look over the information from the conversation. There was always something interesting to study with how organics spoke to one another, especially when subjects got touchy, not that that was what he was expecting from this. He trusted [member="Darth Mythos"] to keep any problems under control.

[member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Armand Temi]

Princess Kallisto smiled back at the charismatic Darth Mythos. Her hand held the champagne flute steady, the other hand completely still in her lap. If Thais was nervous she did not show it. And to be honest, the young royal had been prepped and groomed her whole life for just these very types of negotiations. She may seem like a fragile noble, but her family had also been exiles. Her parents, the King and Queen, ended up captains of industry, rather than mere figureheads. And this was Thais’s inheritance and frankly, all she knew.

She ignored the comment about slaves. Most of the galaxy had a negative opinion about it, so it was something she was used to. Her mind turned instead to how she would supply the workforce. She supposed she needed to involve Crix Meriet or Kazarak.

“Ten percent and the cargo freighters sound fine. I have no issues with this agreement. I think both LOOM, Kallisto and yourself will profit nicely from our contract.”

And perhaps to the Sith Knight’s surprise, she added nothing more. Except the need for paperwork.

“Have the contract drawn up and the Kallisto lawyer will look it over. If to my specifications - and yours - we will both sign.”

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Ultimatum"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos smiled and nodded, contracts were absolutely not his specialty yet luckily he had someone who was ripe for the business proceedings and was only a Holo Call away, even as far as Muunilinst, Galicus was never too busy to ignore Mythos' call so he let the Holo-Call Stir for a moment while Mythos went over a Datapad where he slowly but surely went through all discussed and uploaded it into the Holonet before sending the Details to Galicus. "I will only take a few seconds i ho-" Mythos was cut off by Galicus' transmission which was insanely quick, he must have been close by his desk and ready to procure what he needed.
"Dear Boy what can i do for you?"
"Uncle Galicus, i am in need of a Contract between Kallisto and my associate Company LOOM are you capable of making it right now?"
"Right now?"
"Right now"
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Galicus pondered the information being sent to his desk and admittedly he knew little about Mining and Quarry percentages but his vast resources of particular investments and Information from Both companies he was capable of doing it, however due to his in-experience in the matter it would take him some time to fetch the plans and draw them out accordingly. "It will take me some time dear boy but fear not, i can deal with this, the information is sufficient"
Galicus was in Muunilinst, preparing for a business meeting that would not only be of major importance but of mutual benefit as one of the more important merchant houses wished to conduct business in this hour.
With that being said Galicus was off and ready to begin the redaction of the Digital paperwork that would take him a bit of time, Contracts and the such needed to be exempt from loopholes and redacted in a professional and business like manner. "I will have it for you in a few Hours Dear Boy, is that acceptable?"

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Mythos smiled and nodded holding back a cheer of victory and accomplishment, Mythos also thought it would be a great time since they had a few Hours to wait until the Contract was completed, to go into one of the Showers built for Organics in the main rooms, Ultimatum was mindful of Organics to the point where he built a station of refreshment and hygiene, Mythos could not help but wonder if that had been built for him or were there other organics around that also did business with the Lord of Mustafar ? He shrugged as he excused himself, luckily he had an extra set of Robes and was more that delighted to get the Grime off him. "While we wait for that to be finished i must really get this Grime and Sweat off, it wont take me long i am sure." He smiled and headed off to the nearby rooms where he tossed his clothing outside as he walked. Mythos considered his body a testament to perfection along with anything else that was his, his eyes, his hands, his mind, to him he was perfect and flawless in every way, as such he was not afraid to drop his clothing in far enough distance to be respectful yet close enough to be admired for just a brief second before the hot shower was blasted.

While the water washed over his body he thought of making a casual conversation not leave her alone and unattended, boredom was the bane of all Organics even worse than anything else, stagnation was horrid. "Tell me about Isis, i have never visited that world i must admit" His voice was a bit drowned out by the pressure of the Water blowing out from the shower and the blurred crystal that separated him from the main hall.

[member="Thais Kallisto"]
[member="Ultimatum"]
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