That Which Lies Below (Mythos)

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum was glad that everything was going according to Animus' plan, whatever that may have been. It was always interesting, his job was a reader of people, yet as a droid it was unlikely he would ever understand them well enough to be good at it. He had to make due though and he believed himself to have done well, though it was not really his to judge.

He hoped that the new business partner, she wasn't an ally yet as far as he could guess, wasn't being alienated by the eccentricities of [member="Darth Mythos"]. He was, a.... unique organic, to say the least. Ultimatum hadn't met another quite like him, but then most of the people that left an impression on Ultimatum tended to be very different. It was always a wonder that so many of the visitors that required his attention were in someway or another special or extra-ordinary. He would have called it canny how often he seemed to be caught up with people of varying importance. To him though, they were all people, they were all organics, but they were all individuals. Yes he would on occasion slap the simple tag of organic to everything, but for the most part he preferred to be more specific, learning more about each person to know them and hopefully understand them.

All this extra thought was becoming somewhat irritating. It was distracting him from the work being done here. There was constant work being accomplished as the droids moved about their predetermined paths and jobs. Ultimatum was nothing if not thorough and the droids had to make only slight adjustments to their individual schedules as small events arose that affected them in one way or another. It was good overall, in fact Ultimatum didn't think he would need to worry about keeping overwatch, but it was more out of preference rather than necessity. He wanted to be alert and ready should something go wrong. That was the last thing he needed, something to go wrong with a highly complex and closed in factory with plenty of fragile parts.

[member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Armand Temi]

Although Napo grumbled his protest as [member="Darth Mythos"] stripped down practically in front of Princess Kallisto, she was just fine with the glimpse that she had gotten of the Sith Knight's muscular body. Oh if only more of her business trips were like this! Most of them were dreadfully boring with old, crusty mining presidents or ancient financial investors. Unaware that Mythos was himself an Emperor, she thought to ask him if he wanted to become part of her court somehow, but then he asked her about Isis.

"Isis is well known for its crystal spires and the Kallisto quarries. It's also home to the Gutretee, who are are sentient species which subsides on crystals for food and nourishment. But not much grows on Isis, therefore most of our food and water is imported. I have promised the governor of Neskroff, which is our main spaceport and capital city, that I would free the Gutretee slaves who make up most of my workforce."

She didn't mention that she would replace them with other slaves. There was no reason to give him or his colleague, [member="Ultimatum"], the impression she was not altruistic and a foe to her government.

"What about your home, Animus?"

 

[Mythos]

A Shower was magical, after a long days workout session in the bowels of Mustafars' Core it was necessary to blast his body with soap and water and rip the grime and dirt off. He Listened to the princess and thought of Isis and imagined it as a Massive Crystal fortress, the Crystal spires was something he had indeed heard about yet through all his exploration and visits of all kinds he had never visited such a place. He shut off the shower and dressed in his Black Robes, fixed up his spare boots and walked off tying his hair back in a pony tail that still dripped a single line of water. "It sounds like quite a place."

He paced back to his desk to check up on Galicus and his dealing and he noticed that the Muun was working at light speed with most of the contract already finished, still some minor details here and there to be done, when she asked about his home, Mythos' face turned a bit Sad, he knew what Naboo was going through and he wanted to smash the entire war front that dared invade his homeland. "I was born on Naboo, and spent my youth there,raised in the Laketown, close the the Gungans.." His voice trailed with an undeniable sense of Melancholy, shaking it off he changed the subject. "However now the One Sith has given me the Planet of Atrisia and i have been given the title of Emperor of Atrisia, so in a sense, Atrisia is my Home now" He Smiled and before he could comment on how beautiful she looked the session was interrupted by none other than Galicus Sagious.

"My Boy, the Contract is Finished, have it looked at and analized if you must, I have some buisness to attend to if you no longer need me."
"Thank you Uncle, I could not do much without you"
"Oh i am sure you could't"
The transmission ended and the Contract was now in the Datapad in all detail and into their Holonet. "Contract is here my lady, have it checked out in whatever you please and feel free to point any anything out of place, Muuns can be thorough but not perfect " His smile as he spoke was that of true joy and excitement, Another Contract for LOOM... we were on a roll!

[member="Thais Kallisto"] @Ultimatum​

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum was quiet as he looked at the factory thus far, it was getting done very quickly. His favorite part about this compact factory was the fact that unlike the Geonosian factories his was shorter. The idea of catacombs that reached kilometers down was interesting, but it was also not a good idea on Mustafar, what with the magma being so close to the surface. He had found the bending and compacting parts of the factory very difficult to figure out. It was an innovation that had allowed him to accomplish this as he needed.

He smiled as he listened to the interchange, it was good to hear that the two organics seemed friendly towards each other. That would keep the possibility of hostility growing hopefully low.

[member="Darth Mythos"] [member="Thais Kallisto"]

 

[Armand Temi]

She nodded and watched Darth Mythos come out of the refresher. Now that she was cooler, she was almost envious of his cleanliness. The filth and dust in the atmosphere also clung to her skin, clothes and hair. But she would be able to clean up later in her own ship and in due time.

"My family was also from Naboo," she said, brightening towards the similarity. "I would like to go back there someday to research any archives they may have left." A lost, faraway look also passed across Thais's face at the mention of family ties. Grief over her own parent's death was always just there upon the surface of her skin.

"Well Emperor of Atrisia, I would like to pay you a visit if you'll have me," Princess Kallisto said, but then her focus was distracted from the handsome nobleman to the contract that he presented before her.

"I have no questions," she said, before swiftly signing.

Thais Kallisto didn't leave Mustafar right away. She eventually toured the facilities and inspected that everything with LOOM was in order until she took her leave in The Crystal Siren back to Isis.

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