"That's Impossible."

[Marie Lavvine]

Marie Lavvine, a simple girl with simple taste was working in her clean and unremarkable office. Of course this wasn't because her paycheck was skimpy, or because she lacked style. The opposite of both was true, she kept her office so barren as to draw attention to herself. The real jewel of the room of course, her sassy little outfit trimmed a bit too low and the glasses all for show. Then the man who always complimented her appearance phoned down. He'd be there soon with a new plan, how exciting. Ever since being hired on at Nadramie Sabers her life had changed into exactly what she wanted. What a dream it had become, the office, the planet, the city, the stars, she felt like an LA Queen with her own Vegas strip. Going to Casinos, clubs, and even just mall strips and getting noticed by everyone.

She owed him everything...

"Mr. Nadramie, sir! Nice to see you again this morning. What have you got to give me today? Something challenging I hope~" she cooed out in a her teasing, sultry tones. However something was different today.

 

[Anton Nadramie]

Honestly, what he had received scared him. It wasn't the fear of unknown that he felt when he inherited the company, nor the same fear that he felt when he opened Nadramie Sabers, this was a deeper fear of a scarier future. One where the future was bright, far far too bright. Swallowing all this despair down he made his way downstairs the look of grim painted still but less so. This wasn't just something he could just radio on down, he had to be there to tell her. Opening her door he saw that same smiling face he was always greeted with every time he had a custom order to make. How he wished his face would mirror hers but only a forced smirk came.

She moved onto him, where he put up a hand and explained. "Yes, but... This is big." Going to say more he could not.

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[Marie Lavvine]

This wasn't right... he didn't cheer up? No flirting? No grabbing at her hips in an almost innocent manner? Like a rabbit she looked up from her kennel and couldn't understand. So she resorted to words to solve her mystery.

"Mr. Nadramie, you've given me a big load to handle before." She trailed off, but still no positive reaction. "Well... uhm. What is it? It's not like someone is commissioning a deathstar from us right? Come on now, cheer up! You can take me out, we can just not worry about work for a while right?" She poked with a newfound smile. Getting away from the office with this man in particular would make her soar.

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[Anton Nadramie]

She was cute, a thought he had about most women in his life. Never seemed to bump into many ugly ones. Perhaps his standards were a bit troubling or low at that matter. Though the thought was only a fraction of a second as he handed her the printed commission, something he believed shouldn't even be on his computer files. No dramatic music played, no cameras surrounded him, this was just reality. Quiet, tense, it made him nervous again.

"It's from that faction. We sold them a couple thousand lightsabers right? Well they have their second half of the bill." Handing her the paper, where many saw claws he only sighted shaking flesh as that transcript left his posession he only felt a little bit better. However seeing her reaction likely wouldn't do well to calm him.

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[Marie Lavvine]

This visage of a man so proud and carefree now this deep into worry disturbed her. A man who drank brandy in the morning, rubbed his gums with dust before leaving the house, and bedded a fine woman every day he got out of bed now scared. A wolf now presented with something it also didn't understand. Taking the paper from him carefully she watched him sigh as it left his grip, as if the paper itself was cursed.

Opening it she began to read, watching each word fill her mind she was slow, thorough. If she missed what he saw then she'd surely look a fool. However it was very obvious on what the admiral wanted. "Anton... no. We can't? Even if this was possible going through with it would be madness." She looked over that simple request again and just shook her head. "No, no, no. This is... evil." She began to struggle to find the words, mumbling as she looked up to his captivating grey eyes.

"It's impossible."

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[Anton Nadramie]

Digging his cane into the ground he heard her words. Repeat, repeat, no, no, evil, and finally Impossible. It made him angry, filled him with rage and through gritted teeth he fought his outburst. Looking to her now this 'wolf' showed its fangs now for the first time to her, and only the second person to ever push him in any capacity.

"No! We don't take sides! We just sell! We make as much money as possible and we build this company massive! My father's name must be on every system! THEN we can pick sides!" Shouting out at her he kept his cane to the ground. Absolutely livid. "It's impossible? I don't want to hear it! I found a way to mass produce and sell LIGHTSABERS! I beat the Galatic Trade Federation! We WILL be recognized!" Growling out now his hair flopped loose from his yelling. Seething down to a simmer he made his final declaration. ""

"Make it happen."

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[Marie Lavvine]

Her refusal had earned such a harsh lashback. Stepping towards her desk in shock and fear of this man he came onto her so strongly. Holding her breath in fear he might steal it away from her as punishment she waited and listened. As much as her sensitive self could handle it tears welled in her eyes. She fought it, pushing back against his words she said.

"Anton! We're not bad people! We don't have to do this. I just, I can't do this. It's never been done before! It's likely very dangerous! You should tell her no. Would you sell this to Carnifex if he commissioned it? After what we learned happened on Commenor?" The daggers she threw back flew to their target. She might tame this beast just yet.

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[Anton Nadramie]

"I never picked a side! If Carnifex ordered a million lightsabers god-dammit I'd sell them to him! With empire money maybe then they'd finally see!" Advancing on her that soft glow of heat radiated to a flame once more. Snapping out again he withdrew the biggest weapon he had against her.

"You, cant say no." He paused, her look told him everything. She had forgotten, she really wasn't in her own mind. "Think of everything you have. If it weren't for me you'd be DEAD. You'd be Dead! When I found you in school you were the saddest schmuck I'd ever seen! I gave you two options, go down the path you were on. Or come with me and Make Your Life Yours! Remember? That's exactly what I told you then! Now either you can have it all reversed. Or- You can design this... this- Thing!" Stifling down again he didn't wait to hear her response. Leaving quickly, his shoes clicking hard against the perfect flooring. She would come around, he had too and she knew it.

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[Marie Lavvine]

That was it, the one piece of power he held over her that she could never get back. She would never go back to that man she hated so much. Those tears she held back began flowing the second he mentioned that awful place. Against her desk she was trapped here, with him and his rage. Wielding her past as a weapon and the hand that shone light now beat her across the head. He turned, left. Nothing she could say would convince him. Two hurt people now being put to work for... that...

As she began to sob more and more out of control she remembered him. Before the expensive makeup, the drinks, the looks, and the fame. Even that name she couldn't stand now, just remembering it made her head ring in pain. If he'd used the name she could've died. Crying into her hands for sometime over an hour she sat upset for another. Looking at that transcript, then to the saber prop on her desk. Mason it cried out against her skull. So she stood up, and swallowing her sadness, pain, and past again she tried to forget. Rummaging through her desk for another dose.

Then, maybe then, she could think straight on this project.