The Darker-ish Crystal [TU Dominion of Christophsis]

[Sempra the Hutt]

Objective Talkie talk
Location redtaurant
Folks at the table: [member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Darth Vizios"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]

Post 7/20

The hutts narrow eyeslids that came of as his eyes swept the various people adressing the matter at hand. Some had good points, some merely enjoyed the show and wanted to add spice into it.

But as [member="Darth Vizios"] spoke Sempra's face grimaced inwards and as a result a heavy fist landed among Sempras plates making them jump and scatter even further.

"Honor... do not put yourself above this table little one..." the hutt hissed forth, spite and hatred filling the void of his maw.

"Your complete and utter disregard of our honor was it that put us here in the first place. Taking in the Red Ravens into your midst, allowing them to continue playing lords of Nal Hutta, supporting their ban against myself and my peers access to our own home world. Honor.., speak another word about this and I shall take my leave."
Sempra naturally had no idea he was adressing a sith lord. Never the less the words were out there and Sempra was not faltering.

He then turned his gaze upon [member="Tmoxin Temi"]
"You are fully aware of how these things are connected. You did not pay attention to what such an important decission would lead to and disregarding feelings most likely one of your greatest mistakes. But as stated by several, we recognize this attempt to mend that which was broken. I assure you that any ravens caught in Hutt space will be dealt with - their entrails strung to my ceiling while their bodies still breathing merely to allow myself some part if satisfaction in knowing that their insult is being properly paid."

"But that is not what concerns this table fore most I believe. The most enlightened ruler of Trandosha [member="Vinskk Revamp"] and my personal major domo [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] is correct in their inquiries. Can we trust that there are no further claims in this agreement then you have presented so far?"

Sempra leaned back with a rather grim expression running across his large features.

 

[Raziel]

Objective: Secure a peaceful future for TU rule

As the first of the lazy dawn light crept through the curtains, he slid out if the covers and onto the edge of the bed quietly. Raziel looked down at Senator Garteth Tarn, watching him gently stir but return to sleep. Without making the slightest sound, Raziel stood up and padded across the room to his coat.

The unfortunate senator was more important than he knew. Attracting the attention of the Spynet rarely heralded an improvement in fortunes. The corporations of the Techno Union believed that by enforcing their free market economics, they could manipulate members worlds as they pleased. Only a few were aware of how much of the Union's stability was down to the extensive research into social engineering Spynet had conducted over the last decades.

Senator Tarn was a man of principles. When the lower classes started to stir as job cuts started to hit and automation was increased he would become their rallying point. Spynet had calculated there was a 27.78% chance that his actions would lead to succession from the Union. That was an unacceptable level of risk.

With very deliberate motions, Raziel extracted a small pen and credit chit from a jacket pocket. With a twist, the credit chit split in two. Carefully timing the maneuver, he waved it under Tarn's nose as he inhaled. Too much of the drug would leave a noticeable effect, just one sniff was enough for his purposes. For a few moments he simply waited, watching Tarn's bare chest rise and fall as he breathing became shallow.

Dextrous hands unscrewed the lid of the pen with great care, as he kept the biohazard away from his own bare flesh. Another of InnoteQ's products, the hypospray contained a disease that carried many names across the Galaxy. The only consistent factor was the stigma attached to the virus. Raziel gently pressed the pen to Tarn's neck. A man of his importance would probably be able to cover the whole situation up. A few days in a clinic and the even hidden from the public and his husband. Of course, Spynet were no amateurs. The appropriate assets within the media had already been obtained, the stories and doctored images ready to be released. Garteth Tarn would end the month a broken man, his relationship, his career all ruined.

The Spynet devices were returned to his jacket and and Raziel slipped back under the covers. The senator's security would be here soon to turf him out anyway, they were well drilled on dealing with his transgressions.

 

[Cryax Bane]

Objective: Establish a Kallisto Mine
Location: Chaleydonia
Allies: [member="Thais Kallisto"] [member="Crix Meriet"]
Posts: 2/20

First squinting, glowing red eyes soon widened at the receipt of the sexy Holotext. He had no idea that, Crix Meriet of all people, worked for Thais Kallisto. Best of all, his message was so delightfully suggestive, Bane couldn't help but let a smile creep across his face. He barked out an excited voice command to return a two-word message to the slaver. Little did he know that Crix had dropped Kallisto's Datapad. Oh well, Kallisto would hopefully get the context, otherwise that would be awks.

Receiving: Text message from Cryax Bane
To: Thais Kallisto
//Message incoming://

o mai

//End message//

Standing in the doorway to the mine, looking ready to be ravished by a certain blue One Sith slicer was Crix Meriet. Cryax bit his lip as he studied the handsome slaver. He jerked his head at his team, shooing them into the mines. They could figure things out with Kallisto's people.

"That's correct, Mr. Meriet," he said. "I believe that we have some private business to conduct today."

 

[Tmoxin Temi]

Objective: Negotiate terms of Nar Shaddaa takeover
Location: Halo Hotel Restaurant in Chaleydonia
Allies: [member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Darth Vizios"]
Posts: 12/20

At the Hutt's outburst, Tmoxin rose from her seat, and with the elegance of an paegent queen, she sidled up to Sempra. Her tense smile was the only thing that betrayed her discomfort at being so near to the slug. Just because he's ugly, doesn't mean he's not one of the most powerful beings in the Kessel Sector. She sat near to him, her hands almost touching his rough, slimy skin. Aside from food, spice and credits, did he have an apptiette for charming women? She would find out soon enough.

"Your Eminence," she said in a voice as honeyed as her reddish blonde hair. "There are some loud voices in this room today, but only because we've encouraged them to speak their mind. But let's turn this situation back to what is bothering you and your colleauges the most. The Ravens."

She tried to look into his eyes, but it was difficult when they were so wide set. Tmoxin settled for the left one.

"I know how cunning and destructive the Ravens can be. I used to work for them. But when I left their organization, how did they repay my loyalty? By putting a bounty on my head! I spent months upon months hiding in the shadows because of a misunderstanding over some financials. What I'm trying to say is that I despise the Ravens as much as you do. If the Techno Union comes across any of them, shall I have them garroted and delivered at your feet, dear Sempra?"

Tmoxin laid it on thick, but she needed him to know that the Ravens wouldn't bother them. And furthermore, if there were any of them left behind, the Hapan herself wouldn't mind seeing that a few of them got their just rewards. She had some specific ones in mind as well, individuals, who, if out of her way, would allow her to stretch a bit further in her own business. But that was something she would not say aloud.

Telepathcially, she let Darth Vizios know: I hope I did not just sign my death warrant with that threat. I have no idea who of the Ravens still exist, but I imagine if they heard my promise to Sempra they may come looking for me next.

"The non-aggression pact is just that," she said, finally addressing the Trandoshan from her more intimate place near Sempra. "No violence, warfare, sabotage, piracry, espionage or the like in Techno Union space and vice versa. Trade will flow freely, as it has been, through each corridor."

 

[Raziel]

“All done then?”

“All done,” Raziel replied, pouring himself a cup of caf. The café resided near the highest levels of one of the largest buildings in crystal city. Each cup of caf probably cost the same as a meal from a reasonably priced chain restaurant, but the view was stunning. The sun wasn't long up and the morning rays refracted through each of the crystalline structures.

Raziel could find the beauty in that vista, but felt no joy in observing it. Instead he reached out to those around him, searching for what he wanted. There, up on the second floor, pressed against the glass. A young boy looked awestruck as he looked down at the view. Like a tendril, the Force extended from Raziel to latch onto the boy's mind. Though him, Raziel could feel the unbridled joy in experiencing a thing for the first time.

That was the way now for the Spymaster. Nothing held true meaning in his life. He was an empty vessel, an emotional leach. There was no sense of self, he merely reflected what others expected him to become. At the same time he was the perfect infiltrator, and yet nothing at all. Like lost threads in a mixed ball of yarn, echoes of memories and emotions for thousands of others ran through his mind. At night he was plagued by the worst of these. Emotions often ran at their greatest when the steaks were high. When Raziel finally found sleep at night, he watched the deaths of hundreds of his victims through their own eyes, felt every second of their last moments.

“There was another matter to discuss,” the elderly rodian sat opposite him explained. Raziel didn't know his real name, only that he was the Spynet operative with oversight on this world. In return he had no idea who Raziel was, only that he was an agent brought in for delicate matters.

“Go on,” Raziel replied, glad to be roused from his reverie. The connection to the boy snapped, and he latched onto the rodian. It was important that he acted as the other operative expected, whilst at the same time manipulating his mind in the most subtle matter so that his memories of this moment faded over time. Raziel was no one, and he left no trace in his wake.

“Mr Sirkis,” the rodian said. “We are concerned about his behaviour. He has been working outside of oversight a little too long. He's been spotted hanging around in some of the wrong places.”

“I know the name,” Raziel replied. He had not been born with an eidetic memory, but the Hutt who had raised him to be an assassin had incorporated techniques into his childhood training and few facts were forgotten. That was one of three codewords for a high level operative in spynet, a bothan with an exceptional reputation.

“Our friends with a different perspective have shown themselves a few times on world. They've been carefully watched and haven't made much noise. They've been pulling information from a few sources, but nothing worth acting on. Mr Sirkis was supposed to be heading up something with a bad taste for them.”

Raziel nodded and took a small sip from his caf. It was particularly good, he could tell it's quality from the first taste. Probably still not worth twenty credits though. He had been aware of the operation to feed the Republic intelligence agency false information. On the fringe worlds of Techno Union space, it was one of the most prominent activities. Just a few years back the Republic and techno union had been staunch allies. Many within the union from the Confederate days still saw them as a closer fit than the Sith they shared information with now. Preventing officers and government personnel from leaking sensitive information to the Republic was one of the most difficult tasks they faced.
“Do you need a fresh pair of eyes to look into the problem?” Raziel asked quietly.

“That would be good. Pick up a brief from our southern office,” he replied.

“Very well, I'll cancel my flight,” Raziel responded. He knew which Spynet safe house was being reference and he could call in shortly to pick up an encrypted data crystal with further information.

“Excellent. I'm sure you can understand this is greatly concerning at the moment.”

The pair talked for a while longer. Keeping their conversation casual and giving the impression they were discussing regular business. It was revealed that everything was in place to have the senator removed from office, but that there was a concern the Republic would try other avenues to loosen the union hold on the world in future. That was a problem for another day. As soon as they joined, Spynet would dig it's claws deep into every aspect of Christophsis government.

 

[Tadietti Tann]

Objective: Watch.
Location: Restaurant Wings, booth opposite the negotiations with some of the other associates from both parties.
NPCs: 5 Noghri Commands, half a Dozen Trandoshan Mercs and two Rodians.

as lady blue

Surrounded by her minions, veiled as she ever was, the only part of the hutt’s associate and FFE’s representative lady blue on show was as usual her lips, her full body gown more than enough to obscure others' eyes as to her identity as anything but lady blue. Her employer’s business interest lay toward the worlds in question being debated, but the less that crossed her mind the less there was to read for those present, and the veiled mystery at the table booth was nothing if not discrete.

All the meeting was telling her is their position on Nar Shadda going forward, a smile curled up in the corner of her mouth and she raised a finger beckoning one of the many of her entourage over, for lady blue was not a fighter, she had her Master’s underlings that took care of those formalities. Their armament for those with an eye gave them away as carrying a lot of FFE's brand stock, but that was nothing too odd because the hutts carried plenty of FFE's stock at a discount, and more was being produced every day.

A soft whisper was given to the ear of one of her own associates, a rodian in ffe’s employ, and the scout left briskly to head toward the space port, plans would need to be changed and altered, that much was clear, unfortunate but new opportunities would come up in their place, they always did. Her lips didn't waver, but for a brief moment where she exhaled and took a sip of the finest wine they had to order, if someone else was paying....

(3)​

 

[Crix Meriet]

Objective: Establish a Kallisto Mine / Distract a Chiss
Location: Chaleydonia
Allies: [member="Thais Kallisto"] [member="Cryax Bane"]
Posts: 5/20

Crix nodded "Very good" He replied pushing off from the door yes taking his blue back in. What fun they would have. He tipped his head at one of the mine staff "Show Mr. Banes staff around then take them to the server rooms or wherever they need to go to do all that Tec. Poodoo" Then he stepped toward [member="Cryax Bane"] "I will take Mr. Bane up to a more private office he has a sensitive matter of import to ... handle ... see that I am not disturbed" He put his arm round Cryax, looking as if he were just leading them but he meant it to be a touch more personal "This way ... techie boy " He smiled speaking quietly.

As they left the Lobby and made there way to the more restricted administrative zone, his hand slipped as he took his blue by the hand. "I hope I'm a pleasant surprise" He said, he always got a little nervous around his two best men. Taking his Darling right to the back of the office block past rows of offices to a dark back office. leading him in , they would not be disturbed here. He flicked the light on bathing the small office in light. then turning back to his chiss with a sigh " Begrudgingly my darling you will need to carry out the work before we can enjoy ourselves ... so I want you to let me wait hand and foot on you until you can finish ... Anything you want a massage, a drink ... kisses anything you name it and I'll deliver it" He wanted to help but all this Slicing crap went over his head, relaxation was something he was rather learnered at.

 

[Akio Diachi]

Objective: protect Sempera's interests
Location: the restraunt
Allies: Sempera
Post: 3/20

Akio sighed inside,partially relieved and partially annoyed. The Trandoshan looked at him, but Akio could never read reptilian expressions. It always seemed to be locked into a mute, angry grimace. He hasn't intended for things to get so close to falling apart and had breatehd a relief when things seemed to go better.
His employer had become angry and he had a great need to placicate the Hutt; as a first hand witness and executer of the crime Lord's revenge, he has no plans of ending on the other end of that line.

Flattening the front of his robe Akio cleared his throat, "My leige, I gladly volunteer to take care of any of these remaining Ravens first hand. The only payment requested is your gratification." He bowed. "I may in addition have an associate who would gain a great deal by assisting myself in this task."

The slug before him was as irritable as he was powerful. Akio hoped that the combination of his offer and the woman's wiles would be enough to seal his position with the vindictive slug and help secure the cease fire--which would secure Akio's standing with his new criminal coworkers. The importance of appeasing their appatites was not lost on the Chiss either.

Taking risks was a part of his life, but he had never been required to risk so much with his words before.

[member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Darth Vizios"]

 

[Judah Lesan]

Objective: Negotiate terms of Nar Shaddaa takeover
Location: Halo Hotel Restaurant in Chaleydonia
Allies: [member="Lucien Cordel"] | [member="Draco Vereen"] | [member="Sempra the Hutt"] | [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]
Posts: 5/20

Xander did his best to hold his tongue as the Hutt spoke words which clearly indicated the slug had no sense of what honor meant. The bodyguard was speaking from the perspective of honor. The word itself meant value, to hold in high regard, to esteem greatly. Xander felt more empathy to the position of the bodyguard and his honesty. This was about a ceasefire, not about whether the groups held the other in high regard or esteem. The Hutt's rebuke was out of line, and this meeting been on Xander's homeworld, in the Palace of Indupar, the Hutt would have spoken his last words.

Tmoxin's words came to his mind. He would answer them, and warn her he was about to do something rash. It was a powerplay however, and one which remind the Hutt why they were even negotiating in the first place.

"You do not need to fear for your life as long as I am near. The strength of my feelings for you alone would drive me to keep you well protected. Since I am not permitted to show them in other ways, I will show it in the ways I can. Protecting you where others cannot is one way no one can take from me. Though for now, I am about to remind the Hutt why we are all here. Just a warning."

Xander eyed the Hutt, his manner calm and gathered. The first rule of negotiations was the first to display an emotionally passionate display always came out the loser. Sempra would have to give up more to satisfy the demands his outburst would generate.

"The proposition was to let your police deal with the Ravens should Nar Shaddaa be given in good faith on the part of the Techno Union as part of the cease fire. I am Sith and an assassin to further illustrate the matter. The Red Ravens have been targeted by my organization since its inception. You assume too much about the situation you find yourself in. Your outburst and behavior could lead to the end of these discussions. This is a game of chess, as I have already stated, and you are significantly lacking in the pieces you hold. The cease fire is the focus here. Can we agree to the terms presented is the question on the table. All other issues anyone in this room may have are contingent on this. If we cannot agree to what Ms. Temi has suggested then we are all at an impasse."

 

[Raziel]

There were so many ways an individual could travel off world. So many freighters and personal ships with room for passengers came back and forth. The agent hadn't tripped any of the feeds they'd tapped from the security systems at the major ports, but his absence had left ample time for reaching many local systems.

But Raziel didn't feel this was an avenue worth following. Instead the Force led him on a different path, to keep his nose closer to the ground. There were other things he could sense through the Force when he concentrated. Whilst his ability to affect the world around him was limited, his mind was open to its guidance. Tracing his future worldlines, there were rapidly diverging paths not far ahead. Tracing each path was akin to a spider touching a strand of web. It couldn't be followed, only a tremor of what was to come felt. There was danger ahead, potentially anguish. Many ways to meet a grizzly end. He would need to be cautious.

He risked visiting several known Republic operations in person. Many were already being watched, monitored through traditional and cyber methods. Being there in person, allowed him to reach out with the Force and delicately skim the thoughts of those who came and went. Eventually he found what he was after. A single image of the bothan he was tracking. It didn't mean anything in particular. Certainly he couldn't risk delving any deeper without risking revealing himself. The agent could still be loyal. However, Raziel have found the start of the thread and could start to gentle tug and see what dropped out.

 

[Vinskk Revamp]

Objective: Negotiate terms of Nar Shaddaa takeover
Location: Halo Hotel Restaurant in Chaleydonia
Folks at the table: [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Darth Vizios"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]

Posts: 4/20

The scaly King hissed in displeasure at the way these negotiations were going. He knew the Hutts in general had tempers, but he would've thought that Sempra would've been wise enough to put his feelings aside for now.

"I agree with you, Sith. Great Sempra, please, let us discuss the ceasefire. These matters are important. The Ravens can be dealt with easily by my forces."

He saw the game of chess, and saw that the Hutts were losing. The Cartel didn't have the amount of influence and power needed to pull this off with the more established Techno Union. They had to make amends to them now, in order to repair the damages made.

The Trandoshan member of royalty rubbed his chin in thought, then spoke apologetically.

"Apologies for my Lord's outburst. As you can see, his Excellency has strong feelings towards Nal Hutta and Nar Shadaa. Please, forgive us."

Vinskk stood slowly now, towering over the table.

"I'm sure we can overlook this in light of the severity of this meeting. Please, let the negotiations continue."

Revamp remained standing, demonstrating his full attention to the procession before him.

Hopefully he could salvage this deal.

 

[Gilamar Skirata]

Objective: C
Allies: [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Ariella Garon"]
The low rumble of the Mandalorian LAAT was soothing. A calm before the storm, the last storm the Bando Gora or whatever they were called would ever see. He could tell he made some of the other Mandalorians uneasy, even past their helmets and T shaped visors. He knew. He made many feel uneasy.

The ship broke the moon's thin atmosphere and with a sigh he pulled on his own helmet, cumbersome as it was, and opened slammed his fist into the button that would open the door leading to the moon's surface. The wind howled around him, whipping his cthulu leather jacket around. He took a Kath Hound shotgun from the weapon rack and jumped, the repulsor pack on his back slowing his decent. Incoming small arms fire whizzed passed him in streams of yellow, blue, red, and green.

Mordecai was as fierce as a Shriek Hawk though. He weaved and flipped around the bolts that came close enough to warrant it and landed with a heavy thud on the military base's roof. Several other mercs landed beside him and placed small breach charges on the roof of the base. A dull explosion rocked the roof and they fell through one by one into the dimly lit cultish looking hangar.

The sound of his Kath Hound and other blasters echoed through the hangar and in a flash the few guards that had been in attendance were dispatched, with more surely on their way. But that was fine.

He loved a good fight.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Objective Talkie talk
Location restaurant
Folks at the table: [member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Darth Vizios"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]
Post 8/20


There were always miscalculations at hand when making deals like this. Sempra was at first surprised to see that [member="Darth Vizios"] did not cover before his might but as he presented himself as a sith, some type of assassin to that the hutt recognised the confidence. Partly he himself instead felt a stroke of uncertainty. Why had the techncrats brought a sith to the table? An assassin to that? Not the most common choice for a negotiator.

He looked around making sure his closest and best body guards [member="Ashalah Ky"] , [member="Tiali Orazio"] , [member="Uriel"] were around. [member="akio diachi"] had made his precense known earlier and he recalled that others had come as well.

Still, this called for some tactical reconsiderations. He made sure to lock eye with [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] - he knew the cyborg carried a healthy suspicioun about sith. Once the sith had spoken Sempra was abut to remove himself from the table - this was not how he prefered things done and the situation was not under his control.

But before he could adress the table anew [member="Tmoxin Temi"] presented herself in a more softer fashion. It was flattery being offered and Sempra like most his peers was keen on accepting it. He loosened up somewhat and cast a sly grin at the females attempt to flirt.
This was how the lesser species should behave according to hutt culture and for what it was worth Sempra used it to settle in somewhat more.

"You are a wise creature miss Temi. I can recognize your need for a cease fire for what it is. And maybe some of the words we have exchanged are true indeed. Your space is too large to control for even the sith. " Sempra glanced around the table wondering if more of them were hiding in their midst.

"But you better keep that one in a leash from now on." he pointed toward [member="Darth Vizios"]
Then his large head tore itself free from Tmoxins beautiful eyes and turned toward [member="Vinskk Revamp"]

"You do not appologize on my behalf your grace. The sith's speech of honor displeases me." it was most definatey true that honor among hutts was a completely different thing then honor among most other beings. In hutt space [member="Darth Vizios"] might have found himself in a very dangerous situation. But they were not and Sempra recognized the nervous traits among all in his camp, they wanted this done and dealt with without further delay. Sempra started to feel the same.

 

[Akio Diachi]

Objective: protect Sempera's interests
Location: the restraunt
Allies: Sempera and Co
Post: 4/20

Surprise jolted through Akio's body. His popped open, unable to hide his surprise. A fellow assassin? As a negotiator? pushing a ceasefire? His mind went to other dealings he had conducted with the Sith and the times he had been privy to their methods and training. In the past they had been anything but peaceful, bringers of war and destruction, even greater than the emotionless killers Akio had been raised by. Paranoia and suspicion clenched his jaw tightly shut. Any organization known for causing war and mayhem in a place of peace should not be trusted. Any diplomat from a clan known for causing chaos should be suspect. The thousands of thoughts rolled through his head.

Akio's body took a more rigid and tense posture. Even a blind Wequay could see the suspicion in his narrowed, red eyes as he studied [member="Darth Vizios"]. The Chiss could smell out suspicious activity from a star system away, let alone across a table. His revelation came with a purpose, just like him. What is he after? What would someone from a clan known to be driven by the selfishness of its clansmen chide me for looking after my own honor? A thousand questions burned through his skull like hot irons. He would find answers--here or later. There was clearly a second game this assassin was playing and Akio would find it out.

[member="Sempra the Hutt"], [member="Ashalah Ky"] , [member="Tiali Orazio"] , @Uriel @Vinskk Revamp [member="Tmoxin Temi"]

 

[Tmoxin Temi]

Objective: Negotiate terms of Nar Shaddaa takeover
Location: Halo Hotel Restaurant in Chaleydonia
Allies: [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Darth Vizios"]
Posts: 13/20

While Tmoxin was busy internally punishing herself for threatening the Red Ravens in a room full of fellow criminals, who for all intents and purposes could easily sell her out to them in a heartbeat, she realized the temperature of the room, especially over Darth Vizios's words, had risen.

Sempra appeared to take well to her flirting - although he wasn't a humanoid and therefore his features were more difficult for her to read - so she scooted a little closer still.

"You are wise as well, Dear Sempra. We would not have approached the Hutt Cartel unless we thought it was under intelligent and stable leadership. But it's clear to me with all of the opinions in the room that these terms may not be able to be drafted overnight. Perhaps we hold a summit on Nar Shaddaa next so you can survey what will become yours? We draft the cease-fire terms in fine detail during the summit. What do you think?"

She drank deeply from her glass of wine, soothing her rattled nerves. Touching Sempra lightly on a unrecognizable part of his bulk, his thick hide rough and slimy to her fingertips, she said, "As Your Eminence has suggested Darth Vizsios will be on my leash from now on."

If this was a room full of Hapans, the negotiations would be over by now and everyone would be drinking and celebrating. In her mind, Tmoxin's fatal mistake was sending a man in to do a woman's job.

You know how I really feel, darling, she sent to Darth Vizios, But this is what I get for sending a man to do a woman's job. Since you are now on my leash now, I suppose it will be easier for you to heel. But she caught his eye, winking, so he would know that, even though she was enjoyed teasing him, nothing would ever be easy between them.

 

[Judah Lesan]

Objective: Negotiate terms of Nar Shaddaa takeover
Location: Halo Hotel Restaurant in Chaleydonia
Allies: [member="Lucien Cordel"] | [member="Draco Vereen"] | [member="Sempra the Hutt"] | [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] | [member="Akio Diachi "]| [member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]
Posts: 6/20

Xander replied telepathically to Tmoxin.

"We both know I cannot say no to you, but we also know that leash had best remain rather long. This Hutt knows nothing of honor, and his use of the word proves it. Your mistake was not sending a man to do a woman's job my dear. Must I remind you of the shiny bikini's they like putting females in. I will bite my tongue... or heel as you say, but never ask me to deal with the Hutt again unless it is to kill it. The Transdoshan is sensible. He understands the matter at hand. Sempra, he sees nothing, and his ignorance betrays him."

He knew it was best to remain quiet, so Xander picked up his glass of wine and drained it. Xander offered a nod to the Transdoshan in order to let him know he appreciated the insight of the man. Had it been just the two of them in the room the ceasefire would be negotiated and terms set. There was too much talk of honor around the table for most to see the issue at hand. The water was muddied.

 

[Vinskk Revamp]

Objective: Negotiate terms of Nar Shaddaa takeover
Location: Halo Hotel Restaurant in Chaleydonia
Folks at the table: [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Darth Vizios"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"]

Posts: 5/20

Vinskk nodded in return to the Sith Assassin. He wasn't afraid of him, or at least not as edgy as his cohorts. He knew that if he wanted them dead, they would be corpses already. No, if anything, he was playing games with them. Well, most likely, anyway. He did have respect for the man, though, for what he stood for. The Sith were alright in the Trandoshan's eyes.

Revamp adjusted the gold, jewel encrusted band around his head that served as a sort of portable crown, while the real one was back home at Trandosha. Taking a seat, the King spoke again, with a neutral, agreeing tone.

"I agree with you, ma'am. Perhaps a change of scenery would do us some good in deciding upon the terms. Don't you agree, dear Sempra?"

This was a delicate situation now. His boss had just insulted a Sith, and while Tmoxin had agreed to keep him silent, it was certainly not casting the Cartel in a favorable light. At this point, Vinskk knew what was at stake, and how much they could lose or win if they paid their cards right. He had cast aside his warlike nature for a more agreeable, diplomatic outlook in an effort to repair damages done.

He could only hope his efforts were noted by Sempra and the Techno Union.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Objective Talkie talk
Location restaurant
Folks at the table: [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Darth Vizios"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"] [member="Akio Diachi "] [member="Lucien Cordel"] [member="Draco Vereen"] [member="Akio Diachi "][member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
Post 9/20

"Ho ho ho..." the large hutt chuckled as his eyes shifted between the people around the table. "I can see that you hold sway over the sith miss... most amusing." he glared at [member="Darth Vizios"] and grinned as he took [member="Tmoxin Temi"] hand resting on his belly and reached down, letting his grotesque tounge come out to taste her skin.

"mmm, your taste is sweet miss Temi," he rumbled and shifted his gaze back toward her. "If you wish for a meeting on the smugglers moon I see no reason for us to not to comply."

the reptilian slug grabbed the chalice in front of him and swallowed it in one drink before he leaned back awaiting to see if anyone else had anything more to say before they departed.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Location: Dining With The TU
Objective: D - Do What Sempra Says.
Allies: TU & Co
Enemies: Enemies Of TU And Hutt Cartel.
NPC: Crew Of The Kossak Destroyer
Posts: 4/20

Cadan looked up suddenly as Sempra licked Temi, not unusual for the Hutt, but probably a most unusual feeling for the poor women. With a quick cough Cadan cleared his throat and rubbed his eyes, was he asleep or just resting? Maybe having some spice before arriving was a bad idea. Now apparently from what he heard they were having another meeting on Nar Shaddaa.

"I think this 'as gone well." Cadan said before following Sempra and downing the last of his drink. The pirate just wanted to get back home, grab a Twi'lek and some spice and daze out.

[member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Vinskk Revamp"] [member="Darth Vizios"] [member="Tmoxin Temi"] @Akio Diachi

 

[Xalus]

Objective: A - Rescue Rangers
Location: Near Chaleydonia
Tagged: [member="Gerion Ardik"]
Post: [02/20]

Of course the Gen'Dai knew his signal presence was required. These Techno Union ultra-capitalists enjoyed staying in permanent contact with their contractors during times like this, but activating a comlink while cloaked was like lighting a fire in the middle of a field at nighttime. It just didn't make sense and blowing his cover when he was so close would spell doom for whatever hotshot politicians were held captive. Xalus could only be thankful that these Yuuzhan Vong didn't have one of their hivemind bugs about, or else things were about to get messy.

The operator moved swiftly, navigating through the crystalline streets and landscape with both quickness and ease until he reached the base of the tower. It wasn't anything special save for the sheer size of it. Security cameras were in all of the right places, guards too. The only mistake they made was having guard rotations, with men and Yuuzhan Vong walking in and out of the entrance on periodic time shifts.

Xalus slowed down more and more as he neared the entrance. He could practically smell the Yuuzhan Vong from behind his armor. A bitter, pungent odor of something not of this galaxy. He didn't like it. Be that as it may, Xalus trailed one of them as close as he could, his sound dampeners and situational photoreceptors working to their maximum as he slipped inside just as the electronic doors slid shut.

Boom, bang. He was inside.