The Stars are Mine(d)

[Barkt Melan]

It had been a slow month. Sure, they weren't bankrupt, but with the Zenithian Imperium not responding to his offers, and the deals with outer rim planets drying up, Barkt couldn't pass any opportunity. So when a request came to produce a new line of ships for mining, he had practically jumped on it. He wouldn't send a representative to deal with it, either. He probably should start doing that. Ah, well. The Bothan sat in his office, the room sparse save for the model starships, computer terminals, and a single painting on the wall behind him. It was a old painting, made by a Bothan when the race was relatively new to the Stars. It had been a sign of goodwill from Tallaani Shipyards. They hadn't known how old it was, or how much it was worth. If they had, they may not have been so wiling to part with it.

Giving a small sigh, he gave a small look over the order again. They would be here soon.

[member="Kyoko Ike"]

 

[Kyoko Ike]

[member="Barkt Melan"]

The small atrisian stretched her body while she was working out a few of the bigger things they were doing. More information, more attention to the smaller details and in some cases more credits to spend since she didn't really run around as a monk fighting the good fight. Instead she was mostly out and about in the outer rim doing this. Meeting with people, making deals to get things for the family business and in this case they were going for a mining ship that could work. "Alright so where are we meeting this guy?" She asked the droid that was there with her while tapping out a few things from the speeder as they were working on some more things. The human replica biot they had gotten from the Rift helping her out. "The meeting place should be here." She said indicating while they sent out the message they were here and waiting.