The Trinity Test Site of Outer Los

[Amelia von Sorenn]

The Recopia System ​

Outer Los ​

Trinity Test Site ​

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Heavy footsteps rang out through the corridors of the bunker, the structure was still under construction, however much of the primary sections were completed enough for what was needed. A loud hiss escaped as the doors slipped open, a stream of steam pouring into the room as the armored woman stepped into the conference hall. As she stepped forward, two Human Replica Droids followed, marching with her, acting as bodyguards for the moment. ​

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A heavy sigh escaped her lips as her hands came up, pulling the helm from her head and resting it on the table. Falling down into the chair, she leaned back, her hand coming to rest upon her forehead. With the company having grown, it had become more stressful keeping it together and running. Now though, this was the newest expansion, a series of bunkers hidden in the waste lands of Outer Los for a singular purpose. ​

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Weapons Manufacturing... ​

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While Sorenn-Syrush Industries produced armaments in their own right, they did not attempt to create those of a more destructive nature. This project however was for that purpose, the creation of a new subsidiary company to produce explosive materials and weapons. With another sigh, she leaned back in the seat, closing her eyes for a moment before her hand came to rest upon the table. ​

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She hadn't gotten much sleep, her focus on growing the company causing her to travel from one end of the Recopia system to the other, with a few trips out of the system into the neighboring territories of the factions that surrounded the company. Then there was the trip to Mandalore and all that had entailed, A Civil War among the Mandalorians that wouldn't appear to have an end; at least not one soon. ​

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As her eyes opened again she sat up, pulling herself from her seat as she moved towards the cabinet, her hands pulling free the crystal decanture from where it rest. The sanguine liquid filled the glass before her, offering her a comfort in the long day, though her attention was pulled as her ears perked up. The door once more hissing open to the large conference room. ​

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[member="Natalie LaForte"] [member="Mythos"]​

 

[Amira]

Sorenn-SyrushAmira was not exactly pleased to have been sent here. Really, she was not the person to have sent, she was aware of ethics and regulations which was why the company has sent her. Weapons were always skirting ethics by their sheer nature of killing people, most often for personal gain of the person wielding it. However, Amira was sort of an expert on the damage weapons could do to the body, being in the medical field and was one of the few people on hand who was willing to travel to the site to see what this was about, and so here she was.

At least her trip and been uneventful enough to allow her to read up on the situation she was walking into. She had the feeling she was not going to approve of what she was about to see. On the other hand, she was aware she would have to do so diplomatically, which was going to be tricky at best. Not that she was entirely opposed to war, she was opposed to weapons of mass destruction or those that would cause needless suffering in the wrong hands. She was fairly certain this was the situation she was about to walk into.

To that end she prepared herself as she walked down the hallway, adjusting her clothing and squaring her shoulders in an effort to appear to be more prepared and knowledgeable in the sort of meeting she was about to walk into. The soft hissing of the doors in the meeting room opening when she hit them was a sign that for better or worse she had arrived. She took a look around for some sort of indication of where she was to go after the hit the doors, not wishing to stand around like some sort of an idiot.

[member="Amelia Sorenn-Syrush"]