To Live and Work

[Riamah]

One of her apprentices had drawn the Hand's attention to a casino on Coruscant. There they had visited and did a little elbow rubbing of people and then left. Word of mouth spread though and at her heart Ra was a businesswoman.

Contacts, names, companies and various other information came to her and there was one she felt the need to contact. Though they had not met at the casino the day she had visited, she wondered if word of her had reached him...or any of the others that were connected to the Family.

Sending out a message to the one she wanted to connect with, Ra invited him to her home on Vjun. The castle was also the base of her movement and where most of her business was conducted.

Generally speaking, the weather kept people from even wanting to visit Vjun, but there were people that lived here. She had several servants and the one most important to her was Vincent.

He was an old man and as close to family as a person could be to Ra. It was clear he was a servant though, but she did care for him. If something happened to him, Ra would truly be lost.

When Anton arrived, Vincent would be the one to greet him with an introduction and welcome with the request for Anton to follow him. He would be lead through the halls that clearly indicated this was a place lived in, cared for and still something that was working.

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[Anton Nadramie]

Vjun, described as many to be a large dead rock. Though it did have life, some vicious fauna and surely some animals there who were dangerous enough. Perhaps this Ria character would fit that bill, the lab monkeys back home hadn't found too much dirt on her name but she was a fan of Cargo Fleets. While he hadn't heard of her at the Casino as he'd been distracted by a seperate woman of some importance, a fact he still did not know. As he was greeted by an elderly fellow he shook the hand of him and greeted him kindly. Firm hand and as his servantly duty to take his coat had passed he lead the wealthy man upstairs.

There he asked what he could, how should he approach? Anything he should know? No big boyfriends or body guards to rough him up if he said something out of turn? Pleasingly she was described as well tempered and while he hadn't found a photograph of her she had been described as beautiful. Lead into the room the door shut behind him, and now the man's eyes caught the fire on the other end of the room. Burning up hot, it really was... beautiful. An introduction now butchered as his words caught in his mouth. Seeing her eyes only made this worse, this girl couldn't be human. She was, too much honestly.

"Pardon my silence, I seem to have forgot my introduction I planned." Nervously he grabbed the back of his head and gave a smile. "I'm Anton Nadramie. You must be that important merchant girl people have been talking about."

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[Riamah]

There was very litte out there to be found about her and that was purpose. Having once been lead of intelligence for a government, Ria knew just how to find and hide information. She had gone out of her way to cover up most of her past, but some things could still be found if one dug deep enough. General information was there. Name, how to contact her and the business she did as a merchant.

What digging he may have done or any information Anton had she did not know, but he at least knew her name and what she did. That had been given to him when she contacted him. Everything above the board and none of the darker items of her past. No hint she was a former assassin or a sith. Since she was no longer sith, she did bother to hide she could use the Force or even really what her alignment was.

When Anton entered, his eyes did not wander around the room like most people's did, but landed square on her. Standing and staring at her for several long moments, he finally spoke. He appeared nervous, but she didn't know why. In an attempt to put him at ease, she motioned to the other chair, offered him a seat and gave him a polite smile. She was not one to openly display what she thought or felt, but she did an internal lift of an eyebrow at his comment.

"Please, come in. I am Riamah Numare, most people just call me Ra or Ria. Easier to remember and pronounce. Would you care for something to drink? I can have Vincent bring something for us. It has been quite some time since anybody has called me a girl, but yes, that would probably be me."

A dry sense of humor showed through with the last bit of what she said.

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[Anton Nadramie]

He began to make his way inwards as he was invited to do so both verbally and through her motions. Each word was laced intricately with some kind of subthought it brought from him but he new what he had to address first. Sitting down in her somewhat lavish office he didn't really take notice of it quite just yet as his eyes were still hungry for the angel that was there. She was alluring in voice, aura, and of course physique. So it took him by surprise on hearing her name.

"I'll admit your name is somewhat foreign. But if it's no problem I actually like the name [member="Riamah"] it's not very hard to pronounce and I'm sure I'll remember it as well as you after this meeting." A soft flirt, he couldn't just come onto her hard and pull her over the desk into his arms so as many men did he played his hand slow. Tapping his cane to the ground once he cleared his head of those lavicious thoughts and agreed to the second statement. "I'd love a drink, Vincent seems a good man. I'll trust in both his and my hosts's taste."

Leaning back into the cushion he now let his eyes wander the room some. It was nice, definitely warranting a look about. Now back to her, he spoke again. "While we wait, you were the one to contact me. I'm just curious, where or how did you come to hear my name floating about this far away from my own home?"

 

[Riamah]

At his accepting of the drink, she notified Vincent. After that was done, she looked back at Anton and there was half a smile on her face for a moment at his comment about her name.

"I have no problem with that at all, Mister Nadramine. Vincent has been with me for a very long time. Basically he came with the castle. He is a wonderful person and I would probably be quite lost without his assistance in running this place."

Letting out a breath of ​laughter, she appreciated what he said about the old man. Vincent was a former slave and Ra had given him his freedom. He had decided to stay though and Ra couldn't live without him now.

He then asked how she had heard of him and that was greeted with a small shrug.

"Myself and some friends were invited to Coruscant and I heard your name mentioned while we were there. Where did you hear rumor of me?"

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[Anton Nadramie]

How embarrassing, here he was asking about her when he had no answer for her. Truthfully he hadn't heard of her, though now that he'd down some research and she was here in the flesh he had an idea on how to get out of this one. "I merely heard that there was business to be had, and when I asked from who I was described a radiant flower that is shining on a dark deathly world." Chuckling a bit to himself he insisted. "Of course, the man I heard this from has a thing for poetry. Forgive his sap." How he was dripping with it.

"Now, you said you gave Vincent his freedom? I find that very admirable on a personal level. My father used slaves to mine the raw materials to make Kyber Crystals. So when I came into power, I freed them to replace those positions with droid operated positions. Now the Biituvian's work my marketing offices, and have real jobs with paychecks for their families. I'm delighted to hear that Vincent was offered a good life, I thank you for that." Giving a soft bow, left hand to his chest he stands again. To begin cutting the distance between them to just the desk in the way. Taking his seat offered he sighs a bit.

"Now, you came to me with an offer. A position I admit is foreign to me but I'm excited to hear it, [member=Riamah]"

 

[Riamah]

She found it very interesting how he had learned of her and the words he claimed were used by the person he heard from. Nobody had ever told her to her face before and it caught her a little by surprise. Giving him a shadow of a smile, there was a small motion with her fingers as she looked at him. A tiny nod and a short phrase summed up her thoughts.

"Of course."

Vincent arrived just as Anton started speaking of him, as if he a form of sixth sense. The old man had no such thing, but his timing was perfect. Bringing in two drinks for them, he set ​on the desk and offered Anton's his first before giving Ria hers. He did actually lift an eyebrow at some of what he heard, but made no comment and left the room as silently as he came. If his master needed anything else, she knew how to get him to return.

Taking a sip of her drink as she listened to him. He might notice a small flash of emotion in her eyes as she set the glass down.

"What kind of droids are you using for your labor? You see, I work very closely with many different kinds of droids. Your words indicate you are more using them as slaves. Do you have any free droids in your service?"

Her tone wasn't angry, hostile or anything more than professional, but depending on his answer, it could change quickly. They would return to the purpose of her inviting him here after this was answered.

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[Anton Nadramie]

"Truthfully, I'm rather ignorant of my droids. Members of the Rebel Battalion offered to supply them to me. They handle the repairs, job scheduling, and any expenses they require. It's nearly a separate thing entirely. As I merely head the operation while the Rebellion saught to support me years ago in favor of freeing the Biituvians. I've been distracted as of late, trying to find the places to expand my business. Hence why I came here without a minute to spare."

The flattery hadn't worked it seemed, as well as her asking about a field he didn't know. What a sour turn this took at his expense. Giving a professional smile he pressed on. "Slave labor may be a bit too harsh though. I trust that my red haired companion in the rebellion is making sure they're fine. He really did love them, while I was in dire straits at the time. A rival trying to buy up my father's business in his absence." Anton laid his hands on his knee that sat over his alternate leg. Wanting to say more he couldn't quite think of what to actually voice. Does he continue to defend his droids? Or does he press again for the conversation to go to business. He decided to wait for her response. Surely that was the best course of action.

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[Riamah]

That small glint faded from her eyes as she listened to his answer. It appeared he wasn't fully aware, but brought an idea to her. Depending on how the rest of this meeting went, maybe she could bring it up.

"I do agree it is better to use droids as labor provided they are not what are called free droids. Those are the ones that are more independent and more or less have minds of their own. Thank you for coming."

A half smile came w​ith those words and she took another sip of her drink. Listening as he spoke on, she nodded.

"Agreed, it seems a bit too harsh. I am quite glad to know the ones you have are cared for. I got lucky in my business. Unfortunate start, but it got me to where I am today. Lead of a fleet for the Metal Lords, Coalition and then my own small government. That brings me to the invitation I gave to you. This is its home. My government or part of it at least."

Her hands indicated beyond the castle and the planet itself.

"A movement I have been building for a while now. We have lent aid to the Alliance when they were attacked by the sith along with Commenor. The plan is to make a stand against the Sith."

She did not include that​ the Sith had also helped destroy the government of the Coalition. That was something that could be easily learned about her and she did not offer that. He may already know that about her.

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