Taeli Raaf
Bookworm
[member="Danger Arceneau"]
Danger Arceneau, the Trade Queen, had always said she liked it when a product was tested in the field before she was truly interested in it. That was something Taeli had taken to heart when she wanted to showcase her company's newest droid model to the woman who, some quietly said, could influence the entire galactic economy if she so desired. Spectacle and surprise were what she was shooting for this time in her dealings with Danger, and she was going to relish every second of it.
Taeli had scheduled a meeting with Danger to discuss a deal about expanding Aurora-ATC joint operations, specifically in Otherspace. The meeting, while certainly important, was more of a ruse than anything else. It was a final field test, as it were, for Taeli and her design team.
Stepping out of the Tatooine sun, Taeli gave a relieved smile as she entered the ATC lobby and took her seat in the waiting area, addressing the deep green dress she wore. Maybe dark green was not a good choice for a desert planet, but that had been what she felt like that day. She hoped the Trade Queen wasn't running too late for the meeting, timing was everything for her showcase.
Danger Arceneau, the Trade Queen, had always said she liked it when a product was tested in the field before she was truly interested in it. That was something Taeli had taken to heart when she wanted to showcase her company's newest droid model to the woman who, some quietly said, could influence the entire galactic economy if she so desired. Spectacle and surprise were what she was shooting for this time in her dealings with Danger, and she was going to relish every second of it.
Taeli had scheduled a meeting with Danger to discuss a deal about expanding Aurora-ATC joint operations, specifically in Otherspace. The meeting, while certainly important, was more of a ruse than anything else. It was a final field test, as it were, for Taeli and her design team.
Stepping out of the Tatooine sun, Taeli gave a relieved smile as she entered the ATC lobby and took her seat in the waiting area, addressing the deep green dress she wore. Maybe dark green was not a good choice for a desert planet, but that had been what she felt like that day. She hoped the Trade Queen wasn't running too late for the meeting, timing was everything for her showcase.