With the city of Seng Karash on Aeotheran finally under The Orian Assembly’s control and the Orian Authority in place to keep the peace, we are looking to regroup and resupply our near depleted supplies. To this end, the Orian Assembly had tasked me with making use of my contacts within Merr-Sonn to acquire new munitions. I saw this as a decent idea as, I company that I am currently the CEO of, is the main security company for many of the upper levels of Umbaran society.
After delivering OP Roxas to the medical facility that was set up in Seng Karash, the Assembly informed me of my mission and that it would be prudent to leave immediately, before anymore skirmishes started with our already low supplies. Not wanting to incur the ire of the Assembly, I left on the first transport up to the “Covenant” where I got myself cleaned up and made arrangements to meet with my supplier at their closest manufacturing facilities. Donning my formal attire, complete with my DD6 blaster pistol and my Fire Whip, I acquired the first readily available ship that would suit my needs for this mission.
Making a fairly smooth landing at the manufacturing plant, I was greeted by my suppliers aide, Criax Strax, who escorted me to Garala Horain’s office. Enroute to her office, I subtly influenced the aide to lead me through several of the delivery staging areas before he took me to his bosses office. Entering into the outer office, the aide moved to his desk before checking his console, I saw him press a button underneath his side of the desk, presumably to announce to her that there was someone out here to see her. About a minute later, while Criax was looking over a couple of datapads, I heard a click at the doors to Garala’s office, Criax moved over to the doors, and opened them motioning for me to enter. Nodding to him as I pass, I cross the office, stopping in front of her desk. Looking back behind me at the closed doors, I ask Garala, “Another new one?”, turning back to look at her skeptically. She waved my comment away, and gestures for me to sit.
“Rosh, was caught talking to my competitors, he had to go. Loyal aides are hard to come by.” Garala stated as she sat down in her oversized plush chair.
Smirking and holding my hands out to the in front of me in a giving gesture, I say, “If you would just take me up on my offer to send you someone from my company, you wouldn’t have any loyalty issues.”
“Bah, whose loyalty would that person have? Mine? Yours?” She scoffed at me smiling. “You just want someone on my staff that can give you some inside leverage. I know you corporate types, always looking for an edge.” I feign ignorance to what she says, but smile because it is partially true. “Now, lets get down to what you are needing? Your message said something about needing supplies for a different company?” She said while looking at her datapad, then looking up at me quizzically.
“Yes, the Orian Authority. A newly formed law enforcement agency in the Orian System. I have been contracted to get a munitions and armor supply line set up for this new force. As of right now, the order that we are looking at is fairly small for this new agency, but I and they are certain that those numbers will increase as time goes.”
“I see.” Garala says with a frown forming. “I know who controls this Orian Authority.” She pauses, looking me over with far more scrutiny than I like. “Are you of those that control this Authority?” She asks, I don’t see her hands, no doubt that they are on a panic button under her desk.
“Me? A Sith? No, no, I’m just the head of the company that they’ve used dealt with before and knew that I could help them get what they want. Plus they are paying me handsomely for this.” I reply calmly so I don’t reveal anything to her of who I truly am, let her think that I’m just the middleman on this. I met her scrutinous gaze evenly, forcing the urge to us the Force to influence her that I’m not who she thinks I am. Even going so far as to suppress my Force presence just in case.
“You know, I would normally push this further, but I’ve been dealing with you for a while, and you shown nothing that would make me question you now.” Her hands come back up from under the table and grab her datapad to take notes or receive a file. “What supplies are they needing?”
“Anti-Riot Tangle Gun’s, Merr-Sonn Stun Batons, KZZ Riot Armor, G-20 Glop Grenades, and SG-4 Blaster Rifles. 200 each for starters, except the Glop Grenades, they are wanting 400.” I recited from memory. With each product name she was making notations on her datapad with a straight face, but when I told her the numbers, her eyebrows raised in shock disbelief.
“That’s a lot for a police force? And you said this was just the first shipment?” I nodded yes. Wow, I saw her mouth. “How are we setting up payment and delivery?”
“They’ve assured me that the funds would be transferred to one of my companies accounts that I’ve set up specifically for this on Umbara. As for the delivery of the equipment, we are having it shipped to my companies training grounds and they will send someone to pick it up.” She made a few more notes on her datapad before setting it down.
“Done, now that we’ve got that done. Is there anything else that you need. I was informed that you made your way through some of our staging areas before coming here. That’s not the way that Criax was supposed to take you. Anything you would like to tell me?”
Not missing a beat after she finished, and before her hand made it under that desk to her panic button. “Nah, you know us Umbarans, we’re able to influence those around us, though sadly it’s never worked with you. I was just curious about your operations here, nothing more.” I said giving her a small smile.
“Good, if there is nothing else, Criax will show you back to you ship.” At that moment, the doors to her office opened and Criax was standing there waiting to escort me to my transport. Thanking Garala, we left her office and made the normal way back to my ship in silence. At my ship, Criax said his little company pitch to leaving customers, said his farewells as I walked up the ramp. Once the ramp was closed, we took off, and just before we entered hyperspace back to the Covenant, I sent the Assembly a short message. It is done.