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Aren fixed fixed his eyes on Rick Mantrell. The young CNN reporter had balls, but he needed to learn how to whip that tongue of his into shape. Anger in his eyes Aren raised a hand in a gesture of speech and opened his mouth, only to be interrupted. He felt before he heard, as red hot plasma...

"It is no surprise to me that Mr. Makr. denies these claims!" Krass said, on stage, "Mr. Makr was indeed there, as was Ambassador Desajilic." Aren limped to the side of the stage and lifted his pant leg up, to reveal the cybernetic leg "Would I fake this?! Would I cut my own leg off to drag the...

Aren begrudgingly signed the document and looked up, "Will that be all?"

Aren saw the young reporter in the crowd, one of the CNN reporters if he remembered correctly, and returned the man a short wave. Likely the man would not be waving back to him after he heard Aren's speech. Aren limped a bit as he got out of his seat, his cybernetic chafing and aching from the...

"Four percent." Aren countered shortly. The CEO was being slightly generous, though Aren was furious and wouldn't settle for less. "PriceCorp will be awarded semi-exclusivity, with other fuel companies on retainer for financial and resource security, as will CzerkaShipping. The Chromium Standard...

Corellian Embassy, Chandrilla ***ATTN AREN KRASS REVEALS TRUTH BEHIND ABDUCTION AND INJURIES*** That was how the press release had read, followed by the time, and the date that Krass would appear before the Republic. He had prepared a stage outdoor infront of the Corellian embassy. He had...

Krass had little to say to the man, thus, he said little. He looked the man dead in the eye, his defiant eyes locking with Alpha's crazed eyes. He lifted his chin up and through his tight lips said "This galaxy will be ideal when each and every one of you fuckers is dead and buried."

"Your corruption runs deeper than a Sarlacc Pit, Voren." Aren spat back, clearly still disgusted with the other man. "We will be willing to sell you fifteen year bonds, at a very low interest rate. We aren't interested in loans, though may engage in semi-exclusive loosely binding contracts with...

Aren glared at Voren for a long moment "Leave your entourage here. You can have one one assistant." He spun on his heels, two CorSec guards passing with him into a meeting room, another two flanking the door to keep unauthorized personnel out. Once inside Aren sat down at the head of the table...

Aren too, attended the meeting in which stability might be found for his planet. He was attended by several officials, aides, and loads of CorSec guards. He frowned slightly at Voren "Were it not for your news agency, this would never be an issue. Had your bloodhounds not hounded me over my...

Krass rolled his eyes at the man, as he slid a little back, anger beginning to creep onto his face to replace some of the fear "ANd what do my policies matter to you? You know them well, I assume." He spat at Alpha, hopefully managing to hit the man's face, or at least his leg.

Aren's face was tired, pinched, and scared. It was the face of an old man in pain, and scared for his life. A man that had spent a life time amassing power and connections to fight his battles for him, but one that had not seen a day of combat, save for harsh words in a senate rotunda. He...

"Of Course, ambassador, I own minor stocks in Corellian Engineering. What a scandal that stockholders of Corellian Engineering may profit from contracts with them. Hell, while we are at it let us fear that the senator from Thyferra may reap reward from the increased bacta sales that war would...

Aren stepped up to his microphone podium, "Ladies and Gentlemen of the Senate. We have allowed Senator Malmourral to grandstand this bill due to her personal vendetta against me, and so far it has succeeded. My bill is not one of hiring a PMC. It is a two part bill. The first part states that...

"The chancellor shall be elected bye the senate, and the Head of State shall be elected via popular vote, with eight year terms." He wasn't pleased about having to do this, but the more he fought, the more he hemorrhaged. This was simple logic, stop the beading.

He thought about it for a moment, it was a hard decision to make. Giving up his power would be difficult, as he enjoyed the immunity and privilege, but the protesters were at the walls, and their torches were lit. If he didn't stop the bleeding... there would be nothing left of his empire by the...

"And what kind of 'reform' is it you want to see, Voren?" Krass asked, genuinely curious as to what it was Voren was suggesting. He stood from his perch and crossed the floor, pouring a drink from one of his cub-bards as his listened for Voren to reply.

Aren shook his head "It won't be." he sat on the edge of the table, "But tell me, do you agree with what I'm doing here? Do you agree for my pushes for security in the senate? If CNN were to be a reflection of your opinion, I would think you didn't." He tapped his hands on the table, "I know...

The man seated next to Krass shot him an irritated look before Krass nodded. The other four individuals stood and filed out of the room. Once they were alone Krass stood "We aren't attempting to buy off CNN Voren, but you aren't doing yourself any favors. In future negotiations I may not be...

Aren had been seated on the bench before Valla had arrived. When she did arrive they spoke briefly, and she had extended her confidence to him. He stood from his seat and made his way out of the bench. He wore a deep black suit, with a matching vest and tie, and a white shirt underneath. He...