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[Sirocco]

Money and businesses. The Rangers may be a group of upstart mercs from Zonju V with a bit of skill in between a few of the grunts but none of them would have a bite to eat if it were not for P.R.I.C.E. Simply called PRICE by some to get by the annoying spelling of every single letter, this rangers were among the smartest and capable of all of the rangers. If there was a businesses transaction or an undercover mission and in severe cases, a need for assassination, PRICE was there to fill in for those that could not get the job done. Thanks to PRICE, the rangers were a reliable force to be reckoned with in Zonju because it was the "brainy business people" that brought in the pay checks and the bacon.

Not to mention that the capable marks man from PRICE broke the gruff and gritty trooper stereotype, people would be amazed at how good a businesses man could shoot.

It was that day that a businesses woman roamed down the corridors of Daedalus in a bit of a hurry to meet her appointment. Despite being a ranger how ever, this zeltron beauty wore no trench coat or stetson as she marched down the hall with a swagger only a zeltron could pull off. Grinning at the dumb faces of the boys even in her formal attire, Sirocco sported a businesses dress, comfortable shoes and glasses that hid her face a little bit wile keeping her hair up in a no-nonsense businesses bun. adding to the womanly look was the handbag strapped to her shoulder that completed her womanly look despite the fact that the bag kept a holdout blaster just in case. As a ranger, he was prepared and dressed well enough to fight comfortably enough but as a PRICE, she still needed to keep a professional look wile maintaining considerable mobility for the unlikely situation of a fight.

Daedalus is neutral ground after all......but that has never stopped despots in the past.

Arriving at the Argus Arms Daedalus branch, Marlen wandered if her partner would be here shortly and if he practiced businesses professionalism. They had a businesses proposal to pitch after all and they needed to look good to impress the Argus rep to show the Rangers were not only interested but that they meant businesses. Not doubting the rep was expecting 2 rangers and not one, Marlen needed to present herself with his fellow ranger before entering the building to start the meeting. Everything had to be PERFECT!

 

[Krajin]

Khalen had been running a touch on the late side of things by only a few minutes as he roamed the station to get to the meeting point. His ship had been a pain to dock here which slowed down his neatly prepared and primed schedule but a few minutes could be spared if most businessmen followed the same notion as he'd encountered of being late on their own accords as well. He'd ditched the armour in exchange for a set of very nice business style clothes designed for someone of his proportions. A long trench coat made from rather fine natural threads that was jet black, under that he wore a fairly standard high quality suit without a tie as ties really did clash and were far out of date in this day and age in his mind. He'd hidden his pistol and a few spare magazines on his back just above the tail. The acid filled hollow points being rather nasty to anything they came into contact with made for a nice comfort and deterrent.

He had a bracer mounted datapad with a small encrypted computer in it as well as a vocal recording device concealed within so that he could keep the talks recorded and so the rangers themselves had a recording of everything that went down. He wasn't the most talkative in terms of business deals but was best suited toward demonstrations and observing through that line. He spied his partner in this, a Zeltron woman.. what was her name.. Marlen? Either way the Trianii had little difficulty picking her out of the crowd as she stood out like a Red water Lotus from his home world amongst the massed crowds. Many of which were looking in this woman's direction, some looking rather envious of the shining beauty whilst others had more.. interesting interests being applied to their train of thought. Not something he liked to think about. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Khalen approached and gave her a nod. Even scouts can dress well if they have a gold plated Tailor droid telling them how to dress and describing their apparent get-up at the time as being 'uncultured and unrefined like a Hutts palace', whatever that meant. "Right." he said in a slightly accented voice and putting on a smile "You lead the way. Best impression enters first no?"

 

[Undine]

Spoiler: Apperance

~ Theme Song ~

Usmesa Lovus was the CEO of Argus Arms and had recently received an interesting request from a group of some sort of freedom fighters looking to make a deal regarding Argus Arms' next line of weapons. How exactly this group had come across such information was beyond Usmesa's knowledge as the company hadn't exactly been looking abroad. Regardless if these Waste Rangers had something of value, it would be foolish to just throw away the opportunity.

The [thread=43035]Lamian[/thread] made her way into the meeting chamber where she was to be discussing the potential partnership between Argus Arms and the Waste Rangers. As she entered with her secretary behind her she paused. "Lenovan, where are our guests? I was under the assumption that they were already here. Have they not yet arrived?" The young male human looked slightly confused as Usmesa's cold gaze cut through him. "Go find them for me then." She spoke in a blunt but emotionless tone of voice. It was that same tone that struck fear into her employees as well as other businessmen and women. In her line of work however it was a godsend and she utilized it in almost every encounter.

Usmesa made her way around the opaque glass table to take a seat at the head of the empty desk. Everything in the room was dull or dim grays and whites, and the only light in the room came from a full wallscreen behind Usmesa's desk, it showed a video of slow motion rainfall from a dull gray sky. It made an atmosphere that was both calming and intimidating, while the rare usage and strict level of cleanliness of the room made the the air stale. It's room temperature was even kept in the mid 60s so as to make people slightly nervous and uncomfortable. It had been designed personally by Usmesa for just such meetings as well as interviews. Those with a weak drive did not make it past the first few minutes, and it made liers all the more easy to spot.

On top of it all, Usmesa like most Lamians had a slight connection to the Force and this fact paired with her skills she had acquired over the years working for various companies made her acutely capable in such a situation. She sat overlooking a thin file that had been put together of information her company had gathered on the Waste Rangers beforehand. It was minimal and held nothing of true value to her. However it did give her a feel for who they were and what their goals were. The Waste Rangers held strong anti-pirate and anti-slavery sentiments, and if all went well Argus Arms might be able to turn their potential partnership into a PR stunt as well. "If I'm honest, I have no reason to say no, but that dosen't mean I won't make them sweat a little." The thought brought a smile to her pale face.​

 

[Sirocco]

Marlen had been pacing back and forth as she waited for her partner to arrive and come well dressed for the moment, he knew he looked like a dog but hopefully he had at least taken the time to comb his hair professionally. Having once been the senator for Zeltros and a business woman, she knew how to look good on a job like this which showed in the "uncharacteristic" way she looked for a zeltron. Damn it he was late, he could have come half an hour early if he was going to have problems getting there so he better look good.

Being approached by he colleague, she grunted at the sight she saw before pulling out a comb from her purse "you need a hair do, how are you supposed to work for PRICE if you cant arrive on time and look perfect? our client is a damn rancor of sticklers so we cant RISK it! Here let me help you, we are late....might as well look nice and do NOT wear that trench coat on the meeting" Marlen said as she began to try to comb him with the brush as fast as she could hoping his mane was at least workable.

Weather she succeeded or not or if he even allowed her to touch his hair, she bolted inside and looked as professional as she could with a posture of a princess. When she entered, Marlen's natural telepathic senses caught how stiff and stone cold corporation the environment was. Adding to the cold shiver that ran down her spine from her senses was the temperature of the air that felt most uncomfortable to the environment. Despite the Zeltron advantage of allowing her to predict the mental state of the CEO of the branch to allow her to respond properly, the environment was going to make it a challenge. It actually made Marlen second guess her abilities because they were based on emotion because if the person they were meeting ended up being as cold as hoth and as emotionally adamant, then it will be near impossible to predict her thoughts and actions.

Getting the plans passed will surely be a dose even with her Zeltron abilities which were cut in half knowing the suit was a woman.

 

[Krajin]

He looked down at the Coat he wore that was rather fashionable for the standard he himself had set all things considered. It was also the best he could afford, not being the most wealthy of individuals and with a taste in fashion that made him dangerous to it and not in a good manner, it was a miracle he came with a fitting ensemble. "I had a flamboyant Personality of a droid help me get all this set. I could of come with nothing at all and still been comfortable, but that's not acceptable in the galaxy at large right?" He asked in a rather gruff voice. "On top of that, first time on this station so I got lost, topped off with arguing with the damn tower to get a dock took some time." he had the look of a kid at this moment as she attacked the mane with a comb, he followed behind her and readjusted the coat and the shirt he wore underneath now, feeling incredibly self concious of himself now that she had pretty much pointed out the flaws in the outfit. He wasn't one to stand off against a superior in any case and this was one of those times to not do it.

The Trian stepped in behind her and as soon as she adopted the posture of the princess he took on the posture of well.. an upstanding, straight laced individual who had done this many times before. Confidence was oozing from him now as he had a straight posture, hands behind his back in an 'At attention' stance with his ears perked and forward. Keenly focusing on those present, even if the room and those in it had the emotion of a glacier on a frigid Hoth night. Clearly she was the one in charge and he made it known with the way he walked, just a touch behind and to the left even as he stood tall. He owed the Zeltron now and even moreso if he didn't screw this up, strangely enough he knew plenty of weapons and their uses so.. it might go one way or another!


(Apologies for not posting sooner.))

 

[Undine]

Just as Ms. Lovus' assistant, Lenovan, happened to be talking with the receptionist hoping to find out where the guests for Usmesa's meeting were, the Zeltron woman walking through the building's front door caught the young human's eye, but not as much as the well dressed man that walked close on her heel. The two walking forward toward the reception desk, caused Lenovan to feel his throat go dry watching the obviously successful man move in his direction. You two must be from the Waste Rangers, if you would prefer I'm willing to lead you to the room you'll be meeting with Usmesa Lovus, our CEO. His words came out clearly but held a slightly nervous undertone as he shook first the woman's hand and then that of the man who had caught his eye. "My name is Lenovan Genas, it is a pleasure to meet you, both." His face went red as he caught himself on the last word, making sure to make eye contact with the women as well. "Oh no, if Ms. Lovus thinks I'm being unprofessional at work she'll kill me, or worse have me fired." As the thought occurred to him, Lenovan accidentally took too long to turn around in order to lead the two Rangers to the meeting room. This embarrassment caused him to blush an even deeper shade of red than the chilled air already made his face appear.

Leading them down the hall to the lift that would take the three of them thirteen floors up to Usmesa's meeting room. The ride was rather awkward as he kept looking to the floor instead of the two guests before him in order to keep from blushing scarlet once again. Once they had made it to the correct floor, Lenovan walked them down the brightly light and ultra-modern decorated hallway leading to the proper room, making sure to open the door for the Zeltron woman and the man after her, blushing as the male Ranger passed by him before making eye contact with Usmesa who was watching him from behind the gray file in her hands. He quickly shut the door and walked back down the hallway to the lift so that he could have his mini-crisis in private.

Placing the file on the glass table before her, Usmesa smiled to the two strangers before her as they no doubt attempted to acclimate to the dim light and bare room that was such a contrast to the hallway just beyond the door. She had her right leg draped over the other at the knee under her black silk gown. The openness of her attire meant to cause another to see her as both elegant but as honest as well. Everything about the pa;e white woman from her gown to the bare room and the pale light of a rainy sky behind her served a single purpose, intimidation without hostility. Usmea gestured with her right hand to the two chairs in front of the table for them to sit as she spoke. "Please forgive my assistant, he is, how should I say, inexperienced in some aspects of life." The calm but amused tone she employed masked the laughter within her like a good wine upon an eager tongue. Speaking to them both, but looking directly at the male as she waited for them to take their respective seats.

Usmesa took care to seek out any detail of the two Rangers in front of her. The female Zeltron whom her employers no doubt that would have an easier time negotiating and Usmesa had to wonder about the woman's actual skills. If the Zletron relied to much on her pheromones she would find Usmesa less than susceptible to them. And then there was the man, professional looking but submissive to the women in front of him. She was clearly the leader of the two but he was more of a puzzle, but Usmesa wanted to leave that little mystery for later, after she got a better feel for the two Rangers. No need to immediately go prodding inside their minds or their emotions just yet, its better to let them get a feel for the vibe of the room first.​