Ask [Belasco] Morning in the Museum

[Korre Belasi]

It was a day marked by chilled winds and cloudy skies on Belasco. Thanks to the rapidly approaching winter months, the warm salty breeze from the Great Sea had shifted with the changes in temperature, cooling the seaside city to a chilly forty-some degrees. It wasn't unbearable—even with the wind chill the temperature had yet to dip below freezing—but it was clear the citizens of Senta hadn't all gotten the memo yet. Half of them wore winter coats, half of them still figured shorts would be alright, and half took one look outside and decided today was not their day.

Korre never minded the cold weather. She liked how the wind bit against her skin, like little kisses of ice whenever it brushed against her cheek. She especially liked the reemerging winter fashion. There was nothing more cozy than a wool coat, a turtleneck, and a pair of nice, thick pants. In fact, that was exactly what she wore. The all black ensemble was broken up by the warm brown coat, which played up the ginger color of her hair.

Now that Korre had somewhat settled into her position as Prime Minister, she figured it was time to establish a relationship with the one galactic leader she had yet to meet with. She had met with the Jedi grandmaster just before the Galactic Senate, and though she and Emil had not spoken since she was a senator, they had met once before. That left only one person—President Thorne.

The Belascan woman had invited the man to tour the National Museum of Science and History in Senta, Belasco's capital, with her. Though she ran the chance of the tabloids losing their marbles over their meeting, Korre wasn't entirely worried about it. They were bound to to put something in the tabloids about her eventually anyways. Korre had already gotten clearance for Emryc ahead of time—he was already vaccinated—so the man would not be subjected to the usual health screenings and ship scans others would have to go through. She had done the same for Ilana and even Alex.

The Prime Minister waited patiently just inside the museum, biding her time as she sipped every so often from the lip of her coffee cup. On this particular day of the week at the museum opened early for private tours. Korre had been "lucky" enough to snag them one for the morning. She was looking forward to this meeting; she was incredibly curious about this ISC president.

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[Emryc Thorne]

Emryc was seldom late, but it was evident that Korre had arrived even earlier. A sleek speeder pulled up in front of the museum and the half Sephi exited while flanked by two droids. Though they wouldn’t accompany him every step of the way, they would certainly be poised at the entrance of each room he entered. Security around him had been drastically tightened since the kidnapping, and other galactic leaders simply had to adjust around it.

The tall diplomat climbed the steps to enter the museum, spotting the Prime Minister right away. He was adorned a bit more casual than usual, but still sported a dress shirt and a peacoat with boots. Emryc closed the distance and flashed the woman a polite smile, “Korre,” He said simply, continuing that running joke about being on first name basis.

Silver gaze briefly looked around the museum, and it was clear there was a glint in his eye. The half Sephi was a huge fan of history and had been eager about this being the sight of a meeting. Emryc had something in his hand that he extended towards her, “A strange gift, but a gift nonetheless,” He said simply.

If she looked through it, she would realize they were some of the earliest and original journals of scientists as they observed the very early trials of what would grow to become the AMS virus. This kind of intelligence was not accessible to Core and Mid Rim worlds, but the ISC was very close to Hutt space where it originated. These materials had been extracted during a lab raid.

“We donated much of it to MorataCorp,” Emryc explained, “But I wanted you to have a sample for your own studies and perhaps the GHO,” Original notes were invaluable to scientists. The formulas and observation results predated times before the virus ever became what it was today, back when it had been created as a soldier enhancement.

Emryc stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking around before glancing back at Korre with a half grin, “So, are you my tour guide?”

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[Korre Belasi]

"Emryc." A grin appeared on the Belascan woman's face when the man greeted her with her first name. She was still glad her mishap last year hadn't offended him. He seemed more than willing to roll with it, so she was more than willing to just laugh it off.

Blue eyes twinkled when he handed her the object. Korre accepted the gift with a thank you, and she immediately positioned her thumb on the edge of the pages so she could quickly flip through the pages to get a glance at the contents. He explained what it was as she did so. If the man's intent was to impress her, he had done well. Though she slipped it into her coat pocket to reserve for later, her mind was abuzz with excitement. Though her own studies had taken a hiatus since her election into the seat of Prime Minister, these notes were indeed invaluable.

"I am indeed." Korre replied with a chuckle, then turned her body to widely gesture at the beginning of the museum before them. "I've been here countless times. I believe you mentioned liking history at the opera, so I figured this would be a much more interesting than a stuffy office."

Korre moved forward and pressed a button on the wall, then gestured for Emryc to enter as the glass museum door slowly slid open. Once they were both inside, she would turn again to him and ask: "Any particular exhibits catch your attention?" There was a map right nearby with a list of exhibits. They ranged from the planet's history, to subject relating to Septorus and the planet's bacteria, to more galaxy-wide subjects like ancient empires, the Clone wars, etc.

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