Telti
N-10
[Open to FWA Opposition]
Vaz stood on board his private Nightsweeper II-Class Star Yacht, his pilot team and a small security detachment standing with him. His hovering pram buzzed lightly as he floated about the lounge of the Yacht.N-10
[Open to FWA Opposition]
A moment later the Yacht detached from the Starhawk III-class Battleship, and headed down towards the planet's surface, it was an old moon, with old factories littered about its domed habitats.
This was a diplomatic mission, to discuss with what representataion existed on Telti if they wished to stay with Free Worlds Alliance or join the Republic. The diplomatic overtures required to arrange the meeting were simple, given the planet's small population and the lack of importance the planet held to the FWA.
The Battleship hanging in low orbit could be seen from the ground, and once Vaz's Yacht landed he hovered out of the ship and looked up to see just how much it was looming over them.
Vaz smiled as he was met with the low level staff that would shower him with pleasantries, and offers of refreshments and sustainance, to all Vaz would politely decline, he had made sure to eat beforehand and had properly hydrated as well, this diplomatic meeting was of importance, and needed not to be interrupted by something as trivial as eating or drinking.
The entire habitable area of the planet held the same decorative theme... industry.. even the room Vaz was ushered into was more of an employee break room than a home to diplomacy, it did not bother him however his Kuat held a similar ascetic.
It would be a short time, but finally whomever had been assigned, or whoever had drawn the short straw, to meet him arrived. Ah hello, it's a pleasure, thank you for agreeing to meet with me.. Vaz would say, his hovering pram keeping him about chest height on the average human so his eyeline met most other people's.