Inconceivable…
Zentripoli could not believe the amount of time that passed in order to receive the parts necessary to complete hisprototype combat platform, but sure enough, the parts were delayed. As such, the Columi made a calculated risk to venture out in Nar Shaddaa without a modicum of protection. In fact, he was without his trusted human bodyguard as well, so the risk for catastrophe went up exponentially in the Columi’s mind. Alas, the Columi criminal never let opportunity pass, so he ventured out. His labor droid, Stevo, carried him in his small chair down the bridges that connected the spanning skyscrapers among the Corellian District. Over the right shoulder of Stevo was Beeswax, the salvage droid that helped out in transporting and protecting the Columi. While Stevo did the “heavy lifting”, Beeswax did everything else. Zentripoli’s sources told him that just on the other side of the bridge was an establishment that was owned and operated by a member of Crimson Dawn—more importantly, a member of the Five Syndicates.
To the little genius, this just meant that he needed to see her establishment and accurately gauge her to see if they could come to an understanding. In such close proximity on Smuggler’s Moon, it was advantageous to get to know your neighbors. It was a pleasant enough business model—a place of socialization combined with a place of technology repair. Consume her spirits while you wait on your repairs. The longer it takes, the more you drink—genius!
Zentripoli did a quick cost analysis and SWOT analysis on her business seeing that with the right “persuasion”, it could be quite possible. But for the moment? It could not be turning the kind of profit that would be satisfactory—this is where Zentripoli came in. With a glance, he could look at financials and make a plan to address any shortcomings in the business plan. Such was the life of being a super-genius…
Carried by “Stevo”, Zentripoli entered the large room at the front of Nightfall. The Columi’s sharp eyes scanned the area and quickly began to piece together the flow of the business: those seeking sensual companionship went to the rear of the room, those seeking beverage were on the left and the right side houses the computer repair. Quickly, the Columi got a lay of the land and assessed the risk to his physical form. The risk was low enough that he felt he could remain with minimal risk. A server girl came and asked what he would like, quietly regarding Zentripoli with curiosity. Obviously this twi’lek was “into him”—but Zentripoli decided he did not want to break the poor twi’lek’s heart, so he just carried on to the point, “Indeed--your assistance is timely, my lovely Rylothian native. Unfortunately, I do not have the bandwidth or margin to share my holonet codes to you for your pleasurable contact with me—I do apologize for the impromptu heartbreak I have enacted on you this very moment. Another time perhaps...I would like for you would afford me a kindness and tell the proprietor, Alais, that she has a guest that would love to commence dialogue on business matters..."
Sitting in the chair, held by the labor droid, it was a very interesting sight to behold, but the Columi simply saw it as business as usual…this was how life was for the Columi.,,
@Dread
Zentripoli could not believe the amount of time that passed in order to receive the parts necessary to complete hisprototype combat platform, but sure enough, the parts were delayed. As such, the Columi made a calculated risk to venture out in Nar Shaddaa without a modicum of protection. In fact, he was without his trusted human bodyguard as well, so the risk for catastrophe went up exponentially in the Columi’s mind. Alas, the Columi criminal never let opportunity pass, so he ventured out. His labor droid, Stevo, carried him in his small chair down the bridges that connected the spanning skyscrapers among the Corellian District. Over the right shoulder of Stevo was Beeswax, the salvage droid that helped out in transporting and protecting the Columi. While Stevo did the “heavy lifting”, Beeswax did everything else. Zentripoli’s sources told him that just on the other side of the bridge was an establishment that was owned and operated by a member of Crimson Dawn—more importantly, a member of the Five Syndicates.
To the little genius, this just meant that he needed to see her establishment and accurately gauge her to see if they could come to an understanding. In such close proximity on Smuggler’s Moon, it was advantageous to get to know your neighbors. It was a pleasant enough business model—a place of socialization combined with a place of technology repair. Consume her spirits while you wait on your repairs. The longer it takes, the more you drink—genius!
Zentripoli did a quick cost analysis and SWOT analysis on her business seeing that with the right “persuasion”, it could be quite possible. But for the moment? It could not be turning the kind of profit that would be satisfactory—this is where Zentripoli came in. With a glance, he could look at financials and make a plan to address any shortcomings in the business plan. Such was the life of being a super-genius…
Carried by “Stevo”, Zentripoli entered the large room at the front of Nightfall. The Columi’s sharp eyes scanned the area and quickly began to piece together the flow of the business: those seeking sensual companionship went to the rear of the room, those seeking beverage were on the left and the right side houses the computer repair. Quickly, the Columi got a lay of the land and assessed the risk to his physical form. The risk was low enough that he felt he could remain with minimal risk. A server girl came and asked what he would like, quietly regarding Zentripoli with curiosity. Obviously this twi’lek was “into him”—but Zentripoli decided he did not want to break the poor twi’lek’s heart, so he just carried on to the point, “Indeed--your assistance is timely, my lovely Rylothian native. Unfortunately, I do not have the bandwidth or margin to share my holonet codes to you for your pleasurable contact with me—I do apologize for the impromptu heartbreak I have enacted on you this very moment. Another time perhaps...I would like for you would afford me a kindness and tell the proprietor, Alais, that she has a guest that would love to commence dialogue on business matters..."
Sitting in the chair, held by the labor droid, it was a very interesting sight to behold, but the Columi simply saw it as business as usual…this was how life was for the Columi.,,
@Dread