Hi above the planet of Liana, orbital shipyards floated around the Ecumenopolis, below the hulking pieces of metal billions of people lived and worked, many for the tycoon that Artorigas had travelled here to see. The planet was less known for its enormous population or tactical location but of a signular product. The TIE Fighter, the headquarters for Sienar and Siena-Jaemus Fleet Systems, the renowned Starship design who had helped redefine space combat over the past century and a half resided on the planet. It was a strange thought that even though the Sith had seen a large number of there ships he had never once known that the planet of Liana was were they came from.
"Starport Valles to 'Wyvern', you have clearance to land on pad seventeen. Please approach at low speed." Cydric flicked to switch to accept the comm link and give the woman on the other line his acknowledgement. They had exited Hyperspace a short time ago and had made there way over to the orbital platform at a slow pace. Cydric had called ahead that two Sith Marauders had requested a meeting with the current CEO of Sienar-Jaemus Fleet Systems, it had received a panicked reply from the command tower and they were slowly moved around from the commercial side of the shipyard to the private entrances.
The traffic around the far side of the shipyard was light, only a few transports leaving the nearby hanger bays giving Cydric who was in the pilot's chair today and easy approach into bay seventeen. As they passed through the shielding keeping the oxygen in and the empty void out, the ship pivoted in place showing the landing ramp to the hanger bays internal doors. Already a small group had appeared all standing straight, prim and proper the correct greeting party for the Sith.
Artorigas moved away from the Co-Pilot chair and back into the personal living areas of the transport. He was already kitted out in his personal Armour of Wessex, the extravagance of the armour was made for this. To impress, to intimidate, to win the fight before he had spoken a word or swung a saber. Taking the helmet from the armour stand near his quaters doors he turned to his accomplice on the mission, the Zabrak Xeno. He to had recently risen from the rank of Acolyte and Artorigas had worked with the alien before both times to good success.
"I hope you brought your fancy clothes today Xeno, we are here as representative of the Sith Eternal." It was a lie Artorigas was here for Artorigas no one else, Xeno would be rewarded for his help, that was no skin of his back but otherwise it was for his gain. Not a Darth's and not The Eternals.
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