Ask Ships and Stations

[Lazarus Dantes]

The Sith empire continued to expand. One of its most recent acquisitions was the planet of Dagobah. A remote world of swamps and forests steeped in the force. The Sith had big plans for this planet, and to help facilitate these changes and also to facilitate the continued expansion of the empire a group of Sith have been tasked with securing a space station near Dagobah.

The space station was secluded and laid on the Rimma Trade Route. Its strategic position and low profile made it a valuable asset for the Empire, and it could serve as a hub for arriving and departing personnel and supplies.

Lazarus’ Nubian Royal Starship, The Silver Swan, approached the space station. “You are cleared for landing.” Said a voice over the speaker. “Acknowledged.” The pilot responded. The ship set down in one of the hanger bays. Lazarus was one of the Sith assigned to this mission. We was told that there would be other Sith involved in the mission but he did not know who, or what role they would play.

Lazarus was expected he had made an appointment earlier in the week. He had come with the intention of negotiating a deal with the owner of this space station, but if needed more aggressive tactics would be used. The Champion descended the ramp of his ship and was greeted by liaison. “Mr. Dantes?” Lazarus nodded. It appeared that he was the first to arrive. “Shall we wait for the rest of your party?” the liaison asked. Lazarus looked at his timepiece. “We’ll give them a few more minutes to arrive.”

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[Ryujin Izanagi]

Ryujin streaked through the darkness of space, the high pitched hum of his Impetus Interceptor echoing throughout the cockpit. A smile plastered over his face, he had not felt speed like this in a long time, too much time within the Inquisition was slow paced, hiding in shadows, sitting on Star Destroyers or Space Stations. So he enjoyed the times he got to just be a Sith Champion and rip through the stars pushing one hundred and twenty MGLT.

His holo-watch began to beep and flash at him, he sighed to himself as he pulled back on the throttle, it seemed fun time was up. Slowly rolling the interceptor to the right he pulled on the joystick and put it into an intercept course with the neutral station that he was today tasked with taking. Ryujin pumped the speed up on the run back but it was nowhere near the heights he just hit, but it at least gave him a little smile.

Landing was rather uneventful, the flight controller had tried to give him a hard time for the speed he was approaching at, but as soon as they were told he was a member of the Sith delegation they shut up rather quickly. The smaller craft landed next to Lazarus’ Starship and after touching down and depowering the engines Ryujin popped the canopy and hopped up.

Walking up to the other Champion and the greeting party he smiled. The confident swagger of someone not having to hide anything clearly seen on the man as he approached. Ryujin always enjoyed meeting people for the ‘second time’, he knew so much about them and yet they had not a clue about him. Well this side of him.

“Afternoon all.”

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[Wiley Winnz]

Spoiler: music

The Sith was garbed in his usual attire in the comfortable seat of his ship's cockpit. Music played from the Ossein's personal playlist inside his vessel. For now he was relaxed and enjoying his trip towards this meeting. Whether or not it would turn into something beneficial was yet to be seen. Things could always be handled by the edge of a saber or at the end of a turbo laser when it came to Sith Deals.

The Champion of the Dark Side would have to ask his cohort how he acquired one. Usually they were reserved for only the Naboo elite. He thought he was Corellian. Regardless, Wiley also hoped to see the inside of the ship since he had never seen one up close before.

Following the fast moving Impetus interceptor, appropriately named in Wiley's mind, was the form of Wiley's starblade starfighter. The man was flanked by three similarly equiped pilots. Further behind them were two Gozanti bulk cruisers with compliments of TIE/FO starfighters.

"Have the Gozantis dock and begin resupplying. I'll keep you updated and keep your eyes on your scanners." They weren't to engage or make hostile actions towards the space station, yet. But that didn't mean there were not other reasons to be on one's guard out here. "Aye aye. We will have fighter pilots standing by, Champion Winnz." The captain confirmed the delegated duties.

"Reaper squadron, on me." He said to the other Sith Empire pilots in starblades. They replied back in confirmation. The man would accelerate away from the small group of Sith starships. The sleek black forms of the BM-626 models slipped closer towards the station and were unmistakably identified as being a part of the arrival group. Just a simple direction on which hangar bay to land in was all that was given and the four ships came in for a landing neatly near the other Sith's ships.

Wiley was the exception among the pilots as he wasn't wearing an armored flight suit. They would remain with their ships and astromechs for the time being. The Champion didn't need bodyguards at this time. They were more than just pilots and were seasoned fighters. Surviving the outer rim and the Sith Empire to its present day took skill and luck. Now they had years of of hard won experience and the markings to prove it. The station staff would think twice about taking advantage of their latest arrivals.

Looking around from behind the emotionless visage, the man approached the other Sith cooly. There did not seem to be much of a waiting party for them. "Haven't missed the party yet have I?"

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[Lazarus Dantes]

Not long after Lazarus arrival the other two Sith arrived, each in his own ship. Ryujin had arrived with little pizazz other than the fast approach. As the champion met up with the other Sith Lazarus saw a look on the man’s face that told him Ryujin was experiencing some sort of hidden joy that Lazarus didn’t know about. Wiley, in contrast to Ryujin, arrived with a bit more style. He had arrived with an entire entourage, which was not a bad idea depending on how things unfolded in the near future.

“Gentlemen.” Lazarus greeted them. “The party is just getting started.” He said in response to Wiley. Lazarus had never met either of these champions before, but was looking forward to getting acquainted with them and they seemed like a capable bunch if things got dicey. With a nod to the liaison the small group was off.

As they walked through the space station they passed many different room that filled various purposes. They passed several of the personnel that manned the station, and there were several security features that were present as well, such as cameras and turrets. Lazarus took note of everything. While he hoped for peaceful negotiations he also knew that it may come down to more aggressive tactics.

The trio had been tasks with taking this space station one way or another. Failure was not an option. After walking with what seemed like forever, the group finally stopped outside a plain looking door. “Please wait here.” The liaison instructed the champions as she disappeared though the door. She returned moments later and addressed the trio. “Mr. Halter will see you now.” She gestured for them to enter the room

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[Ryujin Izanagi]

Not long after he greeted Lazarus the third member of their little ‘negotiating’ party arrived, it seemed the Lazarus brought the prestige and Wiley the power to back it up. The starfighters would definitely show that the Sith meant business in this meeting, if it was a blessing or a curse. They would have to wait and see. "I hope there is cake." He replied to them both with a smile, before falling in line behind Lazarus.

The trio made their way through the station, with the amount of security you wouldn’t really call it a trading station. But you have to remember that this was the Outer Rim and violence was the currency much of it dealt with. Eventually they were stopped outside a small office, the little lobby was well presented if not a little plain. It could do with a little more colour or maybe a plant or two, Ryujin thought. “How many fighters did you bring?” He asked Wiley as they waited.

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[Wiley Winnz]

Today felt like it would go in the same direction as any other day for the Sith. He was here on business, not pleasure, but would probably take some enjoyment out of this inevitable victory. As the trio of Champions walked, Wiley's gloved hands would gently close before relaxing. His mind thought about the times he was able to pull the firing controls on his starship, or when he tightened his grip around that Jedi at the invasion of Wayland. Phantasm's cracked mask now hung attached to his belt as a trophy and reminder to anyone that recognized it. The man did not expect to see any Jedi here today but that didn't mean there wasn't a chance for violence.

All the same, Wiley knew it could be easier simply to convince the station owners rather than directly attacking them. His memories of domination and bloodlust pulled the edges of the shadows along the corridors, lengthening their appearance and giving others a moment's pause before giving Wiley a wide birth. The shade would not completely darken things but certainly give an ominous aura to the arriving Sith.

Even as Wiley replied, the lights remained dim compared to the glow and brightness when they had first come. "A dozen. Why?" That included the starblades he and his squad had flown in with. There was a chance the station could have enough defenses to not be stopped without crippling the gozanti bulk cruisers. He would prefer to wait until they had finished resupplying or until there was an obvious sign the stations staff were going to make hostile actions towards the delegates.

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[Lazarus Dantes]

“Shall we?” Lazarus said looking at his sith companions. He made his way through the doorway and into a small office. There was a desk with two chairs on the side closest to the sith trio in the far left corner there was a small tree and in the opposite corner from that was a water cooler. On the other side of a desk sat a Toydarian. “Come in, come in.” he said waving the three human to come closer. “Rita, get us an extra chair.” The liaison nodded before disappearing and then reappearing with a third chair. She pushed it close to the other two chairs that were already present. “Please, sit, sit.” Said Halter, the Toydarian, as he gesturing for the Sith to have a seat. Lazarus pulled out a chair and had a seat.

“I didn’t know there would be so many of you.” Halter stated looking over each of the champions. “My apologies.” Said Lazarus as he stared at Halter. He had not expected a Toyardian to be in charge of this space station. He had hoped that negotiations would go smoothly with a little mental manipulation, but that was out of the question now. The sith went on to introduce himself and his companions. “I am Lazarus. This is Ryujin and Wiley.” He gestured to each of his fellow sith. “No matter, no matter. I assume you’re here to discuss business.” Lazarus nodded in reply

 

[Ryujin Izanagi]

Ryujin looked over at Wiley, “Just curious that's all. If shit hits the fan it's nice to know how many laser cannons are on your side.” He replied, shrugging his shoulders before turning back to Lazarus as they were led into the room with the station head. Like Lazarus he too was surprised by the species of the chairman/manager/owner. He was expecting human or at least humanoid considering their location within the galaxy, but they would have to make do.

Ryujin took the third seat pulling it up to the side of the others forcing the Toyardian to have to turn his head to speak to all three. It was a simple trick but one which worked well in conversations such as this. “Ideally we are looking for a management shuffle which will benefit all involved?” Ryujin answered, the overly large eyes on the alien took on a little surprise and the Inquisitor could already feel the walls for the man flying up. “Of course we would like to keep as much of the existing structure as possible.”

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[Wiley Winnz]

Wiley did not reply to Ryujin but he wasn't wrong. Half of the trouble to get a space station in any sense of decent shape was to try and capture it without causing structural damage. The Sith were already onboard and the Gozanti bulk cruiser that was resupplying while the talks went underway could be called at a moment's notice. The Champion knew that simply being docked with the space station meant one normal obstacle a void-assault was already out of the way. Under Wiley's digression, the compliment of troops could begin moving in to secure a beach head on the station or conduct themselves in any way he saw fit. The same could be said for the trio of pilots that were Wiley's escort. Each were units that knew they could serve a purpose under the man's direction and thus remained poised for new commands.

The meeting room was nothing ostentatious and the fact that a toydarian was the master of this station caused one of Wiley's eyebrows to perk up underneath his mask. The toydarian was sitting, not flying which was a rare sight though he wondered at the same time why he didn't see it more frequently. They had such small wings. The man was aware their guts or something was what probably made them buoyant.

The man said nothing as he entered. As in the hall ways, the shadows would deepen slightly around the Sith Champions. Slowly and calmly the dark sider would look at the rest of the room with what either could be a search for threats just as much as an interest in redecorating. It would be under new management soon enough after all. All this to simply add to the entrance of the Sith and to establish an understanding of who the toydarian was dealing with.

Lazarus seemed more like the type of person picked for this mission for the fact he was diplomatic. For now Wiley would remain silent. His posture was relaxed and calm while the first talks were conducted, only speaking if things perhaps drew on too long and he got bored.

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[Lazarus Dantes]

As Ryujin began to speak it was clear that the Toyardian was made a little uneasy. The alien knew who he was dealing with. Lazarus had told him that they were working on behalf of the empire. “What do you have in mind?” The Toyardian ask.

Lazarus leaned forward in his chair “As my friend mentioned,” he gestured to Ryujin, “we are looking to use your fine space station here.” The Toyardian’s gaze made its way back to Lazarus. “We are willing to purchase it from you, of course.”

“How much?” The Toyardian replied quickly. Lazarus smiled and pulled a piece of paper that was folded in half out of his pocket. He opened it briefly to inspect what was written on it. He folded it back up and slid it across the desk to the Toyardian. “Will this work for you?”

The Toyardian sat himself up in his chair and placed his hand on the paper and slid it the rest of the way to himself. The alien opened the paper and stared at the figure on the paper for a moment. He looked back up at the trio of sith looking at each of them in turn. He nodded. “This will do. How soon can you get me the money?”

“I will arrange for the transfer now.” Lazarus replied pulling out a data pad to authorize the transaction. “Excellent, excellent. How about a tour while we wait for it to go through.” Said the toyardian. His tiny wings began to flap and he was levitated off the chair. Bobbing through the air the blue skinned being made his way over to the door.

Lazarus looked at his two companions. “Shall we?” He stood up, scooting his chair back as he did so

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