The start of the operation

[Necro Stormborn]

Stats had worn his new robes and was starting to second guess them.. they were quite itchy. He was sitting in a shuttle about to dock at a space port on Cato Neimoidia. This was a luxurious world, full of cities with spas, and relaxing hotels, which of course cossted a hefty sum. Though for Stats, it was mere pocket change. He was filthy rich, and was about to become richer. The populace in colony one on Cato Niemoidia had been told of Garba's arrival a week in advance and had to prepare everything to his specifications.

He was in no mood for second rate, he was here to discuss business, and lay out a plan to wipe the hutts and the the other competitors out of the arms race. He would soon become the coin lord, not just another coin master for hire to turn profit. soon it would be his rules. Rules where you either wanted the product and paid his price, or you got nothing.

His accountant turned to him and spoke lightly. "Master they are awaiting your arrival, your room is ready, your theater tickets are ready and we have scheduled for a board meeting in 2 hours. the other guests will be arriving shortly."

Garba nodded and rubbed his horns on his forehead. It was a bad habit that most Zabrakians tried to hide. "I am pleased, make sure that you get a good security team aswell. I want the finest bounty hunters watching my back at all times, and i need several gaurds outside my room, in the lobby, and outside the doors of the hotel at all times. Clear?"


"Of course, as clear as the diamond you bought that girl on Carida two months ago." He smiled a toothy grin.

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OOC: didnt CG say something about no post going un responded too?

[Necro Stormborn]

Stats Garbas had rested in his luxorious hotel room, and was now, finally, readyto present to the board that had arrived and met with him on Cato.

He was walking to the confrence room, where he would reveal his new idea about using bespin, and was flanked by 6 men. His advisor, his accountant, and 4 body gaurds. purely there to make a point.. they were the muscle.. and they were not freindly.

The doors opened to the confrence room and Stats Walked in holding a brief, under his arm. the folder was full of papers that included information on the Current Tibanna gas flow from Bespin, the logistics on the Embargo on Bespin, and a few enclosed pages on what Stats was going to do to turn a profit.

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((Sorry dude, I'll start dividing my time more wisely))

Talgo never thought of going to such a luxurious place to plan for his next move. Being a Mandalorian, he only felt that going after bounties, roughing up some Mandalorian haters, restocking supplies, and drinking at a cantina was his life until a new Mandalore would rise.

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((infil this thread is for rich business constituents... talgo is with jorgun... while yes they are on Cato they should be in a different thread... i really dont care... but we should think about making another thread for doing research on dark jedi.. it soo weird casue all my characters are coming to Cato but can't meet lmao. ))

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Stats approached the confrence table and peered at each member on the council. He held his gaze with each for about 5 seconds then moved to the next, completely surveying the room. Once he had looked at everyone to make sure they were all assembled he began.


"My dear freinds... times are rough. War rages across the galaxy. The sith and the republic are at odds, going for each others juggular, while the Hutts sit on thier thrones in the outer rim. I am here to announce a new tommorow. A tommorow filled with Credits. My freinds, I introduce you to the Bespin Project. One of two projects about to start filling the market with our merchandise, giving us the ultimate monopoly. Tell me... Jin..." He turned to his nearest council men. "What is it in war that sells like wild fire?"

Jin replied rather quickly. "Guns."

Stats continued, "Correct! Now... what do guns need?"

Jin replied again, "ammunition?"

Stats was elated, "Correct again jin! Blasters need amunnition. And that mkeans they need Tibanna gas, The biggest place to get Tibanna gas is on Bespin. However, it is currently off limits.... which is why I have called this meeting to announce two new operations. On Bespin we will open a Racketeering operation, smuggling out Tibanna gas. This will give our factory the edge needed to over power the hutts in the underground arms race. SEcond, we will set up a camps on Kashyyk, enslaving the Wookies and taking advantage of the strife between them and the Zabraks. With the Wookies we can over take the underground market by force. Eventually we will have attacked the hutts and the exchange so severly that they will give in and we will have won. This operation needs to run smoothly, and be quiet. Furthermore, I have begun using the interlocking directorate system with several specialty weapons producers. And soon we wil have a conglomerate with the ship market and ship parts markets. In due time, we will be unstoppable. Today the underground. Tommorow the Galaxy." And with that Stats Garbas ended his long awaited speech about the underground Take over. He had not revealed that he had also begun hiring bounty hunters to takedown the various hutt king pins around the galaxy.

Now As Stats Garbas left the meeting chamber, he was no longer nervous, but relieved. He had explained how and what.. now it was time to put it all to work.