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Post by Darksword on Mar 15, 2009 19:53:02 GMT -5
As he worked for the day, Nalar had been bored. Coruscant wasn't the same as Kuat, and the lack of his labs was a killer to himself. He sighed loudly then stood up from his desk, in one of office rooms at the top floor of his companies' tower. He walked over to the large transparisteel window, looking out from the tower at the constant air traffic and the endless amount of metal landscape. He continued to watch for several minutes before he turned and walked back to his desk, sat down and pulled up his console. He typed in a command then brought up a list of any trade partners in system or planetside. He noticed several minor of his trading partners and buyers were on the planet, though up in space, there was one old blip that showed a ship, more specific to be a freighter, in orbit. He tapped his fingers together then shrugged and tapped the blip on his screen, pulling up all the info on it. It brought up the last hologram of the freighter taken, the owner, communications numbers, and a ID symbol and coding. He typed in the communication codes, bringing up a private communication with the orbiting freighter. He waited a moment before it finally answered, quickly saying. "This is Nalar Queyan, President of GWL. I believe you may be looking for some business down here, as you are one of my trading partners...." He waited for a reply, tapping his finger down on desk. He silently looked over a report as he listened to whoever spoke over the COM unit, then pulled over a blueprint of a new blaster rifle type he was working on currently. OOC: Ok everyone, this is a open RP, though I would like it if you asked on here in OOC before just barging in. Thanks everyone and hope you all would be interested in joining !!!
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Mar 15, 2009 20:48:33 GMT -5
Post by Synth on Mar 15, 2009 20:48:33 GMT -5
Up until now, Ilia had been traveling aboard his defunct Master's freighter. The ship's computer screen lit up in different shades of light blue, and dark tones of red, as if highlighting GWL's importance, and the overall importance of receiving the 'call'.
"This is Nalar Queyan, President of GWL. I believe you may be looking for some business down here, as you are one of my trading partners...." - Said the voice over the com-link. Sound passed by the ship's speaker, seamlessly injected into Ilia's senses. It seemed to be another one Nei'Ro's clients. There was no point in ignoring the request for a conversation... it might prove to be beneficial in the future.
"I apologise for the inconvenience, Nalar Queyan... This is my Master's ship. When he... passed away... I inherited his ship, along with his clients. How may I be of assistance to you?"
Ilia greeted Nalar as the holographic projectors began activation. They captured the essence of his speech and his factions, the calculated tone with which he spoke, and the way his lips curled into a polite and cold smile. They would carry such essence to Nalar in shades of monotone blue, greys and black.
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Mar 17, 2009 17:45:46 GMT -5
Post by Darksword on Mar 17, 2009 17:45:46 GMT -5
Nalar tapped a control on his console, activating the holoprojector, sending his own image and bringing up Ilia's. He studied him a moment before grinning himself, his grin being almost warm and pleasant, though his eyes being ice cold and calculating. "I understand, and I am sorry of your master's demise.... Now, if I remember correctly, your master provided me with a few random items of worth from here and there, and occasionally some lightsabers..." His grin froze for a moment, obviously annoyed.
"Though they were worthless.... Now, I might as well replace his account with your name.... Anyways Mr. Ilia, I believe I may have some business for you, if your looking for work. That, or if your looking for some new items, I could always make you what you request, personally, for a certain fee.... Now, would you happen to be looking for either or by chance, both?" He fell silent, his grin fading as he awaited Ilia's reply, his mind already racing with possibilities on how this may benefit himself, either way the man chose.
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Mar 18, 2009 15:33:15 GMT -5
Post by Synth on Mar 18, 2009 15:33:15 GMT -5
The situation and sudden conversation were completely unexpected/ Ilia registered the other's words while carefully inspecting every tone, every word. The mention of the 'lightsabers' his master used to sell made Ilia smile, his lips curling awkwardly into a tentative smirk versus Nalar's frozen and abrasive grin .- '... Indeed... That was my Master. ' -
Ilia could already guess Narlan was interested in his own benefit. Narlan would exploit Ilia for his own wealth, or interest, Ilia thought... but it was, in the end, uncertain. This was business, and from it Ilia could gain something too. But just what? Toys? Work? What sort of work? Ilia chose his words carefully, and even allowed the conversation to idle for a few brief moments as he pondered.
'What do you have to offer, Narlan? And what could I offer you?'
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Mar 18, 2009 18:53:06 GMT -5
Post by Darksword on Mar 18, 2009 18:53:06 GMT -5
Nalar grinned again. "I can offer you work to gather certain materials or items for me.... I will in return pay you a large sum or make you a custom item.... Or I can provide you with many things for the right fee.... Either choice is fine with me, as I have plenty of work and plenty of time to make new weapons or designs for the right payment.... What is your choice?" He leaned forward, placing his elbows on the desk and staring intently at Ilia, awaiting his reply silently, his face totally blank except his eyes which were intent on the image of Ilia.
ooc: I hate short posts. *slaps self*
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Mar 18, 2009 19:12:48 GMT -5
Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 18, 2009 19:12:48 GMT -5
King Vortigern Procyon and a small team of bodyguards made their way through the building. He was looking for the office of a Mr. Nalar Queyan. Nalar was a weapons manufacturer from Kuat, and this was Vortigern's chance to get get some weapons for the Empress Teta military.
Vortigern stopped an information droid, and said "I am looking for the temporary office of Nalar Queyan. Do you know where it is?" the Droid froze, and said "PROCESSING.....Nalar Queyan. Down the hall, first door on the left." Vortigern smiled and said "Thank you." and then he and his group marched down the hall, and finding the office, knocked on it three times. He may be a King, but it was still rude to barge in on someone, especially in their place of business.
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Mar 18, 2009 19:18:41 GMT -5
Post by Darksword on Mar 18, 2009 19:18:41 GMT -5
Nalar turned in his chair, staring at the hologram of Ilia for a moment longer before turning his gaze to the door. He tapped a button on his console and the door slid open. "Come in, come in...." He eyed the man, thinking to himself a moment before he said. "I take it you are someone of importance.... And you seem familiar..." He motions to a chair in front of his desk. He turned back to the hologram and said. "Think about my offer.... Either way, we both benefit." He nodded in farewell, then quickly shut off the connection, though remembering to send a comm code to his personal com-link and the Holo-Net projectors on his private ship and his offices on Kuat. He turned to the new arrival and sat back, crossing his arms. "Now, what can I do for you?"
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Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 18, 2009 19:23:10 GMT -5
Vortigern entered and then, sat down where the man motioned him too. "Thank you. I am King Vortigern Procyon of Empress Teta. I come on behalf of my people. I hear you are a weapons manufacturer on Kuat. I wish to hire you to produce blasters for my military."
(Short I know, but the show must go on.)
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Post by Synth on Mar 18, 2009 19:25:31 GMT -5
'Thank you for the offer. I'll take it into consideration. ' With a polite nod, Ilia smiled as the communications were cut, and his ship's computer proceeded to shut off the holo-projectors.
Master Nei'Ro helped Ilia even in his death. Through Narlan Ilia could gain influence, and the necessary resources to continue his little 'trip' through the galaxy. At the moment Ilia did not see 'necessity' reflected in his routine life. He survived well by following his master's craft... forging false lightsabers to clients and aristocrats that wished to wear the jedi's priced sabers on their mansion, or penthouse, walls.
Ilia laid his head back on the pilot chair's leather... letting it sink into the cold fabric. Space held his ship suspended above Coruscant's orbit, aloof above the city's skies, left to linger as long as he saw fit.
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Mar 18, 2009 19:33:27 GMT -5
Post by Darksword on Mar 18, 2009 19:33:27 GMT -5
Nalar arched a eyebrow in surprise, though he smiled widely. "Well I welcome you your Majesty to my humble offices.... Blasters you say....?" He considered, thinking a moment. He nodded. "I can provide that. Though I would like to see a blaster of your military's, and if you are interested in more then just blasters, maybe vehicles, new explosives, even ships, I can even provide that too...." He chuckled. "I can provide about anything for military groups, from common weaponry and other things to experimental technology.... Now for the blasters...." He stood and put a hand forward, palm open, silently requesting a blaster for inspection.
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Mar 18, 2009 19:40:25 GMT -5
Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 18, 2009 19:40:25 GMT -5
Vortigern shifted in his seat a moment, and smiled. "I hear from my father-in-law on Kuat, you should know him, he was a powerful ship manufacturer until his accident, Adalberto Arcturus. Adalberto says that you are the best he's seen in a long time. When I heard you were on Coruscant, I knew I had to ask you of this."
"Ships, explosives, and vehicles you say? Well we'll see how the blasters come along first. Now, you need an image. Very well." Vortigern turned to one of his guards and said "Felkar, show him the hologram." Felkar nodded, and pulling out a HoloRecorder, set it down on the desk and activated it. An image of a sleek blaster rifle popped up. "Well, do you think you can create it?" Vortigern asked eagerly.
OOC: You can describe the blaster rifle in any way you want.
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Post by Darksword on Mar 18, 2009 19:48:03 GMT -5
Nalar leaned forward, examining the hologram of the blaster. He thought to himself for several minutes then said. "I can. If done right, won't be too expensive and should be affective. I can get it done within 2 weeks." He tapped the HoloRecorder, shutting the image down. He took the projector and stuck it in his pocket, then sat back down in his chair. "Would there be anything else? Or anything specific that you would like for the blaster? And with the new equipment, I have several choices already that are available.... Such as battle armor, some missile types I've been experimenting with, some ground vehicle types, etc....... Would there be anything that you would be interested in specifically? I can build about anything that is military in origin...."
He grinned and sat back. "And yes, Mr. Adalberto is correct, I am one of the best in the business, in many ways better then even Genesis Inc." He chuckled, then waited till his Majesty replied. While he waited, his mind was already going through mental image after image of his current projects that may be sold here, and new ones he had been considering for a while.
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Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 18, 2009 19:53:05 GMT -5
When Nalar asked him if he needed anything, Vortigern thought a second, and then motioned Felkar over to him. Vortigern whispered something in Felkar's ear, and then Felkar whispered something back. Vortigern let out a chuckle and replied "It appears my military has recently aguired some defective armor. Never trust Czerka Corperation and their pledge that everything they sell is 'Top of the Line' Bah! I am interested in seeing your armor. It will be expensive, but my planet has the credits." Vortgern waited for Nalar to show the armor, either physically or via hologram.
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Post by Darksword on Mar 19, 2009 14:43:31 GMT -5
Nalar nodded slowly, thinking. "Well, I have several types of armors available, many of them experimental designs. Don't have many common types of items in this company." He reached forward and tapped a command into the console. A second later, a two suites of armor flickered onto the holoprojector. Nalar tapped a control on the console and the one on the right enlargened.
"This here is the NHA-01 Mark I. It is a heavy assault, powered battle armor, meant for anti-vehicle action, sieges, heavy assaults, and some anti-infantry. It contains four blaster cannons, two medium two small, a mortar launcher, and a arm rocket launcher. It is about approximately 13 feet tall. It has a decent sensor system, heat, motion, and infared, and a decent HUD system. Basically, its almost a vehicle in firepower. I sell a few suites now and then, but I've found it is too slow and un-maneuverable for most combat." He tapped the button again and that armor minimized to be replaced by the other armor.
"Now this is the NHA-01 Mark II, a much better made and modified version of the Mark I. It is heavy powered battle armor suite for infantry, meant for frontline combat, infiltration and saboteuging, behind enemy lines action, and a excellant anti-infantry and light-vehicle. It is very recommended for Spec Op squads. It contains a advance sensor and HUD system, containing motion, heat, and infared. It's combat systems contain a wrist blaster, wrist vibroblade, flamethrower, grenade launcher, and a dart shooter, also four magnetic clamps along the armor the hold one hand-held weapon each. Also it has a small shield unit that would allow the armor to take several direct blaster shots or a explosion before collapsing and the armor itself taking the beating. Luckily, the shields regenerate by the armor's power supply, a Fusion Power BackPack. It increases the individual's strenght, speed, and agility by a small amount as well. It is probably our best armor, and actually cheaper then the Mark I, though only by a small amount."
He tapped a button and the hologram returned to normal, showing the two armors. "Would either of them interest you? They both are expensive but are excellant for their roles. I am willing to sell a shipment of either of them to you." He fell silent as he waited for a reply.
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Mar 19, 2009 14:52:02 GMT -5
Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 19, 2009 14:52:02 GMT -5
Vortigern watched and listened as the armor popped up and Nalar described them. When the Mark II armor popped up, Vortigern smiled and after Nalar was done, Vortigern began to talk. "Your armor looks to be of the finest quality. I am rather intriqued by your NHA-01...Mark II was it? I will purchase that Mark II armor. Though I wonder if you have enough for ten thousand soldiers, already prepared and ready to be sold?"
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Post by Darksword on Mar 19, 2009 14:57:49 GMT -5
Nalar arched a eyebrow, then chuckled. "Im not sure if you could afford that many suites... Each of them is approximately 500,000 to 600,00 credits each. Im not sure how much you have available to buy with but if you do....." He grinned widely. "I can have that many built in approximately three weeks at the most. Two if you give me a reason to put some of my other projects on hold.... Anyways, what do you think?" He crossed his arms and sat back, eyeing Vortigern carefully for his reaction and reply.
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Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 19, 2009 15:05:48 GMT -5
Vortigern remained expressionless as Nalar told him the price. "600,000 per suit you say? Well, that's a tad bit steep. Perhaps I would be able to purchase them in chunks. A thousand suits for now. Once the suits are on Empress Teta, I will transfer the credits to you. Is that agreeable?"
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Post by Darksword on Mar 19, 2009 19:24:10 GMT -5
Nalar thought a moment then nodded. "That is acceptable. I will have that shipment done within the week." He tapped in a quick report and command, then sent it along fast transmission to his factories on Kuat. He turned back to Vortigern. "Would there be anything else your interested sir? If not, would you be interested in a vdieo feed of the NHA-01 Mark II in action? I have several recordings that are available." He sat back in his chair, waiting.
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Post by Lucilius Solo on Mar 19, 2009 19:37:25 GMT -5
Vortigern thought a moment, and then replied "I think that will be all I require. And very well, show me the recordings." Vortigern waited for Nalar to activate the recordings.
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Post by Darksword on Mar 19, 2009 20:09:19 GMT -5
He nodded then tapped a button on the console. The holographic projector came to life again, showing a crystal clear image of a large metal chamber, about 40 feet wide, 60 feet long, in a rectangular shape. At one end was a single man in the NHA armor, and at the other end a bunker with turrets, men in blast armor, and barricades, along with a small wall of barricades in front of the bunker with men behind them. A man in the background said over a mic, the camera obviously being in a control room. "Alright, this is test #2. Test, begin!"
The men at the bunker, a total of 20, suddenly go alert, crouching, aiming, readying themselves. The man in the NHA armor shook himself, seeming to ready himself. After a second, the men at the bunker open fire, the chamber filling with laser fire. The moment they did, the lone NHA user charged forward, going at surprisingly fast speeds and avoiding about 95% of the laser fire. One blast took him in the shoulder, seeming to not affect him as a shimmering field can be seen surrounding his body now, obviously a shield. He continued to charge forward, his arms coming up and pointed towards the bunker. Blaster bolts poured from his wrist while his other arm fires a grenade, taking down several of the men and making a large hole in the barricade wall.
The NHA user suddenly jumped just as the men opened another barrage into the chamber, seeming to be a wall of red energy, he going about 9 feet in the air. He barely dodged most of the bolts, then landed on the bunker, next to one of the men on a small blaster cannon. He punched at the man, sending him flying about 10 feet into a wall, while he turned and sent a burst of flames at a group of men. They yelled in surprise and pain, falling about in flame. The fight continued for several minutes before all the men on the outside of the bunker were unconscious, near-death, or neutralized. The man in the NHA, turns and looks down at the bunker he's standing on, seeming to be searching for something. After a moment, he reaches down to his side and opens up a compartment in the armor and pulls out a small explosive charge. He sets it on the roof and walks away to the edge of the bunker, about 10 feet away. The explosive goes off after a few seconds, then suddenly he's charging for the hole, diving in with his wrist blaster already opening fire.
Several explosions are heard, along with some screams, a loud crack, and a ton of blaster fire, then it falls silent. The NHA user finally climbs out through the hole, his armor scorched and slagged in certain places, mainly on the chestplate. He turns to the control room and says over the comm. "Queyan here. Test 2 over. Armor status: Damaged but still 75% operable. NHA Volunteer status: Slightly wounded. A broken leg and one minor blaster bolt got through the armor, but nothing critical. Defender volunteers status: Most are near-death, unconscious, or neutralized. 100% win for the NHA armor." He seemed to falter for a moment, then kneeled down. Suddenly a blast door opens in the side of the course and a few dozen personel, mostly medics and paramedics, run in and start checking the men throughout the course. Four men, two paramedics and two technicians, come towards Queyan and make him lay down. The technicians quickly start to slip off the armor, taking off the helm to show Nalar underneath it, sweaty and breathing slowly and deeply. The video then freezes as it ends. The record time was 9 minutes 23 seconds. Nalar tapped a control on his console and the image disappears, then he turned towards Vortigern. "What do you think of the NHA sir?" He grinned slightly.
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