| Gerard_Rex | Date: Saturday, 18 May 13, 2:32 PM | Message # 1 |
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| The luxury quarters on board the Blended Jade were far beyond what one would expect, even of a luxury cruiser. Considered a pocket warship by some, the Citadel-class was a perfect transport for the room's sole occupant. Sitting in a plush chair and watching the stock feed on a very expensive hyperspace-capable Holonet transmitter, Grendel Rex sighed contentedly, watching as another company he'd set up in terms of corporate sabotage and piracy bottomed out. Tapping in a few commands on the pad before him, he sent out an order to buy all the stock available; yet another small company under his grasp. It was all a means to an end, though.
Rex's path through hyperspace was taking him to Naboo. With the recent downtrodden name of the Trade Federation and it's failed blockade of the world, Rex's intent was to establish himself within the sector which had just suffered greatly; cheap prices for offices and more than likely discounts on ships. Naboo would need revenue to pick itself back up. He'd conducted his research as well; New Centrif, a town on Naboo, had a certain mayor who owned a certain business called Chommell Import & Export. This business, a transport business, was something Rex had the interest in.
"We'll be arriving at Naboo shortly," came the pilot's voice over the comm system. "As per your instructions, Mr. Rex, we'll sort out our landing at New Centrif. The rest of the arrangements will be covered from there."
Rex didn't acknowledge the pilot's words; the man was beneath him. Soon, though, he'd be on Naboo,m where he could be better situated to meet with this Cambrist and make him an offer.
Gerrard 'Grendel' Rex
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