Post by Storyteller on Dec 21, 2017 2:57:21 GMT
22:49:02Anzek Dirano: "I understand your territories have been infected with some sort of unknown virus. I might be able to help, I might be able to do a lot of things for the right price... Contact me when you decided it's worth your time... who am I? This Anzek Dirano... You know how to contact me."
0:51:12Harla Dane: The response to his message came remarkably quick - too often, messages sent to a large organization like that had a way of bouncing around in Holonet limbo for extended periods of time. Not so in this case: response was prompt and to the point. The holotransmission showed a rough-looking, square-jawed man with a military haircut and an eyepatch, "this is Dirk Harkness. It's been brought to my attention that you have an interest in the spread of the plague in the sector. I am willing to listen to what you have to say."
0:57:42Anzek Dirano: *The image of Anzek’s holo image beamed to life before Dirk Harkness* Hello. * He said curtly before locking his hands behind his back* I understand you have some issues concerning a virus which seems localized and then began to spread like wild fire? A black like ooze spreading from person to person and taking people down in droves. * He moved over to a holo imager and brought up an image of one of the infected Republic worlds* My calculations say the main continent will be over run within 60 days… the planet won’t last long afterwards and you have no idea how many infected have traveled back and forth since then. * He looked back at Harken* What if I had a sample of the Virus which you could use to make a vaccine or cure? What would it be worth to you, Mr. Harken?
1:02:19Harla Dane: The man was as gruff as his looks would suggest. His holo projection showed only his bust, but Anzek saw him stare downwards, the posture implying he was looking at a datapad in his hands. Eventually he turned back to Anzek, "while not safe, getting a sample of the virus is hardly something beyond the ability of the Republic, mr. Dirano. And given you are orbiting the most heavily infected world in the galaxy, you should probably be as eager for a cure as we are. If not more."
1:07:23Anzek Dirano: Spare me, Mr. Hark. If you had the capability we wouldn’t be talking. It must be hard for you, I mean just a year ago your fledgling faction one at Endor and liberated so many planets but now you find yourself having to govern. It’s not so pretty or easy as being rebellious is it? People want rights, taxes must be paid, people on worlds need local law enforcement and justice. * He chuckles* It’s such a headache. Don’t be coy with me, sir. You don’t even know what the virus is or what it can do but each moment you waste more and more of your citizens die. How many are infected during this conversation? How many more will fall while you consider my offer… Politics aside, sir, I have what you need. * He made a point not to comment about how highly infected his area was for he had sent battlions of droids, yes droids to deal with the local area and as soon as he saw the holo news he locked down Nar Shaad, but the New Republic had to test him. He understood but he also knows they have limited time or they wouldn’t be talking to him*
1:11:24Harla Dane: "Coy? Pfeh-" the man scoffed at that one word, looking to the side, shoulder rising a bit - again, it was impossible to see the whole body, but what could be seen implied he'd handed that datapad off to somebody else. He continued, always curt, always gruff and direct, "how can you guarantee the safety of the delivery? I don't mean promises, I mean guarantees we can test. And what would you expect for this?"
1:17:15Anzek Dirano: I have a reputation for keeping my word, sir. Hell, as a bonus I'll give you the name of the person responsible for all this mess... What do I want in return? Kuat Drive Yards. * Anzek paused a moment then signaled to one of his droids who brought him a vial of the virus for he is the one who gained Harla acess being a royal guard and privy to the Emperors darkest secrets* I can sell this on the open market to anyone I want and watch the galaxy burn as warlords, pirates or anyone with enough credits hoards it off and sells it to those with the most credits, or I could give it to you and make the Republic a savior among the Republic. I will give you the greatest bilogical terrorist in history and the means to save your people and all I ask is a shipyard in return. Your people will evacuate the shipyard and let my people move in and further more the Republic will stop no ship with the Dirano insignia and in return you save your people and become heroes on a galactic scale. Your choice, sir but you have one galactic hour to decide or maybe I just lose this vial.
1:19:53Harla Dane: The man's left eyebrow arched a hint upwards. All sound from the holo cut off, and he covered his lips while turning to the side and presumably speaking with someone else - obviously he was aware that lips could be read, and considered that possibility as well. Before long, he turned back to Anzek, "how would you conduct the delivery of the sample?"
1:25:45Anzek Dirano: *Anzek didn't care to read the man's lips. This was a tense situation. If he didn't act the galaxy might well be fucked over and then again the Republic might be trying to pull something on him but Anzek had patience and more over Nar shaada is locked down and everyone is pissed but they're safe from the plague for now. Anzek didn't become a royal guard by being indecisive nor weak, no, he was selected by Palpatine for leadership skills, strength, wit and force of will, most of all for loyalty. He would do whatever it takes to make the Empire great and rise to power once more as it should* When Kaut Drives are evacuated in 72 galactic hours and my men assume control you will be sent the sample via a standard R2 droid which is the sample of your Rebellion. The droid will land at Ord Mantell station 48 hours after my men take control. I am who I am by keep my word, sir and I'm sure the Republic will remember who helped save them... Do we have a deal? Yes or no."
1:28:09Harla Dane: "I'm not cleared to negotiate that. I will send it up the vine, we may be in touch." The man turned to the side, raised his arm - and just like that, without a goodbye or any other pleasantries, the connection was broken.
0:51:12Harla Dane: The response to his message came remarkably quick - too often, messages sent to a large organization like that had a way of bouncing around in Holonet limbo for extended periods of time. Not so in this case: response was prompt and to the point. The holotransmission showed a rough-looking, square-jawed man with a military haircut and an eyepatch, "this is Dirk Harkness. It's been brought to my attention that you have an interest in the spread of the plague in the sector. I am willing to listen to what you have to say."
0:57:42Anzek Dirano: *The image of Anzek’s holo image beamed to life before Dirk Harkness* Hello. * He said curtly before locking his hands behind his back* I understand you have some issues concerning a virus which seems localized and then began to spread like wild fire? A black like ooze spreading from person to person and taking people down in droves. * He moved over to a holo imager and brought up an image of one of the infected Republic worlds* My calculations say the main continent will be over run within 60 days… the planet won’t last long afterwards and you have no idea how many infected have traveled back and forth since then. * He looked back at Harken* What if I had a sample of the Virus which you could use to make a vaccine or cure? What would it be worth to you, Mr. Harken?
1:02:19Harla Dane: The man was as gruff as his looks would suggest. His holo projection showed only his bust, but Anzek saw him stare downwards, the posture implying he was looking at a datapad in his hands. Eventually he turned back to Anzek, "while not safe, getting a sample of the virus is hardly something beyond the ability of the Republic, mr. Dirano. And given you are orbiting the most heavily infected world in the galaxy, you should probably be as eager for a cure as we are. If not more."
1:07:23Anzek Dirano: Spare me, Mr. Hark. If you had the capability we wouldn’t be talking. It must be hard for you, I mean just a year ago your fledgling faction one at Endor and liberated so many planets but now you find yourself having to govern. It’s not so pretty or easy as being rebellious is it? People want rights, taxes must be paid, people on worlds need local law enforcement and justice. * He chuckles* It’s such a headache. Don’t be coy with me, sir. You don’t even know what the virus is or what it can do but each moment you waste more and more of your citizens die. How many are infected during this conversation? How many more will fall while you consider my offer… Politics aside, sir, I have what you need. * He made a point not to comment about how highly infected his area was for he had sent battlions of droids, yes droids to deal with the local area and as soon as he saw the holo news he locked down Nar Shaad, but the New Republic had to test him. He understood but he also knows they have limited time or they wouldn’t be talking to him*
1:11:24Harla Dane: "Coy? Pfeh-" the man scoffed at that one word, looking to the side, shoulder rising a bit - again, it was impossible to see the whole body, but what could be seen implied he'd handed that datapad off to somebody else. He continued, always curt, always gruff and direct, "how can you guarantee the safety of the delivery? I don't mean promises, I mean guarantees we can test. And what would you expect for this?"
1:17:15Anzek Dirano: I have a reputation for keeping my word, sir. Hell, as a bonus I'll give you the name of the person responsible for all this mess... What do I want in return? Kuat Drive Yards. * Anzek paused a moment then signaled to one of his droids who brought him a vial of the virus for he is the one who gained Harla acess being a royal guard and privy to the Emperors darkest secrets* I can sell this on the open market to anyone I want and watch the galaxy burn as warlords, pirates or anyone with enough credits hoards it off and sells it to those with the most credits, or I could give it to you and make the Republic a savior among the Republic. I will give you the greatest bilogical terrorist in history and the means to save your people and all I ask is a shipyard in return. Your people will evacuate the shipyard and let my people move in and further more the Republic will stop no ship with the Dirano insignia and in return you save your people and become heroes on a galactic scale. Your choice, sir but you have one galactic hour to decide or maybe I just lose this vial.
1:19:53Harla Dane: The man's left eyebrow arched a hint upwards. All sound from the holo cut off, and he covered his lips while turning to the side and presumably speaking with someone else - obviously he was aware that lips could be read, and considered that possibility as well. Before long, he turned back to Anzek, "how would you conduct the delivery of the sample?"
1:25:45Anzek Dirano: *Anzek didn't care to read the man's lips. This was a tense situation. If he didn't act the galaxy might well be fucked over and then again the Republic might be trying to pull something on him but Anzek had patience and more over Nar shaada is locked down and everyone is pissed but they're safe from the plague for now. Anzek didn't become a royal guard by being indecisive nor weak, no, he was selected by Palpatine for leadership skills, strength, wit and force of will, most of all for loyalty. He would do whatever it takes to make the Empire great and rise to power once more as it should* When Kaut Drives are evacuated in 72 galactic hours and my men assume control you will be sent the sample via a standard R2 droid which is the sample of your Rebellion. The droid will land at Ord Mantell station 48 hours after my men take control. I am who I am by keep my word, sir and I'm sure the Republic will remember who helped save them... Do we have a deal? Yes or no."
1:28:09Harla Dane: "I'm not cleared to negotiate that. I will send it up the vine, we may be in touch." The man turned to the side, raised his arm - and just like that, without a goodbye or any other pleasantries, the connection was broken.