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Sokol shared Carrick's enthusiasm with regard to the benefits of Mon Cala, a planet he well knew was renowned across the galaxy for its leadership in ship construction. Yet, its asset was also what kept it so free from external interference - a proud world, a strong people, and one that was able...

"Roughly, yes. Two-hundred and fifty thousand credits would be the saving, however, this would be broken down by the replacement to the power couplings. We can't skimp on the couplings, without them you can break down the moment you get into trouble." Sokol felt it important to break it down for...

Sokol kept pace with Carrick as they walked from the command hub and out into the main corridor leading down to the 'factory floor'. "The President will not be disappointed, there are no delays. We have ensured to stay on schedule, and I have been," he paused, mulling over the word to use...

"Costs will be high for sure, but it's vital to ensure that you put the correct resources behind this project for it to pay off fully." Sokol responded flatly, realising that the man was a little 'under the weather' so to speak, and was probably not taking on what he was saying. He pressed on...

One thing was for certain - Sokol and his client couldn't be more different from one another. He ignored the man's jibes and focused on the job at hand, namely the one he had been hired to do. Reaching into his bag, he drew out a datapad, and a stylus, and pulled up some plans as the man...

Reminding himself that this man was the client, Sokol decided that they could, in fact, 'live a little', and so he nodded along and wondered what exactly he had got himself in for. The speeder careened through the streets, from the sleepy old town, it made its way with haste to the glitz of the...

"Three?" Sokol was staring out the viewscreen of the construction sites observation deck, listening to the report from one of his foremen, a sharply dressed man from the ISC Military Engineering Corp. The Officer was reading off a report of a recent fight that had broken out between the workers...

"They will need to be closely supervised." Sokol responded quickly "Ideally, I would like to visit Mon Cala and see what we can do to bring greater numbers of engineers, and possibly even labourers over. Perhaps," Sokol paused, wondering if it was his place to make such an offer. He proceeded...

"Neither. Caffeine addles the mind." Sokol responded in a clipped tone, fully oblivious to the rudeness of his reply "Ah yes the age-old spacer's creed; buy Kuati if you have the credits and Corellian if you have the brains." the Defence Secretary replied, and he cast a look over the plans...

Sokol sat down when invited, and shuffled in the chair trying to make himself comfortable as he talked through some of the plans. He was stopped, however, when the old faithful, the conversation killer, the NDA, emerged from the drawer. Sokol leaned back in his chair and took the paper from...

Sokol would have been standing outside for nearly twenty minutes when his contact arrived, stamping out of the main entrance off to his right and shuffling his arrival documentation. He had to do a double-take. "Damn, I thought he was already here." he mumbled to himself, as he picked up his...

"The Secretary will see you now." "Thank you." he found himself responding, almost on autopilot, as he walked in through the door the Secretaries assistant was holding open for him, Immediately he found himself in a domineering office, bound with the trappings of power, holograms of military...

”First visit yes.” Sokol replied, as the bored looking arrivals attendant read from its list of immigration questions. ”And you’re here for business of leisure?” ”Business.” ”Nature of the business, and the length of your stay?” ”Civil Engineering, and only for a month or so. However I will...

Sokol had been planetside for an entire day, and still he felt as if he had not spent enough time preparing for the day's meeting. Arriving by commercial transport early in the morning the day before, he had checked into a hotel and spent the rest of the day brushing up on his proposals, before...