NalTech HQ || Bilbringi, Inner Rim
House Nalju may have been one of Serenno's crown jewels, but Bilbringi was where they had made their home for decades. The planet was where metal, mind, and hard labor met to birth ships. The Bilbringi ship depot was nothing like Kuat Drive Yards or the infamous shipyards at Fondor, but Vex's father had always imagined that it might one day rival them, if nurtured enough. Of course, he died before he could see that dream through.
Vex cared nothing about dreams. But, in this case, her father's suited her. It gave Nahri, her mask, the name the man had given her at birth, a reason to be back on Bilbringi. The company was simply a vehicle to power. But she needed to get it back first. The corporate coup that had separated her father from his life had been kind enough to leave her trust fund intact. It was hard to cut off a Serenno noble's paycheck, after all. But it had also severed her ability to inherit the company when she came of age. So now, other tactics would be needed.
She waited on the landing pad outside NalTech's Bilbringi headquarters, the flaps of her white dress billowing in the strong headwinds. It had become easy to slip back into Nahri's skin after all these years away. She remembered her father's etiquette training, clasping her hands in front of her as a stateswoman might when awaiting an important guest. Her face was perfectly neutral. The shadow within was well hidden. It would need to be, for her guest today was none other than a candidate for the Supreme Chancellor of the New Republic.
A valuable ally, perhaps. If he won his election.
Vex only tangentially kept tabs on New Republic politics; but now was as good a time as ever to learn. She would need all the political capitol she could get if she was to retake her corporate throne. @Braden