Already, this trip was looking like it would set him back hundreds of credits. Dee had charted a ship from Canto Bight halfway across the galaxy (or, at least, that was what it felt like). Sandwiched between a Utapaun family to his right and a giant Wookiee 'repatriation legal representative', he felt like he had drawn the short straw. For the entire voyage, the being had regaled him as to the assorted legal overtures Kashyyyk intended to make, in its myriad forms, to the Trandoshan population over slavery.
Dee didn't care.
However, the Wookiee was enormous, and he was so tiny, so he nodded, made affirming sounds and even, at one point, pretended to take notes. Dee intended to leave the vessel with as many limbs as he had boarded. He could have jumped for joy when the ship finally reached its destination, and he could collect his bag and headed for the speeder he had hired for a visit.
It was an expensive vehicle, complete with a pilot droid, which added a touch of class that Dee felt added to the image of a successful and trustworthy businessman he was trying to portray. Safely secure in the back of the speeder, he quickly adjusted his clothes - exotic-looking blue robes over a tunic of light green - and combed his hair back. It was essential to look the part, after all.
Dee checked the holoprojector, in his case, worked, ran through some notes he had made for the meeting, and quickly refreshed himself on the publically available bio of the person he was soon to meet.
Finally, the speeder pulled up outside a large building, which reared up into the air - an architectural statement of the might of the planetary Government and its occupants. The door of his speeder slid open automatically, and Dee disembarked, soon to be escorted through security and up to the twelfth floor of the vast building, where his contact was due to meet him.
Clocking the man as he came into sight, Dee walked toward him confidently and extended his right hand, his left holding his briefcase, with a smile "A pleasure to finally meet you in person Sir."
Dee didn't care.
However, the Wookiee was enormous, and he was so tiny, so he nodded, made affirming sounds and even, at one point, pretended to take notes. Dee intended to leave the vessel with as many limbs as he had boarded. He could have jumped for joy when the ship finally reached its destination, and he could collect his bag and headed for the speeder he had hired for a visit.
It was an expensive vehicle, complete with a pilot droid, which added a touch of class that Dee felt added to the image of a successful and trustworthy businessman he was trying to portray. Safely secure in the back of the speeder, he quickly adjusted his clothes - exotic-looking blue robes over a tunic of light green - and combed his hair back. It was essential to look the part, after all.
Dee checked the holoprojector, in his case, worked, ran through some notes he had made for the meeting, and quickly refreshed himself on the publically available bio of the person he was soon to meet.
Finally, the speeder pulled up outside a large building, which reared up into the air - an architectural statement of the might of the planetary Government and its occupants. The door of his speeder slid open automatically, and Dee disembarked, soon to be escorted through security and up to the twelfth floor of the vast building, where his contact was due to meet him.
Clocking the man as he came into sight, Dee walked toward him confidently and extended his right hand, his left holding his briefcase, with a smile "A pleasure to finally meet you in person Sir."