[Open]Incoming News Report

[Just Matt Now]

Incoming News Report: Good evening, I am Jamie Cunningham bringing you the latest news across Nar Shaddaa and Hutt controlled space. The time is five o'clock pm. We have received an intelligence report concerning a new pharmaceutical drug that has landed on the shores of the market today. The drug is called Crudax, and from what we have heard it has special properties that prevent slaves from revolting or showing signs of disrespect. Little is known about it's origins, though it's manufacturer is Cartel Enforcer, Borga the Hutt. The Hutt resides on Nar Shaddaa and is open to negotiate deals with any potential buyers. He asks that anyone who wants the drug to contact him and set up a meeting. In no way do we condone the buying or selling of illegal substances, but from what we understand Crudax has gotten approval from multiple respected sources. In further news...

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The holovid was turned off.

The Hutt sat in his throne room pleased to see the news report had said all that was requested. He was swaying his power in any direction and the need to make more credits left him eager and willing to use such power. Knowing that the news broadcast would reach to the edges of Hutt controlled space, there was a large opportunity to make some serious money. From buyers all the way to smugglers who are willing to take the drug abroad. Borga hoped that there were some to answer the call and come meet him at his palace on Nar Shaddaa, which he hoped was well enough known by now.

 

[Nor'baal]

Standing at the entrance to Borga the Hutts Palace, Torc and Milos Davip waited to be patted down by a rather smelly guard. Milos looked back to the landing strip, seeing the Daips Pride resting there, tightly locked so as to prevent any unwanted intrusion. He looked at the few guards, laughable really, he could kill them and get away with ease, but Torc, well.....maybe not.

''You done? Perhaps you want me to strip to eh? Freak.'' growled Torc interrupting Milos's thoughts, and causing his brother Milos to smile wryly. Torc certainly had a way with words he said inwardly.

''Jeez. That was uncomfortable.'' Torc exclaimed as he put his coat back on and picked up his walking cane, before striding ahead of his brother and into Borga's throne room. The two brothers bowed, before Torc spoke.

''Your excellency, on behalf of the Davip family, we have come to make you an offer, from which you shall benefit greatly. We have also bought you a gift, of Worlport Hookah!'' he said, as a guard bought forwards a large Ord Mantellian Hookah pipe.

Milos simply adopted his usual stance, resolute silence, as he watched the proceedings.

 

[Dóiteán]

The holovid was turned off as the yacht moved through the atmosphere of Nar Shaddaa. Borgeye was going to Borga's palace to discuss business. The drug would be good for some of his customers to use. Borgeye was often told about how a slave, that was bought from him, was being uncooperative. The Hutt would just wave them off and tell them it's not his problem. Now he might be able to refer them to Borga.

Landing in a spaceport, controlled by the cartel, Borgeye and his entourage made their way to Borga's palace. In tow were two Wookie slaves for Borga's use. Arriving at the gate, they went through the usual security measures before being allowed in. Striding up to the palace, Borgeye had his two Gamorrean guards in front of him. They then entered the palace and made their way to throne room.

Once they walked in, the stopped short of the throne. <Your excellency. I've brought a gift of two Wookie slaves to do with as you please>, the Hutt said as they all gave a proper bow.