Ask Pour Some Sugar

[Carrick]

What most people knew about Hypori could be written on the back of a post-it note with enough room left over to write down the Jedi Code in it's entirety. What Carrick knew about Hypori could fill most of a datapad screen and that was before he had done some more research on the planet when he had decided that the ISC could do with adding the planet to their lovely collective. In the end what brought the ISC to Hypori was both what the planet had to give and where it was located - they were both just as important as far as Carrick was concerned.

How his fellow ISC politicians would view the planet was likely down to what they saw in it.

Carrick, for example, saw the potential in the droid factories that had been shut down after the end of the Clone Wars but never officially dismantled entirely. They had been allowed to continue to operate so long as Imperial officers could monitor them to ensure there was no possibility of battledroids being made - of course the Empire was gone and the ISC had need of battledroids and utility droids alike.

Another thing he rather liked about the planet was visible from the window as his ship came in to land on one of the landing pads of the capital city: the colossal ship graveyard that made up a large section of the planet. It meant that Hypori had a huge amount of military grade scrap metal and a thriving industry of melting it down and reforging it into usable metals once again.

As the ship came into land, Carrick straightened his suit and turned to his colleague.

"How do I look? Professional but not Imperial, right?"

First impressions counted after all.

@Altaris

 

[Galek Ordalos]

Hypori. Of all the many different words one might use to describe the planet beneath them, ‘noteworthy’ certainly wasn’t one of them. The Outer Rim planet lacked was not one of great natural beauty, nor was it particularly wealthy. There had been a time, not so long ago, when Galek wouldn’t have even given the planet a second glance. Since his recent appointment to the position of Secretary of Intergalatic Relations, however, this had begun to change.

For the past few days, Galek had buried himself in everything there was to know about the planet. He studied everything from its history to its current government, meticulously mulling over every minute detail that might prove useful for this current diplomatic venture.

True to his nature, Galek saw the planet strictly for what it had to offer the ISC. Not only was the planet located directly on their borders – a natural path of expansion – but was additionally host to a variety of material resources. With tensions between the ISC and the Syndicates on the rise, bringing Hypori’s extensive droid factories under the ISC banner was a boon which they could hardly pass up on. The extensive ship graveyards – visible with every glance out of his transparisteel window – were equally valuable, with recycled metals being melted down and repurposed within the ISC’s booming shipyards.

First impressions mattered, and Galek styled himself accordingly. His black hair was combed and styled into place, while air around him perfumed by the expensive cologne that clung to the clothes he wore. The Induparan donned a cream-colored Sherwani with delicate embroidery and jeweled buttons, alongside a green and gold sash draped across his right shoulder. His ensemble was accessorized with an aurodium chrono on his wrist, one which he frequently checked over the course of their travels.

Unlike the work undoubtedly ahead of them, the journey to Hypori had been largely uneventful, hours passing with little dialogue between the two men. Galek sat within passenger compartment of the shuttle near Carrick, his hazel eyes remaining fixated onto the datapad in his lap – idly scrolling through agenda items and notifications that filtered in since departing Indupar.

When Carrick finally broke the silence between them, hazel eyes flicked up to regard the Secretary of Defense. He paused briefly, taking a moment to regard the business suit he wore. “Perhaps only a bit Imperial.” He offered the man a sideways smirk. That was probably a joke, considering the elaborate Galek dressed. “Shall we?”

The ship touched down onto a landing pad, and only then did the Induparan rise from his seat. Brushing his attire a few times with his hands, he gave a final nod towards Carrick before making for the exit ramp. “How do you intend to approach this?”

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[Carrick]

Well he would take it - a bit Imperial was kind of the best they could hope for considering they were taking a page right out of the Imperial's handbook. Pressuring a planetary government into doing what was best for it's people was often actually a very hard process in his experience since most politicians were inherently selfish swine. But when the interests of the people were in line with the interests of the ISC then it was up to them to ensure that the leaders knew about this.

And knew that going against the will of the people was a very poor decision. Of course, he wasn't the only one to look rather sharply dressed - Galek looked like he was wearing enough wealth on his jacket to buy half of the people in any given room. On a backwater like Hypori he probably actually could depending on what room he stood in. He answered with a smirk.

"This coming from the man who's stylist ran wild with a bedazzler?" he joked right back with a smirk, "Let's enlighten these poor people to the wonders and delights of the ISC."

As they advanced, Galek asked for their plan of attack and they discussed their final plans before they met 'the enemy' in the form of the Governor of Hypori.

"Good cop, bad cop." he decided after a moment, "I'll pressure him as bad cop - you come in to 'rescue' him from me and offer the olive branch."

A protocol droid greeted the two ISC politicians and led them deeper within the facility they had landed upon. Part political building and part industrial center, it was clear that the Governor of Hypori liked to keep their eyes on the product so to speak. As they were brought into a large conference room, the Governor for Hypori stood up from looking over some datapads. To the surprise of those who had not checked before arriving, the Governor for Hypori was a Phindian - an oddity outside of the Mandalore sector to be sure. But Governor Paronax "Phin" Eyindara had been serving in the office for half a decade at this point.

"Aaaah Secretaries Ordalos and Carrick - It is my pleasure to welcome you to Hypori to discuss our mutual goals." the Governor was smiling widely, "I must confess surprise at how long this day has been in coming."

Carrick raised an eyebrow.

"Don't be surprised - we have important things to be doing."

Left unsaid, and heavily implied, was that Carrick did not see Hypori as important at all and he had been far more interested in other things. Already he could see how the Phindian Governor was slightly taken aback by this stance, off kilter at not being acknowledged as being important.

@Altaris