[hider=Image] [img]http://wallpoper.com/images/00/31/13/91/spaceship-window_00311391.png[/img] [/hider] Jason Draxx stood on the bridge off the vessel. Out of the viewport was one of the Alliance planets on the edge of lawless space. Or what they called Lawless. From here he couldn't hear anything other than the working of the few crew members who kept the ship running, most of his employees were working serving drinks, dealing cards or removing their clothes to different levels depending on the clientele. He had to be careful within the range of the Alliances grasp, one wrong move and they would shut down his operation. The only reason he had been allowed to continue this long was the fact that the ship wasn't military. He had even removed weapon systems purely as after the retrofit he didn't have the power for them. As it was if shields and weapons were needed it would disrupt everyone and the fun they were having. Which was something he did not like at all. "Security cameras, on screen." The large window was split up into different segments, each showing a different part of the ship due to the security cameras both the ones visible and the hidden cameras in most the suites. There was always a person monitoring each Camera and microphone for any possible information that he could use against them or to sell to someone else. He could already see several government officials with women when he knew them to be married. Officials like that were the main reason he was able to operate in this space. He turned as he heard footsteps, which was rare on the command deck as most people spent there time sitting at stations. A woman dressed in the typical leather outfit that all his staff wore walked up to him. He recognized her immediately as his aide and she nodded her head slightly as she approached. "Yes?""Jason-" All his employees called him by his first name. This [i]Mr.Draxx[/i] business was more for the likes of bankers. He wasn't in a very formal line of work. His crew knew that and should feel comfortable around him. Which was why they were so loyal to him, that and their considerable pay check and employee benefits. "-A Grii is here to see you.""Species?""Vorcha." He sighed, such an aggressive species. They weren't a lot of fun to deal with usually. "Background check?""Works for a small organisation on Omega Station. Small time pirates, occasional smuggling of stolen goods." Oh pirates, he hated pirates. "Personal information?""Appears Hetrosexual, known to be quite aggressive. Dislikes alcohol.""Have three female workers sent to the meeting room and non-alcoholic beverages prepared. When iot is ready have him sent up." He left the room, making sure he looked as presentable as possible. The meeting room was basically a large lounge, several decks below the command deck with a viewport again with an incredible view. While he expected the deal to go smoothly with whatever the Vorcha wanted this was his first meeting with this group or he would have been told a specific group wanted some information, instead of the individuals name. It was important to maintain his reputation and possibly open up another avenue for business. --- He was seated when this [i]Grii[/i] entered the room. He indicated to a sofa opposite him. "Would you like a drink? I have drinks made from the finest fruits available.""I do not drink alcohol.""You misunderstand me, these are non-alcoholic beverages." He simply nodded and Jason clicked his fingers as a female Vorcha, dressed what he was told was "provocatively" came and poured two drinks. He picked his up and sipped it slightly, Grii eyed it suspiciously before taking it. Jason noticed his eyes follow the server, he was new to this level of luxury. "I understand you have a request off me.""The rumors of the artifact. I need to know if they are true.""You are willing to pay for this information?" The humanoid slid over a datapad. "This is details to an account holding money for transaction." He opened the files and viewed the sums, transferring the funds straight to his account and then putting it down. Of course that account would rebound it several times through multiple accounts until it got to an actual legitimate one though his strange friend didn't need to know that. "I accept, the money is being transferred.""So?""The artifact does in fact exist, it was found quite recently actually. Causing quite a bit of a stir isn't it?""Where is it?""You willing to pay for that information?""I already paid you!" The creatures voice raised slightly and Jason knew there was a security team ready to break down the door. "My dear Grii, your organisation hasn't been around long so I'll forgive you for being mistaken. Look around you, I supply entertainment and information for the finest clientele. The sum of credits you paid me was enough to get you confirmation of its existence. Besides, why would I sell its location already? I think I'll let it accumulate some value first.""We can pay you more.""But then I've sold it. I could make more money from somebody else.""Then you sell it to them too, you can make more money." Jason sighed at his. "I am a reputable business man. I do not deal such important information to everybody, confirming its existence is one thing. Telling everyone where it is is another." He stood up. "For now, you have your answer. I will now allow you to enjoy the pleasures of doing business with me." He clicked his fingers and the girls approached Grii. "We are not done ye Mr.D-" Jason turned around. "Actually, we are." He walked out and the door closed. "Have a pleasant evening." One of the guards walked up to him. "Should we take him out?" He shook his head. "No, his organisation won't be a threat to us. If they hurt our assets though or try and sell on information I'll have someone deal with it." He checked the time. "My heavens Alders your shift is over, go enjoy yourself-" He had pride in knowing the names of all the staff he dealt with on a regular basis. Again, it showed that he cared and it inspired further levels of loyalty. "-I am sure Fallows can look after our guest." With that he walked away.