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[color=slategray]Collab between [@Dog] and [@SgtEasy]
Base [i]Temujin[/i], Kami, New Gift System 
3 Months Ago[/color][hr]A man, outfitted with a fancy blue suit and tie, stands aside the window. He has a table with a cup of milk and cookies on it. “You want some sweets?” the man asks as he turns his attention to the outside - a massive geothermal power-station built by General Business Machines.

The trundling machinery powered the growing, expansive multinational effort led by the Khan. Base [i]Temujin[/i] is an expansive moon base created on the volcanically active Kami, one of the moons which orbited New Gift along with her brother Numen. General Business Machines had been chosen by the Khan as the first Ustonian corporation to gain rights to work in Khanate space. This would gather many favours but would lead to much negotiation.

Thus while the Khan sorted out the other city-states scrambling to get there word in edgewise for the moon, Herald Temujin II smoothed talks over with the human in front of him. It was a weekly thing by now, to meet here and discuss the ongoings of the projects.

The ape smiled yet politely declined the repetitive request. [color=cd5c5c]”Alas, as it is every week, I am still lactose intolerant, my friend. I come here for our weekly meeting as always.”[/color] Beyond the geothermal power-station, streaks could be seen rocketing into the sky. [color=cd5c5c]”Though comparatively primitive to what every other nation has, the Legion fleet now has many of these “Piercer-class” rockets thanks to you and yours. Along with the carrier effort and this base seemingly named after me, I believe you wished to discuss the payments for your services?”[/color]

“Aside from the financial transactions, don’t forget our agreed-upon mining-rights. We get access to certain areas and places and we give half of our refined minerals back to you,” the man says as he picks up a cookie and eats it before taking a sip of his milk - yummy. The moon-yard was, for the most part, completed. [i]Temujin[/i] was now a fully functioning space-yard outfitted with everything that was needed to construct ships from raw material to finished ship-parts to assembled vessels. All it needed was a constant flow of raw ores, but the moon itself mainly provided all of that and then some. Plus, [i]Temujin[/i] hosted the main HQ of General Business Machines and its other factories that produced consumer electronic goods for markets here. 

The Herald nodded, bringing up a holographic 3D model of the New Gift system. Highlighted were the two asteroid belts in the system as well as the largest gas giant Zeus. [color=cd5c5c]”Of course, these are still available to you and yours, as well as the continued discounts on E.S.M.G. contracts for [i]defensive[/i] purposes of course. Wouldn’t want your competitors to sabotage our efforts here.”[/color]

This noted the several mercenaries which could be seen among the workers on [i]Temujin[/i], a mix of well-adjusted New Hollywoodites chosen to defend General Business Machines in-system assets. The [i]Mercenarios[/i] were decidedly too antsy to be put on guard duty and many of the apes within the E.S.M.G. were not allowed to set foot in Khanate space.

[color=cd5c5c]”But alas, we also put forward another proposal which may interest you.”[/color] The ape changed the 3D model to that of a cylindrical space-docking station, cheap and “old-fashioned” as some might say but made from rugged materials. [color=cd5c5c]”A “launcher” carrier as it were, capable of syncing in orbit with planetary bodies and slingshotting its “Piercer” rocket loads at great speeds. As you well know, the rockets are modular and can change for boarding, ramming, cannoning or even commercial use. We look to also use these stations as waypoints for swaps, repairs and refuelling. We are looking to [i]secure[/i] our space here within the Khanate and we look at you, G.B.M. to do business with. We are willing to give [i]tugriks[/i] for a handful of these for Zeus, New Gift and the gateway.”[/color]

He leaned in, putting a furry hand under his chin. Keen primate eyes pierced at the human in front of him. [color=cd5c5c]”We are also willing to provide a new labour resource for you. The Khan is in the works with it but it may be mechanical [i]or[/i] organic. Mostly expendable, strong and plentiful. We will act as a middle man since we know how [i]unfortunate[/i] the Sol Incident was for Ustonian corporations.”[/color]

The businessman thinks, holding up a right hand as he digs into his pocket to retrieve his phone with his left hand. He speed dials a certain number as he walks over to a quieter place to conduct his conversation. A few minutes pass and the blue suited- man returns to his table. He takes another sip of milk. “My higher-ups are happy to hear about these proposals. We can build these stations without much issue and in quick fashion. And as for your other proposal, we’ll agree to that as well - cheap labor and security is always in demand.”

The man darts his eyes towards his watch and notices the time. “Well, I have another meeting to get to. We’ll talk next week - and before I forget, Petrochemical Incorporated, Union Chemical, Standard Agricultural, and Syuro Biogenetic, to name a few, are aiming to also take a piece of the pie. Don’t worry, they’re not rivals with us but they are rivals among each other. I’ll let you figure that out on your own,” the man chuckled as he finished his milk and took the plate of cookies with him. 

Temujin II stayed in his seat for a little while after the man rushed past him. He gazed at the industry which would become the future of his nation. Deep within himself, he loathed to rely upon bareskins to further his country but needs must. For now, the Khanate was the little fish in a big pond, needing to prove itself to its neighbours across the galaxy.

[i]For now[/i]. A proposal sat on his lap, one which he would leave on the Ustonian’s desk before he left. Within would be an invitation, inviting all of the mega-corporations of Uston, to meet with the Khan. There are things that need to be discussed between the more “insignificant” nations in this S.U.N. And perhaps even outside of it.