[ti]Private[/ti]Droids and Credits

Chrom sat within his ship, on his way to Dathomir's starport where he would land. This was something he had to do himself, a transaction of sorts to buff out his droid army. Not many knew, but under his hood of Endor, he was reforming the Confederacy of Independent Systems by the day. And as they did so, his droid army also grew exponentially, with this he wanted more elite troops and nowhere else provided this like the Master Droids on offer at Dathomir. Their steep price at 30 thousand credits a unit was noted, but it bothered Chrom not as he had the backing of real corporate superpowers with money to no end allowing the hidden CIS to build with great calamity.

He landed his ship within the dock of Dathomir, escorted by 4 LV8-Series guard droids which would give him some support in case of an ambush upon him. He also had his use of the force at his side and his saber on his belt which he would use in case of an attack. The ramp to his ship declined down to the floor before Chrom would begin to walk from it, hooded in his dark black robes. All that could be seen were his sharp yellow eyes and grey dishevelled skin. Chroms droids followed shortly behind before the ships ramp went back to its original location and the door closed. With this, Chrom stepped over to Zenon the man he had talked to in the past for buying their droids.

"Hello there, Zenon..."


Zenon

He stood, brooding over them in a cautionary fashion. His black robes were to hide his total identity from the greater population within Dathomir at the time. After all, the Confederacy were rebuilding in secrecy and no one could truly know the CIS had returned to the galaxy. Not even Zenon himself couldn't really know the true nature of Chrom within this situation. He glanced around the starport, eyeing each lifeform, even the ones not seen by the eye. Chrom had finely tuned his body with the force for 50 years all alone within the Sith, therefore he could sense near all life force that surrounded him and had many skills provided to him because of his past. His guard droids stood not too far behind, knowing of their skill and brute like nature, Chrom was happy for them to be with him, however he could not bother for any in-formalities, rather he wished to commence their negotiations.

"I would rather commence business, now. Our offer is that of a large one, that much you know already"

He gave a small cough, before raising his eyeline to look down upon Zenon. Standing at 6"9 was incredibly tall for a human, undoubtedly something many had seen in the past. But  the Head of State to the Separatists who had recently been revitalised simply wanted to carry out this business deal. The droids held by the Dathomir Collective were intriguing and would duly be noted as one of the strongest droids money can buy.




Zenon

Chrom gave a slow, shallow nod. He knew what he wanted, but hoped the quantity of it was not too staggering. He stood by the man in front of him, intently watching to see the true intent of the man. He could tell Zenon was powerful, that much was evident and that Chroms mind manipulation tricks would not be so successful. Even if Chroms physical prowess was there, he could not underestimate another foe, never again. 

"I know what I want, if we discuss this, I would rather be somewhere more, per-say... Private. This is an offer you would most likely not wish to refute"

He was calm, the only thing Chrom wanted to know is if this man planned to ruin Chrom in the long run. Dathomir was a planet fairly close to the Sith Empire, a faction that Chrom despised. For this he hoped his details of this transaction is never spoken of to the Empire. But, loyalty was not certain, nothing was in this galaxy.



Zenon

He gave a serious glare upon Zenon's offers, in truth it mattered not to him what he rode to be in private. It only mattered that they were in private, therefore his secrecy could be assured. Well as much for secrecy goes within this planet with all the magic rumoured around it, he was not certain. However, the forceuser would not even slightly mention the CIS within any terms nor Endor. The simplest he would go within this deal was Shadow Industries, owned by a good ally to him, Garvesh.

"The speeder will suffice, friend"

He spoke with sincerity, no matter his Sith past he wanted to be a trusted man. With this he mounted the speeder on offer and awaited to reach the room designated by Zenon for their trade offer.



Zenon

He entered within the room, it was indeed secluded, something that Chrom was the quiet. However many ears were listening, Chrom still wasn't certain but at that time it was good enough for him. He chose to sat down within the room, eyeing Zenon continuously. It was here where he would remove his hood, revealing his grey skinned hairless head.

"Your droids hmm... Now they interest me, incredibly so. For why, I won't reveal but I wish to purchase many units. The Masters indeed do peak my interest. Their skill is duly noted to me and I wish to purchase. What is your price, sir?"

He leaned back with a huff within the chair he sat and looked directly across to Zenon once more.



Zenon

Chrom nodded egregiously to what Zenon had said. His mind was quick with numbers, not that it was exactly needed when he had such large financial backing. He thought it over within his credits, no doubt the Dathomir collective would turn down such an offer as what he was thinking of.

"I see. Well, both interest me indeed. I will take a billion credits worth of both droids, yes a billion of each. Is that acceptable, friend?"

He looked down to his hands which he rested on his armour, clicking his fingers with a slight cough from his chest before looking back to Zenon.



Zenon

He once again gave a nod. These droids would be but 1/10 of the droid army that Chrom had in place, so even if the Dathomir collective turned against him once he had revealed himself he would have substantial numbers to defend his factions.

"That is understandable. Shadow Industries is headed by someone named Garvesh, he is a dear ally of mine and they will arrive with transports monthly to pick these droids up from Dathomir. You may have 1 billion credits now, the other billion when the droids are successfully with me. I believe that is understandable, no?"

He raised an eyebrow, looking across to him with his yellow iris with a deep stare. This army would take the galaxy by storm one day, however this smaller unit which was weaker would just be padding. He knew those droids would inevitably die, thus why he offered to buy upwards of 600 thousand. This would be last, followed by the B4 unit. However if headed properly this army could cause devastation to the galaxy, this is something he wished not to achieve. Instead he wanted to bring diplomacy across everyone to be united, not under the treacherous rule of the Sith, not that of Jedi.



Zenon