In the outlaying part of the Muunilinst system, Commodore Ponsenby-Smythe waited, looking out on the viewport of the grand conference room into deep space, holding his gloves in one hand, taking a puff of his pipe as several officers sat on chair around the room. This was transaction station X23-A (build specifically for this kind of clandestine transaction), owned by the Inter-galactic banking clan and notably missing from star charts for obvious security reasons, now ready to perofm an IGBC transaction at a fee Ponsenby-Smythe thought obscene, and while he did not consider himself a speciesist, he considered it typical of those noseless Muuns.
On Muunilinst itself 7.5 Billion New Republic Credits, worth of Audorium as well as mining and feudal rights to the Melaris Belt (worth some hundreds millions of credits, but something Gemmell was not in a place to exploit as they lay some parsecs from Corellia) had been moved into a transaction chamber, ready to be slotted into Kolbrun’s unmarked vault as soon as the purchase was complete. This would be a very worthwhile transaction for the Empire and gain them a very significant edge in the years to come.
Ponsenby-Smythe stroked his chin as he took another puff of the pungent pipe, being offered a piece of fruit by a droid but waving it away, his eyes fixed upon the probable entry vector for the vessel.
At Yaga Minor reconstruction crews awaited the arrival of the vessel, ready to repaint, replace and strip technology , to reconstruct the ship so far as to make it unrecognizable (cosmetically anyway) as per their agreement (to assure discretion for Kolbrun and his clients).
A Hologram appeared in front of him, depicting Gemmell atop his lectern, looking rather nonchalant “Commodore, inform me when it is in your custody.”
