Dragon_God
Well-Known Member
- RP Date
- YE 40
- RP Location
- Western Space
PSS Romaro, Meeting Deck
Romanov was excited to meet the Dovanian heads to discuss future business dealings between the new faction and his own company.
The DSS-Xuno had warped into the system location, it was a S6-SS2 Scythe Cruiser. With a Dovanian banner. Kyro was in the bridge, awaiting for communications to be sent his way, or any further request. As Field Marshal Gregory was the one who had received the call and recommended to go with. However, Kyro took Admiral Forest.
"Now we wait for them to dock us together your highness." Admiral Forest stated as she looked over her tablet.
Kyro sighed and went to the captain, "Dock us."
He nodded and steered the ship over to the capital ship and began docking procedures. Before they actually latched on. Which only took a minute till they did.
A squad of MPs would greet the Dovanian guest at the docking bay. "We'll be you're escorts during your stay here follow us." They would then head off to the meeting deck.
Kyro stepped out, wearing his Osman officer uniform. Next to him here his Dovanian Royal Guards in Revanent Mk. II Power Armor, equipped with Mavericks and Usonium Long swords modified. "Very well then." He stated in his monotone and firm voice, following them as did his escort of 4 Dovanian Royal Guardsmen.
The MPs would bring the group to the meeting room and open the door for them.
Romanov would speak. "So seeing as you're here I take it you are interested in the offer I made to you?"
Kyro gave a quick and slight nod, "Correct."
Romanov would smile. "Then there isn't much to talk about is there? I'll send you the paperwork and you can fill it out."
A woman would walk in and deposit the contract forms to officially make Dovania a close partner, affiliate, and ally to Psychopomp.
Kyro didn't like the lack of words spoken, nor did he have much trust in Psycopomp. He picked up the contract and read it over. "How's Ace." He stated idle as he read, "It's been a while since I was last with you."
"Ace is busy on a mission right now with his team. I can't tell you more than that but he is doing well for himself. The rest of your team other than Eve and your leader are missing or dead. To be frank we aren't here to talk about personal things if you want to do that you can come back another time. But as one of the biggest troublemakers in the sector has fallen off the grid I have lost quite a market and am trying to make up for the loss so I'm quite busy."
"Now once you finish, my men will see you out. We can continue on a later date. I look forward to our future relations together."
As Kyro read the rest his face grew unchanged, though he could not blame him for wanting profits, he didn't understand the entire situation. "How much about Dovania do you truly know. Information is vital in this world after all." He stated.
"I know you are a new faction in need of better military equipment but not lacking the man power to make up for the gap in tech. That is all I know right now and all I wish to know. You will be a good business partner and that's all that i care about right now."
Kyro nodded, grabbed the pen from the table and signed the contract with his signature in Xunok. Taking it, then walking directly to Romanov.
Romanov would take the contract and quickly look it over before nodding in affirmation. "Thank you for your patronage as a sign of good faith I'll have a pair of our latest prototype for a super heavy artillery PA left in the cargo bay for you you are free to see them and load them onto your ship. Have a good day."
Kyro's expression didn't change, his mind holding his thoughts. "Yes, a pleasure this was. I accept your gift. It will be of most help to Lora, though she is occupied with her child. I'm sure she will come around to it." He stating, remembering that Uniform was still his responsibility as he was his son.
"I shall take my leave then, a warning. Do not simply jump into Kyzu. My fighters are trained to shoot anything not Section 6 and Dovanian. At least till I get back." He turned and exited, his Dovanian Royal Guard following after.
Romanov was excited to meet the Dovanian heads to discuss future business dealings between the new faction and his own company.
The DSS-Xuno had warped into the system location, it was a S6-SS2 Scythe Cruiser. With a Dovanian banner. Kyro was in the bridge, awaiting for communications to be sent his way, or any further request. As Field Marshal Gregory was the one who had received the call and recommended to go with. However, Kyro took Admiral Forest.
"Now we wait for them to dock us together your highness." Admiral Forest stated as she looked over her tablet.
Kyro sighed and went to the captain, "Dock us."
He nodded and steered the ship over to the capital ship and began docking procedures. Before they actually latched on. Which only took a minute till they did.
A squad of MPs would greet the Dovanian guest at the docking bay. "We'll be you're escorts during your stay here follow us." They would then head off to the meeting deck.
Kyro stepped out, wearing his Osman officer uniform. Next to him here his Dovanian Royal Guards in Revanent Mk. II Power Armor, equipped with Mavericks and Usonium Long swords modified. "Very well then." He stated in his monotone and firm voice, following them as did his escort of 4 Dovanian Royal Guardsmen.
The MPs would bring the group to the meeting room and open the door for them.
Romanov would speak. "So seeing as you're here I take it you are interested in the offer I made to you?"
Kyro gave a quick and slight nod, "Correct."
Romanov would smile. "Then there isn't much to talk about is there? I'll send you the paperwork and you can fill it out."
A woman would walk in and deposit the contract forms to officially make Dovania a close partner, affiliate, and ally to Psychopomp.
Kyro didn't like the lack of words spoken, nor did he have much trust in Psycopomp. He picked up the contract and read it over. "How's Ace." He stated idle as he read, "It's been a while since I was last with you."
"Ace is busy on a mission right now with his team. I can't tell you more than that but he is doing well for himself. The rest of your team other than Eve and your leader are missing or dead. To be frank we aren't here to talk about personal things if you want to do that you can come back another time. But as one of the biggest troublemakers in the sector has fallen off the grid I have lost quite a market and am trying to make up for the loss so I'm quite busy."
"Now once you finish, my men will see you out. We can continue on a later date. I look forward to our future relations together."
As Kyro read the rest his face grew unchanged, though he could not blame him for wanting profits, he didn't understand the entire situation. "How much about Dovania do you truly know. Information is vital in this world after all." He stated.
"I know you are a new faction in need of better military equipment but not lacking the man power to make up for the gap in tech. That is all I know right now and all I wish to know. You will be a good business partner and that's all that i care about right now."
Kyro nodded, grabbed the pen from the table and signed the contract with his signature in Xunok. Taking it, then walking directly to Romanov.
Romanov would take the contract and quickly look it over before nodding in affirmation. "Thank you for your patronage as a sign of good faith I'll have a pair of our latest prototype for a super heavy artillery PA left in the cargo bay for you you are free to see them and load them onto your ship. Have a good day."
Kyro's expression didn't change, his mind holding his thoughts. "Yes, a pleasure this was. I accept your gift. It will be of most help to Lora, though she is occupied with her child. I'm sure she will come around to it." He stating, remembering that Uniform was still his responsibility as he was his son.
"I shall take my leave then, a warning. Do not simply jump into Kyzu. My fighters are trained to shoot anything not Section 6 and Dovanian. At least till I get back." He turned and exited, his Dovanian Royal Guard following after.
