Sicarius sighed.
This was a potentially tedious but potentially crucial meeting. She knew that her designed were sound, and potentially devastating. The use of Dark Energy to fuel ships not too mention the hardened shells that were stronger than most shields. With the right resources Sicarius could build an entire fleet of ships to destroy any other fleet in the galaxy. Unfortunately she didn’t have the resources she would need. The Obsidian Court did.
This wasn’t like any other pitch meeting an engineer might pursue with the Corellian Engineering Corporation. This was a meeting amongst Sith. It very well could end bloody. Some Sith killed out of hand simply because they could. Sicarius doubted that any Sith Lord to obtain as much power as the Obsidian Court would, but mad men had been left in charge of empires before. No more likely if she were killed it would be because they couldn’t risk Sicarius taking her designs and giving them to their enemies.
It was a risk Sicarius was willing to make. Her designs deserved to be created, nurtured, unleashed. It was Sicarius dream. Well one of them. If the ships worked out well she’d be interested in pursuing some of her biological designs. The ships she measured were the most practical to an Empire such as the Obsidian Court. They could be built an implemented immediately.
The Blade Starfighter alone could cleave through an enemy fleets starfighters. Sicarius was more proud of her Destroyer designs of course. For those she would need an Empire. Specifically the Obsidian Courts Empire. All of which was controlled by the man she had managed to get a meeting with. Darth Malvus.
Once she secured that contract. Well then she could develop her sithspawn. She had some rather intrigueing designs of a biological creature with a unique exoskeleton structure. It bred rapidly infected, consuming everything in it’s path. All the Sith forces would have to do is send agents to unleash it, step back and enjoy the chaos. If a world was infected with it, it would spread like a plague only without contaminating any of the resources the planet could provide. Once the planet was swept clean one just needed to introduce a nerve agent to the atmosphere. It would kill the specimens in days. Leaving the planet available for the plunder of natural resources.
Sicarius shivered at the thought and licked her lips. So much potential. It all depended on this one meeting. She supposed she should take it as a victory if she weren’t killed outright. Still if so she would be disappointed. If she did survive she supposed she could go to another Sith Faction. Which would be why they would be more likely to kill her in the first place.
Sicarius sighed.
It was a risk, but one she had to take.
An acolyte stepped out in acolyte robes and bowed.
“Darth Malvus will see you now.”
Sicarius got up bowed and followed the Acolyte into the Sith Lord’s office.
“Lord Malvus.” Sicarius bowed waiting for the invitation to start her pitch.
This was a potentially tedious but potentially crucial meeting. She knew that her designed were sound, and potentially devastating. The use of Dark Energy to fuel ships not too mention the hardened shells that were stronger than most shields. With the right resources Sicarius could build an entire fleet of ships to destroy any other fleet in the galaxy. Unfortunately she didn’t have the resources she would need. The Obsidian Court did.
This wasn’t like any other pitch meeting an engineer might pursue with the Corellian Engineering Corporation. This was a meeting amongst Sith. It very well could end bloody. Some Sith killed out of hand simply because they could. Sicarius doubted that any Sith Lord to obtain as much power as the Obsidian Court would, but mad men had been left in charge of empires before. No more likely if she were killed it would be because they couldn’t risk Sicarius taking her designs and giving them to their enemies.
It was a risk Sicarius was willing to make. Her designs deserved to be created, nurtured, unleashed. It was Sicarius dream. Well one of them. If the ships worked out well she’d be interested in pursuing some of her biological designs. The ships she measured were the most practical to an Empire such as the Obsidian Court. They could be built an implemented immediately.
The Blade Starfighter alone could cleave through an enemy fleets starfighters. Sicarius was more proud of her Destroyer designs of course. For those she would need an Empire. Specifically the Obsidian Courts Empire. All of which was controlled by the man she had managed to get a meeting with. Darth Malvus.
Once she secured that contract. Well then she could develop her sithspawn. She had some rather intrigueing designs of a biological creature with a unique exoskeleton structure. It bred rapidly infected, consuming everything in it’s path. All the Sith forces would have to do is send agents to unleash it, step back and enjoy the chaos. If a world was infected with it, it would spread like a plague only without contaminating any of the resources the planet could provide. Once the planet was swept clean one just needed to introduce a nerve agent to the atmosphere. It would kill the specimens in days. Leaving the planet available for the plunder of natural resources.
Sicarius shivered at the thought and licked her lips. So much potential. It all depended on this one meeting. She supposed she should take it as a victory if she weren’t killed outright. Still if so she would be disappointed. If she did survive she supposed she could go to another Sith Faction. Which would be why they would be more likely to kill her in the first place.
Sicarius sighed.
It was a risk, but one she had to take.
An acolyte stepped out in acolyte robes and bowed.
“Darth Malvus will see you now.”
Sicarius got up bowed and followed the Acolyte into the Sith Lord’s office.
“Lord Malvus.” Sicarius bowed waiting for the invitation to start her pitch.
