Talk:The Republic of Dragonfire/@comment-32153758-20150613194104/@comment-32153758-20150614110014

"Do you remember Trinity Winters?"

Darksire tosses a image of her on the ground, then smashes it with his feet.

"Her new navy, the Phoenix Protecterate, gave back "all" their old DPL tech to you, after the Civil War. You must remember, however, she once was a HYDRAXIS admiral. After fleeing our lands, she stole a little invention of mine away from me."

Darksire leans forward.

"My death lasers. Now, she gave them to you, a development which I was rather upset with. But when she left you, she stole those lasers from you, bringing them with her, and developing them into something called purifier lasers. Just between you and me, I would rather have you own my lasers than her."

Darksire crouches down, and flips the smashed image over. A wrinkled picture of the blueprints of his laser.

"If, I let you legally own these, after this whole Sith problem blows through (OOC: this talk happens prior to Korriban's bombing), will you do tactical espionage on the Phoenix Protecterate, and steal their purifier beams for me? After all, what goes around, comes around."

Darksre stands up again, and puts his hands behind his back again. His eyes no longer glow red. He starts to circle around Dragoon.

"Both of us have something to gain from this. If the blueprints to both my lasers and her knockoffs is not enough to satisfy you, I am willing to make your rent three-fourths of what it used to be. I understand you had powerful allies come to you during the Civil War. I am your landlord after all. I also understand one of them asked for a shipment to New Belkan."

Darksire stops, then starts pacing again.

"If ever that Civil War starts again because of what I ordered you, I will back you up. I'm sure, that bastard AI will too. After all, it'll do anything that benefits it."

"Will you fufill my request, Dragoon?"