2007-11-23 - Arrivals and Departures

This massive Spaceport rises gracefully over the highest of this Sector of the City's shimmering towers and sweeping bridges. A slender, airy construction of silver framework set everywhere with transparisteel walls rises floor for floor above and behind the skyward-thrust cluster of heavy landing pads. Within this structure sentients from all over the galaxy bustle about with droids in tow, some making travel arrangements and some mucking their way through the crowded customs departments staffed by the pale-faced bereaucrats of Coruscant's Court system.
The landing pads have been artfully designed and constructed of nearly white concrete, rimmed about with polished silver durasteel. The landing pads vary greatly from one to the next in size, but all share a common shape. Circular, they would be domes but for their flat tops. Each landing pad is supported from beneath by heavy foundations that eventually come together as they descend deeper into the City, and each is joined to the others by a complex series of open-air bridges.
It does rain on Coruscant. There must be oceans that still are open to the air... Maybe... Tuil doesn't know, all he knows is that raindrops spatter down on the canopy of his snubfighter as he sets down on the landing platform. Speaking into the intercom with his astromech, he gives a few orders and then opens the canopy as quick as he can and hops out, closing her back up before running for the nearest shelter: customs.
Meena Tills comes down doward the spaceport, a large umbrella raised, though one suspects that is more for the good of his clothing or equipment than for himself.
Tuil turns as he shakes out his cloak and sees Meena Tills. Calling out, he asks, "Senator! Did Petrus appear at the hearing?"
Meena Tills nods. "HE did, yes. No other Senatolrs appeared."
Walking through the space port, an umbrella upraised, Deianera keeps the heavy droplests of rain from soaking her bags which is carrying. She seems to be looking around for something or someone... though after a moment she too makes her way towards shelter, apparently not satified with that which the umbrella provides
Meena Tills sighs as he sees how heavy the rain is. He too heads for the shelter.
Tuil nods slowly as he comes closer. In a lower voice, he tells, "The missing device has come into my hands, so it seems both our affairs have closed with positive results." He nods and then glances over at the newly arrived woman here in the customs area. Glancing back at Tills, he asks, "Is the Senate then satisfied with the present naval leadership?
Meena Tills looks at Tuil, and laughs. "The Senate? There is no unified leadership of the Senate!"
Meena Tills says, "Anbd many Senate positions are not even filled at present. Look at the chaos on Byss," he says. "Gog is neglecting the planet, and no one can get a majority to run the place, much less be elected Senator.""
Deianera looks at the mentioning of the senate. "I would think the senate would need to come to concesus of such matters." she says quietly. "Gog?" she sounds confused or maybe for a moment out of touch...
Meena Tills looks to the woman. "A somewhat obscure planetary leader," he informs her. "I apologize for the shop talk. As a Senator, the misrule of worlds concerns me."
Glancing over at the woman, Tuil kindly explains, "Gog is Protector of Thyferra. He has recently been chosen to lead Byss, but there is chaos on that planet." He glances back and adds, "I would think your voting bloc would be seeing some success by now."
Meena Tills shrugs. "It is close to where I can take a temporary leadership role there," he replies. "I was going to head out there now, and see if anything more can be done in the campaign."
Tuil considers this and then says, "Perhaps Senator Antilles can use his influence with the Corellian mining companies to nudge the union bosses on Byss in the right direction."
Meena Tills laughs. "The unions are sitting this one out. I doubt it. This has come down to a classic publicity campagin. If I could hire a temporary worker or two to work the phone banks, we might get a few key districts over the top."
Tuil turns towards Deianera and asks, "I don't believe I know your name, miss? I am Tuil Lindo and this is Senator Tills of Mon Calamari."
Deianera listens for a long moment. "Deianera Yuunos." she says swiftly when asked for her name. For most people who'd been in the public works system or humanitarian efforts, or upscale food restaurants/recepies, the name Yuunos was pretty powerful. "It's a pleasure to meet you both."
FORCE: You reach out with the Force and feel nothing out of the ordinary.
Meena Tills inclines his head. "A pleasure to meet you too," he says. "Weren't you or your family involved in the latest unsuccessful effort to strictly eliminate sentient trafficking? .... And the effort to suppress the spice trade?..."
Tuil nods and chimes in, "Admirable endeavors. The Jedi are always grateful for the help of private citizens."
Deianera nods. "I was." she begins. "I'm determined to stamp out trafficing, people are not animals to be bought sold, they should be paid for their time, and effort and work, and be given their due..." she sounds enraged for a moment but seems to calm down. "I would think so. i just don't know what I am gonna do with my life. I'm in so many fields, this is what both my parents warned me against.. spreading myself too thin.."
Meena Tills nods at that. "Your family is well-known," he agrees. "You would be wasting yourself if you didn't do something to advance their cause. I hope one day we can restore the Republic's true greatness, with people of honorable family on the Senate rather than ..." he looks around ... "questionable individuals seeking advancement. I want the Navy to be the force for peace and order that it should be and perhaps soon will be again, and to eliminate such evils as sentient trafficking and the spice trade from the starways. But as a practical man, I have the problem that I have little help on the Senate, and some who should be working together have chosen to form political parties whose alliances are questionable at best." HE sighs. "My chief competition on Byss is the criminal Agrippa, who is also running for the Senate. I hope to defeat him for High Chief, but there is no viable candidate for Senate. I can hardly sit for two worlds."
Tuil shakes his head and remarks, "This is a shame. Such good comes from your family. Perhaps it is time for you to settle down and embrace motherhood so that your children may grow up and continue the fight!"
Deianera listens. "I suppose you'll have to do what do what you imagine is best--" she looks at tuil. "Oh is that an offer to marry me?" she asks raising an eyebrow.
Meena Tills says, "You ought to come with me and see the situation on Byss," Meena replies. "I don't know if you've ever considered politics, but right now there is a wide open political situation on the planet, and a desperate need for some real leadership.""
Tuil smiles and shakes his head again. "You miss my meaning, miss. I merely comment on how your family has passed down its ideals from generation to generation. More Yuunos men and women in this galaxy righting wrongs and fighting for sentient rights would be a blessing." He nods at Meena.
Meena Tills nods. "And more whose support of sentient rights is part of a practical overall political program, too" he agrees. "It will be impossible to suppress the slave trade or the spice trade without significantly strengthening ... and reforming ... the navy."
Deianera smiles. "Oh.. well sorry, my family is really not like that... my parents just got lucky... I happened to like people and want to change the world. They supported my dream, and if I have children who don't want to follow this dream, I'd support them in anyway I could." she looks at Meena. "Politics aren't my thing, I have to heart of stomach for stepping on people, either one way or another... I give out aide, I help those I can..." she smiles. "Though I suppose I will certainly do my part in the political process I have to real desire to be a public figure..."
Meena Tills nods. "If you'd like to come out and help out a little in any case," he says, "the campaign on Byss is near its end, and I'd happily give you a lift. It would only be for a day or so. I need a few people to give interviews and such to help sway the final campaign, and your name would have an impact on the best-thinking part of the Byss population."
Tuil shakes his head. "Men and women of good will who do nothing only aid in the the rise of those who facilitate evil." He frowns and shrugs.
Deianera nods. "Well I think then will do something. I don't want to be undoing all the work I believe I am doing." she admits. "Maybe I'll help Senator.."
Meena Tills smiles. "That would be excellent. Tuil, would you like to come observe the voting some too?"
Tuil shakes his head. "How that I have both pieces of the device, I must follow where it leads me. Perhaps after, I will be in a better position to assist you."
Meena Tills nods. "Perhaps. Whatever you are doing on this Jedi business, be careful. I try to avoid having to do too much with such things."
Meena Tills smiles to Deianera. "I see the rain has finally abated. Would you join me on my shuttle then?"
Deianera nods. "THank you." she says to Meena. she looks to Tuil, "Say, thank you for the advice!" she calls out to him as she begins to walk away towards the shuttle.
Category:November 2007 RP Logs