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Lily laughed, as did Fay coming out of her meditation. "Come along children, there is someone here to meet us," she said with a smirk at Lily.
"Careful on that ramp Fay, I know how you old people can get sometimes." She snarked back, and Fay chuckled while Harry simply shook his head and followed Fay out the door with Lily bringing up the rear.
One of the locals met them at the end of the ship's ramp. He was a saturnine looking fellow, with long lanky hair and a gaunt face. He bowed fluorescently to the Jedi Master, nodding his head politely to the padawan. "Master Fay, I am Cuso, a castellan of the Count's Council. I regret to tell you that neither Master Dooku nor Master Unduli is able to meet with you immediately. Master Luminara is out on the ocean with young padawan Vosa, and a storm has come up which has forced them to remain out of the harbor for a time. And Master Dooku is in a session with the Counts in the Great Assembly House at the moment discussing our recent pirate problems."
"That is fine, we do not require pomp and ceremony to announce our presence, and we Jedi are servants, not masters." Fay replied simply.
That phrase won her a look from the local, but it wasn't a startled look, rather an upraising one and she wondered why for a moment before putting that thought to one side. "Nonetheless, I am here to answer any questions and to see to your accommodations. If you have any luggage or anything you wish sent to Master Dooku's estate, where he Master Unduli and Knight Vosa are currently living I can see to that immediately. Or if you yourselves would like to be taken there right away we can see to that as well."
"We have nothing of that sort, although if you could see to it that our astromech is sent there as well as giving an update on the local astrogation issues including the sites of these pirate attacks I would be most appreciative. And I think we will wait to see Master Dooku here. He and the Counts might decide they need another Jedi's perspective." Fay replied.
"Of course," the man said clicking his fingers and two other men dressed in spacer's coveralls moved towards the ship. The Astromech droid willingly went with the men. "I would warn your men not to try to enter our ship while we are gone Cuso, we have several security devices set up. I'm afraid after a few of our recent missions we have become somewhat paranoid," Fay warned, mixing truth with deception in a way that made her somewhat uncomfortable, but it was better than the alternative. The security runes that Lily and Fay had been working on lately worked a treat, but they were not nearly as selective in their response as the two women could wish.
"Of course Master. If you come from the Outer Rim, such a thing should be assumed."
"Indeed." Fay said following the man as Harry fell into step beside her. He engaged the man in conversation asking Cuso about the local economy and the foodstuffs that had initially made the planet so important in its sector.
The man replied quickly and easily, looking at the young human teen askance. Those emerald eyes of his were rather off-putting at first they were so bright and green color was an unusual one on Sorenno. The questions were also strangely unusual from a Jedi, which Cuso commented on. "Food is often not an issue Jedi concern themselves with, indeed your austerity in that area is a sign of self-control and austerity that we normal folk can only respect."
"Everyone has their little foibles I suppose, food is one of mine," Harry said with a shrug. "I like to think of myself as a cook, and it's proven itself useful occasionally."
The man nodded politely, and continued to direct the party forward out of the small but extremely well-appointed landing area and out past them into Carrania. After a short car ride they were led into a large, almost Grecian looking building and then to a waiting area outside a large meeting room with two large doors leading into it made of a deep, dark brown wood with interesting striations of light yellow showing here and there. Through the wood the Jedi could hear the murmur of voices. Harry walked around the area, taking in the art on the walls and staring out the open windows with Lily, as Fay took a seat, folding her hands together as she waited calmly.
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For a few moments it was all Dooku could do to split his attention between what was being said in front of him and the feeling in the Force of the new arrivals. Fay's presence was like a wave of serenity in the Force all around her, encapsulating the entire system like a fog. It was potent but diffuse and a sign of both her power and personality.
The boy with her, the touch in the Force was both distinctly masculine and young, to Dooku senses, was controlled, extremely so, Dooku couldn't get a read on it at this distance. Interesting, this must be young Harry, the one she radioed about. That was all his Force senses could tell of the two arrivals without Dooku actually consciously directing them, and he couldn't do that and listen in on the conversation in front of him at the same time.
The crux of this meeting was the need to create anti-pirate patrols, what type, how large, and how far away from Sorenno they could operate without the Senate both hearing and bleating about it. There was also concern about the militarization of the Trade Federation, which continued to accelerate. The Trade Federation was a partner of some local Sorenno corporations, but in other ways they were competitors, hence the concern.
Trade was the backbone of the Six Great Houses. They had controlling interest in the local economy of course, which was based on agriculture and the three gas giants' output, which would make them rich here in this sector. But it had been how they had brokered those local goods into trade elsewhere that made him rich even by galactic standards.
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