Star Wars: A Thing Of Beauty

Heart Breakers

Deep in the separatist headquarters on Felucia, Wat Tambor of the Techno Union is making his way into the laboratory located in the depths of the fortress, escorted by Asajj Ventress and Weiyun, another dark deciple. Weiyun is a Falleen, wearing dark red, striped, tight garb and a hooded black cape with a blindfold, and she is very tall and muscular. They take Tambor into a chamber where general Grievous' mechanical body undergoes maintenance, with parts for the cyborg monster hanging on the walls, from chains on the ceiling and set on multiple tables. There is a huge, cylindrical tank filled with fluids, and inside it is what little organic parts of Grievous remains: Most importantly, his brain, as well as some of his head which only includes his eyes, and his throat and lungs. While his throat is intact, his mouth, nose and ears are mechanical, and all of these things are held together in his biopod. Devices that full conversion cyborgs need that provide their remaining organic parts with the necessary nutrients to survive. Grievous' biopod is suspended in the fluids why several tubes of varying sizes. The foreman of the Techno Union approached the tank while the dark deciples stay by the door.
"Wat Tambor." Grievous says, his echoing voice projected into the room through loud speakers. "What brings you to my laboratory?"

"A business proposition." The foreman answered formally, putting his hands together. His mechanical language translater producing a deep, robotic voice. "I am here in hopes that we might come to a mutually beneficial arrangement. A... Political alliance. Of sorts."

"You have my attention, foreman." Grievous says, intrigued, as the techno union definitely has assets that he is interested in.

"This fortress on Felucia is soon to be a Nexus for business," Tambor explains. "When the war is over, we will all have our fill of competition for these hyperlanes. Friendly competition. But competition nonetheless. If you allow the Techno Union a head start with my businesses here, I will not only provide you with more battle droids, but a new line of combat units that will finish up your campaign here. And to top it off, advanced upgrades to your cybernetic body."

"That is quite the enticing offer." Grievous says. "I'll accept, but only if you throw in 35% of the profits you make using these lanes."

The two go on discussing this transaction and eventually come to an agreement, and then Wat Tambor dismisses himself to go work on the contract for the future. Ventress and Weiyun then step up to Grievous' tank.
"The authority is about to shift here." Weiyun says, starting things bluntly. "Zorsia is too arrogant. Too rebellious. Lord Tyranus has spoken and we shall do away with her."

"We're only here to give you a fair chance at compliance." Ventress adds. "You may carry on as you have, but let Zorsia's fate remind you of your place."

"Silly girl..." Grievous answered, shaking his head, unbothered by the veiled threats. "I warned her, and she ignored me. I only wish I could be there to watch..."

Zorsia knows exactly what Weiyun and Asajj Ventress came to Felucia for. She knows them well and could feel their intentions through the force when they entered the fortress. So she is prepared. They won't take her out so easily.
There is a dark throne room that had been prepared for Darth Sidious during his visits to Felucia before he died, but sense he's been gone, this room has not seen much use. It's large, with high ceiling and mostly empty, with a a wall-to-wall staircase leading up to a dusty throne in front of a huge, round window with a vast, expansive few of the jungle. The Chiss woman, Zorsia, is standing by the window next to the throne, waiting for her sisters to arrive, watching a rainy thunderstorm outside. The doors slide open and her fellow dark deciples enter the room, and Zorsia turns to face them. There is silence for a little bit, Weiyun and Ventress both know Zorsia has something planned but they can't figure out what...
"Have you got anything to say to me?" Zorsia said confidently at the top of the stairs. "We're sisters in the force, but you would just kill me without a word, hmm?"