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The ARGO-Rothana Merger
The conference room at the apex of Rothana Heavy Engineering’s headquarters was a chamber of stark contrast—opulent, timeless, and ominous all at once. Two massive windows flanked the far end of the room, revealing the breathtaking expanse of Rothana’s arctic tundra. Icy winds whispered against the thick transparisteel, but inside, warmth clung to the chamber like the scent of old stone and wealth.
In the corner, between the windows, stood an ancient tree in a black, gold-accented pot. Its twisted trunk rose defiantly before bowing under its own age, branches arching over the room like crooked arms. Sparse crimson leaves clung to it stubbornly, catching the filtered light and casting red shadows across the floor. Around the room, tall cylindrical glass cases and pedestals displayed curated echoes of the past—eroded Sith armor, ceremonial weapons, and long-forgotten artifacts from the darker corners of galactic history.
At the center stood a large round table, its surface smooth except for the embedded holoprojector at its core. A projection of the Agressor-Class Destroyer, ARCSS Exavis hovered above it—an angular, predatory silhouette—casting shifting blue light onto the faces standing around it.
To the left stood Moff Cerato, his aging face stone-set, one hand gripping his black cane. The ex-Imperial admiral, now a voice in the murky politics of the Remnant, remained a symbol of discipline and ruthless pragmatism.
Beside him stood Elli Vakeer, the elderly Umbaran matriarch of Rothana Heavy Engineering. Her pale, unreadable features betrayed nothing, her silver-flecked eyes scanning the projection as if glimpsing something the others could not.
Next, Prex Yusai of ARGO Industries stood with his palms resting lightly on the table’s edge, his tailored coat perfectly aligned, posture calm but commanding. The image of a corporate visionary cloaked in iron strategy.
To his right stood Dr. Verek Darn, once an Imperial science officer, now Chief Scientist of RHE. His hands rested in front of him, fingers laced, his thoughts buried beneath a polished façade. The Exavis was partly his brainchild, and his silence was the sound of calculation.
Next to him stood Kalen Thurn, Sr. Intelligence Officer of ArgoSec and Yusai’s personal advisor. An implant pulsed faintly at the back of his head, its soft red light a quiet testament to the processing core woven into his brain and spine. Thurn’s cybernetics allowed him to monitor data feeds and predictive models in real-time—calculating, measuring, forecasting every twitch and turn of the meeting. He said little, but his eyes, constantly adjusting and analyzing, missed nothing.
“The Exavis is ready,” said Yusai, voice low and certain. “Fully retrofitted. Operational. Awaiting deployment.”
Dr. Darn gave a small nod. “It retains its core weapons matrix under civilian registry. The mining designation is... a formality.”
Kalen Thurn spoke with precision. “Stealth protocols have passed final calibration. The Exavis will not merely defend our lanes—it will anchor the next phase of our security doctrine.”
The holoprojector shifted to display the crest of ARGO Industries rotating beside the sigil of Rothana Heavy Engineering, the two icons slowly blending into a single emblem.
“The merger,” Yusai said, eyes still on the hologram, “begins now. Let the Exavis be our first move.”
Elli Vakeer tilted her head ever so slightly. “Then let it be done.”
Moff Cerato allowed a rare smile. “The galaxy is watching. Let it remember who still knows how to build.”
Overhead, the ancient tree creaked as a red leaf drifted down, landing soundlessly on the cold floor beneath their feet.
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I had fun with this build. For a long time I wanted to do something similar to my golden casino - something elegant inspired by Dryden Vos' Yacht First Light, and the bridge of the Eye of Sion. Thanks for watching/reading ';)
The ARGO-Rothana Merger
The conference room at the apex of Rothana Heavy Engineering’s headquarters was a chamber of stark contrast—opulent, timeless, and ominous all at once. Two massive windows flanked the far end of the room, revealing the breathtaking expanse of Rothana’s arctic tundra. Icy winds whispered against the thick transparisteel, but inside, warmth clung to the chamber like the scent of old stone and wealth.
In the corner, between the windows, stood an ancient tree in a black, gold-accented pot. Its twisted trunk rose defiantly before bowing under its own age, branches arching over the room like crooked arms. Sparse crimson leaves clung to it stubbornly, catching the filtered light and casting red shadows across the floor. Around the room, tall cylindrical glass cases and pedestals displayed curated echoes of the past—eroded Sith armor, ceremonial weapons, and long-forgotten artifacts from the darker corners of galactic history.
At the center stood a large round table, its surface smooth except for the embedded holoprojector at its core. A projection of the Agressor-Class Destroyer, ARCSS Exavis hovered above it—an angular, predatory silhouette—casting shifting blue light onto the faces standing around it.
To the left stood Moff Cerato, his aging face stone-set, one hand gripping his black cane. The ex-Imperial admiral, now a voice in the murky politics of the Remnant, remained a symbol of discipline and ruthless pragmatism.
Beside him stood Elli Vakeer, the elderly Umbaran matriarch of Rothana Heavy Engineering. Her pale, unreadable features betrayed nothing, her silver-flecked eyes scanning the projection as if glimpsing something the others could not.
Next, Prex Yusai of ARGO Industries stood with his palms resting lightly on the table’s edge, his tailored coat perfectly aligned, posture calm but commanding. The image of a corporate visionary cloaked in iron strategy.
To his right stood Dr. Verek Darn, once an Imperial science officer, now Chief Scientist of RHE. His hands rested in front of him, fingers laced, his thoughts buried beneath a polished façade. The Exavis was partly his brainchild, and his silence was the sound of calculation.
Next to him stood Kalen Thurn, Sr. Intelligence Officer of ArgoSec and Yusai’s personal advisor. An implant pulsed faintly at the back of his head, its soft red light a quiet testament to the processing core woven into his brain and spine. Thurn’s cybernetics allowed him to monitor data feeds and predictive models in real-time—calculating, measuring, forecasting every twitch and turn of the meeting. He said little, but his eyes, constantly adjusting and analyzing, missed nothing.
“The Exavis is ready,” said Yusai, voice low and certain. “Fully retrofitted. Operational. Awaiting deployment.”
Dr. Darn gave a small nod. “It retains its core weapons matrix under civilian registry. The mining designation is... a formality.”
Kalen Thurn spoke with precision. “Stealth protocols have passed final calibration. The Exavis will not merely defend our lanes—it will anchor the next phase of our security doctrine.”
The holoprojector shifted to display the crest of ARGO Industries rotating beside the sigil of Rothana Heavy Engineering, the two icons slowly blending into a single emblem.
“The merger,” Yusai said, eyes still on the hologram, “begins now. Let the Exavis be our first move.”
Elli Vakeer tilted her head ever so slightly. “Then let it be done.”
Moff Cerato allowed a rare smile. “The galaxy is watching. Let it remember who still knows how to build.”
Overhead, the ancient tree creaked as a red leaf drifted down, landing soundlessly on the cold floor beneath their feet.
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I had fun with this build. For a long time I wanted to do something similar to my golden casino - something elegant inspired by Dryden Vos' Yacht First Light, and the bridge of the Eye of Sion. Thanks for watching/reading ';)