Star Wars
The Revenge of Qymaen jai Sheelal
Chapter 7: Financial Advisement
General Grievous had already landed his personal starfigher, and had given orders to the captain to release the Venator-class Star Destroyer. A few moments after the ion cannon bombardment had ended, the starship had turned quickly and disappeared into hyperspace. After watching to insure that the Republic captain made no foolish mistakes, he had made his way back to his quarters. He had already been waiting for nearly twenty minutes for San Hill, the Chairman of the InterGalactic Banking Clan, to come to the holoprojector, he needed to talk to this member of the Separatist Council. The matter was concerning money, and a great deal of it. Grievous was now becoming very impatient, one of the six claws on his feet was tapping against the durasteel floor, and he let out a disgruntled, and low growl, this was definitely not his expertise. He was a general, yet he was still bound to the IGBC, as it backed every Galactic Credit in the galaxy, and thus he was also bound to the schedule of San Hill, which infuriated the cyborg general beyond belief.
Finally, the tall Muun appeared on the holoprojector, "General Grievous, this is a surprise. I will have to urge you to make this quick, Grievous, I have a meeting, and I cannot be late..." the Muun announced rapidly. He was far too busy for his own good.
"You will have to make time Hill, as this is of the utmost importance, besides, I would bet that this 'meeting' is just several of the Executives of the Banking Clan, counting their quarterly profits..." he jeered at the Chairman.
"Well I never..."
"Now then, to business. As I am not a financial officer, I do not know the difficulty in this task, but it must be done. I want you to end your backing of the Galactic Credit, and begin to create a new standard currency, for the Confederacy, I want to destroy the Republic completely, militarily, financially, and completely."
"What?! Are you insane? Do you know how difficult it is to make a new currency? It would take years to distribute throughout the Confederate worlds." he exploded slightly at first.
"Is it possible? That is what I want to know, Hill." Grievous questioned.
"Well of course it's possible, but the time that it would take, the amount of data that would have to be changed..."
"That is all I need to know. What would be the most affective way to do it?"
"Well, I suppose that it would be possible if the accounts of Republic worlds and corporations were dropped, and all the credits, in all forms, chip, coin, and bill were given to the Banking Clan. We could then distribute new CIS Credit Chips throughout the Confederate worlds, and then distribute them to any worlds or new organizations that join the Confederacy. But to distribute the new currency affectively, the IGBC would have to freeze the assets of the CIS, and prevent all transactions for at least two days, so that we could give the currency out correctly, and equally to the assets of the CIS members, that would mean every being. It would also take months to create enough new Credit chips, which would need a different design than the Republic Credits. To make a new and distinct design will take a good deal of time, at least two weeks..."
"I am almost sorry that I asked. Perhaps if you were given help in the chip making process by the Commerce Guild, the Trade Federation, and the Corporate Alliance?"
"I suppose that would make things run a bit faster, but we would also need to share our data, which is far easier said than done. We are still competitors Grievous, and our profits are deeply imbedded with keeping our data separate...Not to mention that no longer backing the Republic will also cut deeply into the IGBC's profits." Hill explained.
"I understand that your profits are important Hill, but this is for a far larger cause. But perhaps you should take into account something of great importance to you..."
"And what would that be General?"
"That when we conquer the Republic, you will have complete control of the currency of the New Order, and not only this, but every corporation will grow rapidly was the strict regulations on business will be removed, as Count Dooku promised. The benefits will far outweigh the any detriments that you might encounter, Hill. Think of it as a long term investment." Grievous knew that this would appease to the Chairman's senses a bit better.
"I see...I will have to run this past the Separatist Council of course, but I believe that this could possibly be done, albeit with a great deal of work." Hill smiled slightly, and nodded his head a bit in approval.
"I thought that you would see things from my perspective Hill, just insure that it is passed through the Council, if you get any trouble from the other members, simply tell them to contact me and that they can tell me themselves that they disapprove , I have high doubts that they will say anything after that... " He chuckled slightly to himself.
Hill simply nodded and smirked slightly, "I would not doubt that, you have my thanks for this very interesting idea, expect an increase in your fleet size, as well as your military, General."
Grievous bowed slightly to the Muun, "Thank you, Chairman Hill, I guarantee that you will not be disappointed. The Republic will fall, and your profits will skyrocket." He laughed slightly, and then turned off the holoprojector. It was not but a few moments after that it reactivated, a B1 droid appearing, "General Grievous, sir."
"Yes, what is it?" he said in an almost irritated tone.
"I was just informed that the major cities of Naboo have submitted to the Droid Armies of the CIS, and the other areas of the world are submitting quickly, the planet is now nearing a state of complete control by the Confederacy. But there is still the matter of the Gungans, who have made no actions whatsoever, neither submitting to your will, nor making any hostile actions. What are your orders sir?" the droid replied, in a high droning voice.
"Keep them under surveillance, if any large scale moves are taken, bombard from the ships, if any hostile actions are taken on a smaller scale, deploy a substantial amount of AATs, as well as B2 Super battle droids, and droidekas. I will not tolerate any attempts at rebellion on this world, is that clear?"
"Yes, General Grievous." it responded, turning off the holoprojector again.
Grievous moved towards the throne by the viewport of his quarters, he needed to have a bit of quiet, and a bit of peace. He still had not come up with an idea of what to do with Skywalker and Amidala, and he could not simply let them rot in the palace prison, that would be far too generous. He also realized that he could keep Amidala easily in her cell, but Skywalker could call upon a greater power to aid himself, the Force. He would have to removed that advantage from his Jedi friend, but the question was how. He began to run through what he knew about the force, mostly what he knew was spiritual, and that was not helping him. And then it hit him, like a starfigher plowing into a capital ship...the Force requires a great deal of concentration of the mind to use, and if one cannot concentrate, one could not use the Force to any affective degree. But that lead him to his next question, how to keep Skywalker continually distracted. That answer was far simpler. There were multitudes of drugs that focused on the brain, slowing it's activity, or better, causing it great pain. Pain would definitely keep his mind occupied, and Grievous would still be able to extract any information he might want from the Jedi, and perhaps break him for the mere fun of it. He would not need to drug the Senator, but he could break her all the same, and that was always something he would enjoy, breaking the spirit of another being, and watching them squirm as their entire perceptive and mind slowly were shattered, what a wonderful way to spend several afternoons. Grievous bellowed at this, and thought to start this plan as soon as he returned to the planet surface...
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