Irregular Apocalypse, Melbourne Station, Tau-44, 17:41 Sirius Standard Time.
"Most of my crew also shares the vision, there will be a small yet somewhat sizeable opposition and I intend to drop them at nearest Freeport or other neutral ground." Rasim said. "This movement would start right here, and spread to Borneo and Minato Harbor." Rasim then looked at both men, as well as his crewman doing their own things. "We would be the voice of prospering Taus, inevitably center around this system. Our primary commercial activities would be mining and trading mined ores. We would essentially become miners with big guns and bigger ships. I know what you are thinking, Tarik, however a commonwealth is more of a state thing. We are not exactly aiming for a nation per-se. We will be an union of people from different backgrounds. How does... Borneo Mining Syndicate sounds as a name?"
"Sounds like you already had this name in mind when you came here and summoned us, did you?" Anton chuckled a bit but then his tone back to be serious. "Name works, but some empty-head people would need to be explained that we are syndicate not because we sell drugs, weapon and whores, but because we are united with same commercial interest, which is, in our case, is mining ore in the Taus and securing the sector for ensuring our prosperity, is it so?"
Irregular Apocalypse, Melbourne Station, Tau-44, 17:44 Sirius Standard Time.
"That is correct, Anton. Mining is ours, and Taus' lifeline, to stay strong and be able to afford a security fleet in this competitive climate between expansionist houses, drug cartels and us, we have to stick to mining as our main source of revenue." Rasim answered. "If empty-headed bastards still misunderstands us after we explain that, they can be thrown out of an airlock." Rasim then looked at Tarik. "What do you think, friend?"
“Yes, the name is good. Economic and commercial development is priority and ore mining, processing, and transport is where its at for the Tau sector. I know a few independent contractors that operate in and around Java that I might be able to call upon to assist our efforts and there are a few independently owned modular stations that will likely welcome our business nearby. Rasim, you seem to have much of this worked out, perhaps you draw up a charter and beam it to us for review? No doubt some of the refugees of this invasion, many of them with history working for mining operations will need a place to go and form new futures.”
Irregular Apocalypse, Melbourne Station, Tau-44, 17:48 Sirius Standard Time.
"I believe we all could work on a Charter together, Tarik. I did not really lay details on this." Rasim said. Then moved the matter to Tarik's second point. "If both of you know people that can aid our efforts, that will be very important. Without a sizeable amount of support, this will not take off. Let's sell the idea of unification and giving a middle finger to politics."
When Anton entered the bar Irregular Apocalypse a few days after the first meeting with Rasim and Tarik happened, they both already were there and talked about something. However, when he came closer, they suddenly turn silent. Fomin greeted them with a short nod before taking a seat and begin a conversation without hesitation.
"The word has been spread. Let's see how many will come from the Guild's side." with a gesture, the man called a waiter and ordered a cup of coffee. While waiting for the order to come, Anton took a look at Rasim, like was thinking should he ask something or not. "So, what are news about next Colonial moves? Some of my guys think they will withdraw their forces from Tau-44 to Coronado and abandon us behind, to spread bullshit like 'For those, we left behind' after."
"What?!" Rasim furiously reacted and slammed his drink. "They can not abandon their home. OUR home! I did not get such orders to relocate to Coronado yet and if some cowards abandon Borneo, they are not worthy to carry the name Colonial with pride. I am not abandoning this place." Rasim then looked at Tarik. "Set course for Singapore as soon as possible. I would say its time for some refits and transponder adjustments. What do you say?"
Tariks eyes flashed and his jaw closed “Nonsense. Misinformation, no way they withdraw. I've not received such order either."Tarik turned towrads Rasim, determination in his gaze,"I have a plan regarding that. Three days after the last battle with the sniffer dreads, I'll be at Singapore with those that want to be a part of this. Now, I must attend to some matters on my ship. See you soon gentlemen".Tarik stood and made his leave of the bar.
Anton followed Tarik with a glimpse and then turned back to Rasim. "I will wait for some people here. If they will not appear soon, I'll be leaving for Singapore too. Want to stay, or will you leave?"
"More the merrier, also you might need people to keep company." Rasim then turned at the bartender. "Prep some coffee and one beer." He finished his current drink and nodded at Anton. "So, who are your, maybe even our, guests?"
