JPL |Lester B. Pearsons & Jon Lal Lenai & Guests| "Moon Over Bourbon Street"

Posted on 241410.30 @ 5:33am by Commander Jess Holtz
Edited on on 241410.30 @ 6:55am

Mission: Non-Plot Log
Location: Starways Express

= Luxury Liner Starways Express, Outside of Ferengi Space =

The luxury liner Cunnard class was an amazing ship borrowing the saucer hull and the nacelle design from Starfleet ships but flipping the saucer section upside down adds a very very distinctive design to these large vessels. The luxury liner Starways Express was owned by Lester B. Pearsons the CEO of ARC (Alien Reclamation Cooperative). "Sir I have the quarterly reports, trade deals and few news stories that might interest you." Izin Bran Lester's personal assistant and the man keeping an eye on the Quoicho's most valued asset.

"Thank you Izin leave them on my desk I'll take a look at them later," Lester said swirling a light blue liquid around in a small glass, "you ever tried Romulan ale before Izin?"

"He has not," A new voice said coming from the shadows of the room, "Izin here isn't the right type of person to waste such a delicacy on." A young Trill male walked out from the shadows with a sly smirk on his face. "Truth be told Mr Pearsons you're barely worth it."

"Mr Lenai just 'cause your family gives generously to my cause and company doesn't give you the right to treat me like that." Lester said shakily terrified of Jon Lal and of the Lenai family. Jon Lal just laughed as he poured himself a drink not touching the Romulan ale but going for the Draylaxian whiskey before taking a seat across from Lester.

"Now now Mr Pearsons calm down my family is the generous ones, me on the other hand I'm not so generous." Jon Lal said taking a sip of the whiskey, "I must ask how did you come by this year?" Lester just stared at the man who he barely knew in fact he had just learned recently that he was the eldest son of the Lenai family. "Never mind I'm here to make sure our generous funding is actually doing something for my family, well truth be told mainly for me."

Gulping slightly Lester pulled on the collar of his black tunic, "yes....er....well......" Lester had nothing to say most of the funds from the Lenai family were to help rebuild the colonies that were ravished during the Tirad wars especially the ones along the Cardassian and Tholian borders. Jon Lal just laughed grinning at how nervous the CEO of a very very large company that had it's hands in almost everything.

"Calm down with us donating to you we're getting a lot of good press allowing some of our other outlets," Jon Lal said looking at Lester, "but what I need is some basic warehouses and a spaceport built on Draylax and of course having them staffed." Lester just looked at Jon Lal with disbelief.

"And why would I do this?" Lester asked knowing that the construction of the warehouses was cheap but the spaceport was a huge sum of money. Jon Lal smirked as he finished his drink setting the glass down on the table he stood and walked and stood near Izin.

"Izin here, our trusted personal assistant is in fact my personal gentlemen's valet," Jon Lal said smiling as he patted Izin quite roughly on the back, "he's been feeding information, information that if leaked would ruin you and this company of yours. Truth be told I did think about doing that and buying it and using it for my own needs but I figured it was much better to leave it in your capable hands." Lester was confused, angry and again terrified of what his.....er who he thought his personal assistant was found.

"Fine but it's gonna take time to get all the proper permanents to get construction going and a crew to start building." Lester said knowing that Draylax would have all the building supplies he would need.

"No need to get one for the spaceport there's old abandoned one that is pretty cheap. It needs a nice retrofit, repairs and some upgrades." Jon Lal said walking over to the door. "I'll leave you to this keep me appraised of your progress. Izin let's go." And with that Jon Lal and his gentlemen's valet Izin Bran beamed back over to the SS Magpie Jon Lal's Tuffli freighter and personal ship.

"Rosette get in here now!" Lester said slamming his fist onto the table furious he allowed this to happen. "Get everything you know on this Jon Lal Lenai and Izin Bran. Tell me what this Izin Bran looked at while he was here and get me council men Stinis Drimen." Rosette Wyyn quickly stood from her desk and rushed into Lester's room and listened to the requests.

"Of course sir I'll get on these right away." With that she got back to her desk quickly and got a comm link opened with the council of Draylax while looking through their payroll of investigators that they used when working on purchasing smaller companies. Or for something like this, "ah she'll do just fine." She said looking at the file of a particularly excellent hacker.

Lester B. Pearsons (apb Aza)
ARC (Alien Reclamation Cooperative)
LLS Starways Express

Rosette Wyyn (apb Aza)
Personal Assistant
LLS Starways Express

Jon Lal Lenai (apb Aza)
Socio-path
LLS Starways Express

Izin Bran (abp Aza)
Gentlemen's Valet
LLS Starways Express