Fleeing to a Backwater
Yacov
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Omake: Fleeing to a Backwater
POV Git Emol, frustrated immigrant
"This is an outrage! Do you know who I am!?"
The glassy eyed receptionist did not even give the satisfaction of glancing up at him. Him! He was Git Emol!
"I am sorry sir, but these documents justifying an expedited immigration process use identification which has expired."
Expired? Expired! A month after that atrocious stay in Arrth-Eno and suddenly the whole galaxy is upside down!
"Read it again. It says Senator, Sen-a-tor! That means I am one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy!"
Sure the Senate was dissolved. And maybe he slept with the wives of the governor now in charge of the planet he was representing, but the title still had power by the Void! Traditions and their influence just don't evaporate overnight!
"Sir under the new regulations, only immigrants with up to date documentation can apply for an expedited immigration process. Both your identification and academic diploma have been rescinded by order of an Imperial Court."
What!? He'd paid good donations for that diploma! Oh this stinks of meddling. Who was it?
Was it Gekit Furot after he covertly published that article questioning their family's breeding? Or did my Kiffar maid decide to take revenge after forcing her to clean up after a Senatorial party one too many times? Maybe Senator Jink is finally paying him back for that "buglover" tattoo he tricked him into getting back when we were Apprentice Legislators. Oh the Kubaz had never forgiven him for that, but everyone hazes the new species.
"This is unacceptable! I demand to speak to your manager at once!"
Bribing this peon is a waste of good credits. Better save for a bigger fish with what little funds he had access to. He was down to his last dozen million credits. The Empire might have his official accounts still frozen, but they hadn't found out about his secret accounts.
He was able to smuggle out the codes the same way he always does. Foolish customs officers. They always fall for the datachip in the oiled up head fold routine!
"And what should I say is the nature of your request?"
Registering a trade company in this new-fangled Guild would be his next step. It should allow him to transfer his money into business accounts and keep it out of the Imperial Auditors grubby mitts. Cousin Woz was doing well with a weapons company in a nearby sector. Perhaps he would be interested in opening a branch on Minda?
"Tell them an affluent businessman wants to discuss investments into Minda's growing economy."
With what's left of his capital, he'll have to play things smart. Minda received a B+ from the Sentate's Council of Labor Abuses. The highest rating a planet can get without bribing the Council. He may have to give more slack to the help than he's used to, but let it not be said that Git isn't an adaptive Bargawin.
Watch out galaxy! He may have taken a tumble, but Ex-Senator Git Emol still going to come out on top yet again!
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Crossposted on SB and SV
POV Git Emol, frustrated immigrant
"This is an outrage! Do you know who I am!?"
The glassy eyed receptionist did not even give the satisfaction of glancing up at him. Him! He was Git Emol!
"I am sorry sir, but these documents justifying an expedited immigration process use identification which has expired."
Expired? Expired! A month after that atrocious stay in Arrth-Eno and suddenly the whole galaxy is upside down!
"Read it again. It says Senator, Sen-a-tor! That means I am one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy!"
Sure the Senate was dissolved. And maybe he slept with the wives of the governor now in charge of the planet he was representing, but the title still had power by the Void! Traditions and their influence just don't evaporate overnight!
"Sir under the new regulations, only immigrants with up to date documentation can apply for an expedited immigration process. Both your identification and academic diploma have been rescinded by order of an Imperial Court."
What!? He'd paid good donations for that diploma! Oh this stinks of meddling. Who was it?
Was it Gekit Furot after he covertly published that article questioning their family's breeding? Or did my Kiffar maid decide to take revenge after forcing her to clean up after a Senatorial party one too many times? Maybe Senator Jink is finally paying him back for that "buglover" tattoo he tricked him into getting back when we were Apprentice Legislators. Oh the Kubaz had never forgiven him for that, but everyone hazes the new species.
"This is unacceptable! I demand to speak to your manager at once!"
Bribing this peon is a waste of good credits. Better save for a bigger fish with what little funds he had access to. He was down to his last dozen million credits. The Empire might have his official accounts still frozen, but they hadn't found out about his secret accounts.
He was able to smuggle out the codes the same way he always does. Foolish customs officers. They always fall for the datachip in the oiled up head fold routine!
"And what should I say is the nature of your request?"
Registering a trade company in this new-fangled Guild would be his next step. It should allow him to transfer his money into business accounts and keep it out of the Imperial Auditors grubby mitts. Cousin Woz was doing well with a weapons company in a nearby sector. Perhaps he would be interested in opening a branch on Minda?
"Tell them an affluent businessman wants to discuss investments into Minda's growing economy."
With what's left of his capital, he'll have to play things smart. Minda received a B+ from the Sentate's Council of Labor Abuses. The highest rating a planet can get without bribing the Council. He may have to give more slack to the help than he's used to, but let it not be said that Git isn't an adaptive Bargawin.
Watch out galaxy! He may have taken a tumble, but Ex-Senator Git Emol still going to come out on top yet again!
——
Crossposted on SB and SV
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