Southstar
Feb 20th, 2005, 12:15:18 AM
Southstar leaned back in his chair inside one of the offices at the Palace. He was an Elder now and that gave him the rights to one of the nicer corner offices to organize his business things. It was still small though, perhaps he would set up shop elsewhere. Maybe one day.
He flipped through a few papers that documented the latest of the people's activities. Riots in the wake of Rivin, the banished Sith Knight, and his latest attempt at spreading anarchy across the planet. The riots had been confined to the major cities, especially Coronet.
Finally the comm rang. Southstar accepted the call and the alien face of the head of the department of agriculture. "How may I serve you Master Sith?" The robotic translator voice said.
"What are you're profits like?" Southstar began.
"Not well. The price controls the Sith Order set to make food affordable to the poorer classes have hit us hard."
"I appreciate your honesty." He picked up a pen and twirled it on his fingers. "How would you like to make some money? There has been a problem of food shortages as of late, has there not?"
"There has, at the low price has made it possible for people to take all of the food. Grain especially."
"Prices rise, without price control that is, and we're going to let them rise at the same time you will trade with the independant systems as part of a deal with some independant systems. Most of the systems have higher prices than Sith held planets. You'll be free to trade with those systems until the end of the year. So make it count."
"We will sir. But you are aware this will lead to most of the cities starving?"
"Very well aware." Southstar smiled grimly.
"Well then. By our year end reports there will be a sign of profit again in the department. Thank you for this oppertunity." The holo shut off.
Now unto the next bit of business. What to tell the people. He glanced through a statement regarding the high prices. The real effects wouldn't happen until a few days later, but the statement was being prepared ahead of time.
Dear citizens of Corellia, The Sith Order has been sincerely working in the interest of its people regarding the high food prices. We have begun to expand trade with the independant systems in an effort to spread our influence. As Corellians, we are calling you to take this chance to spread your influence and bring greatness to your planet and culture. Bear with us during these hard times and rest assured the Sith suffer with you.
It seemed good enough. In all the universities and schools economics was not a study offered. The papers documenting most of the economic information were kept secret and locked tight away, as if anyone could understand them anyway.
He glanced through a list of things he had to do. There was the issue of Rasha Vill, who's fate had been decided but had yet to be completed. He would draft up some documents and plans for the funeral later. Then there was the issue of political prisoners. The jails were filling up. The re-education camp at Jara was almost complete and once it was, Southstar would arrange for the politcal rebels to be transported there. He kicked abck in his chair again. He needed to hire someone to do this for him.
He flipped through a few papers that documented the latest of the people's activities. Riots in the wake of Rivin, the banished Sith Knight, and his latest attempt at spreading anarchy across the planet. The riots had been confined to the major cities, especially Coronet.
Finally the comm rang. Southstar accepted the call and the alien face of the head of the department of agriculture. "How may I serve you Master Sith?" The robotic translator voice said.
"What are you're profits like?" Southstar began.
"Not well. The price controls the Sith Order set to make food affordable to the poorer classes have hit us hard."
"I appreciate your honesty." He picked up a pen and twirled it on his fingers. "How would you like to make some money? There has been a problem of food shortages as of late, has there not?"
"There has, at the low price has made it possible for people to take all of the food. Grain especially."
"Prices rise, without price control that is, and we're going to let them rise at the same time you will trade with the independant systems as part of a deal with some independant systems. Most of the systems have higher prices than Sith held planets. You'll be free to trade with those systems until the end of the year. So make it count."
"We will sir. But you are aware this will lead to most of the cities starving?"
"Very well aware." Southstar smiled grimly.
"Well then. By our year end reports there will be a sign of profit again in the department. Thank you for this oppertunity." The holo shut off.
Now unto the next bit of business. What to tell the people. He glanced through a statement regarding the high prices. The real effects wouldn't happen until a few days later, but the statement was being prepared ahead of time.
Dear citizens of Corellia, The Sith Order has been sincerely working in the interest of its people regarding the high food prices. We have begun to expand trade with the independant systems in an effort to spread our influence. As Corellians, we are calling you to take this chance to spread your influence and bring greatness to your planet and culture. Bear with us during these hard times and rest assured the Sith suffer with you.
It seemed good enough. In all the universities and schools economics was not a study offered. The papers documenting most of the economic information were kept secret and locked tight away, as if anyone could understand them anyway.
He glanced through a list of things he had to do. There was the issue of Rasha Vill, who's fate had been decided but had yet to be completed. He would draft up some documents and plans for the funeral later. Then there was the issue of political prisoners. The jails were filling up. The re-education camp at Jara was almost complete and once it was, Southstar would arrange for the politcal rebels to be transported there. He kicked abck in his chair again. He needed to hire someone to do this for him.