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Damasks previous contact with the Yinchorri had been limited to holoprojector; now he leaned forward in keen interest as the spokesmember introduced himself in gruff Basic as Qayhuksecretary of the Council of Eldersand launched immediately into a diatribe denouncing the Senate for refusing to admit Yinchorr to the Republic. With bellicose encouragement from his comrades, Qayhuk went on to say with fistpounding emphasis that although their homeworld had been charted of years earlier by the Republic, Yinchorr remained an underprivileged, backrocket planet deserving of far better treatment. Or someone will pay in blood for the ongoing injustice, the secretary warned. Larsh Hill waited until he was certain that Qayhuk was finished to remark under his breath, Im not sure even the Senate is ready for them. Holding Qayhuks baleful gaze and motioning with his hand, Damask said, You have no interest in seeing Yinchorr seated in the Senate. Qayhuk took umbrage. Why else would we have journeyed all this way You have no interest in seeing Yinchorr seated in the Senate, Plagueis repeated. Qayhuk glanced at his greenskinned brethren, then looked at Hill. Is Magister Damask deaf or in ill health Hill turned to Damask in concern but said nothing. Damask concealed his astonishment. As rumored, the Yinchorri were apparently resistant to Force suggestion! But how was it possible that midichlorians in a being of relatively low intelligence could erect an impenetrable wall against the influence of a Sith Was this some sort of survival mechanismthe midichlorians way of protecting the consciousness of their vessels by refusing to be manipulated He would need to possess one of these beings to learn the secret.


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We might be willing to help you lobby for representation in the Senate, he said at last, but the process could require standard years or even decades, and Im not convinced you have the patience for it. Qayhuks wide nostrils flared. Whats a decade when we have been patient for a century Are we not sentients Or are we required to embrace the conditions along with accepting them Damask shook his head. No one is asking you to applaud the arrangement. Qayhuks expression softened somewhat. Then we have an accord We will draw up a contract, Damask said. In the meantime, I want some assurance that I can call on you for a personal favor should the need arise. Qayhuk stared at him. A personal favor Of what sort Damask showed the palms of his hands. Of whatever sort I require, Secretary. The Yinchorri and his brethren traded uncertain glances, but Qayhuk ultimately nodded in agreement. Done, Magister. A favor Hill asked as the Yinchorri were being seen out. Nothing more than a test, Damask told him. Next to be admitted for audience were two Gran; the larger of the pair, a Republic Senator named Pax Teem, represented the Gran Protectorate. Teem had scarcely taken a seat when he said, Promise me, Magister Damask, that you havent entered into a deal with Gardulla. Our dealings with the Hutts, Hill said, are no less confidential than our dealings with you, Senator Teem. The Grans trio of stalked eyes twitched in anger. Rumors abound of Gardullas plans to refurbish the Podrace course on Tatooine and enter into direct competition with Malastare. Damask regarded him blankly. Surely you havent come all this way to hear me address rumors. Teem worked his big jaw. Promises were made, Magister. And fulfilled, Damask said; then, in a calmer voice, he added, As a means of offsetting losses in revenue derived from Podracing, the cost of Malastares fuel exports could be raised. The Gran ruminated. That sounds more like a possibility than a guarantee. Damask shrugged. We will take it up with the steerage committee. But for now, consider it a starting point for discussion. Reclining in the chair, he appraised Teem before saying, What else is troubling you, Senator The favoritism you show to the Trade Federation. We merely helped them secure full representation in the Senate, Hill answered. Teem grew strident. The directorate was doing perfectly well for itself without full representation. And in exchange for whatsurrendering some of the shipping monopoly they enjoyed in the Outer Rim Whats fair is fair, Hill said evenly. Teem gave him a scathing glance. Fairness has no part in it. Youre interested only in having the directorate do your bidding on Coruscant. Abruptly, he got to his big feet and ground his square teeth. Even a rate hike for Malastares fuel will profit Damask Holdings and the Trade Federation more than it will me! The Gran showed the Muuns his back and began to stamp toward the door, leaving his aide to stir in confusion for a moment, before he, too, rose and hurried out.