Ask An Expert Hand: Kamino

[Akalenedat]

Spoiler: OOC

While the first party scouts for centres above and below, another party is dispatched to find an expert in the cloning field of Kamino; in particular, a scientist named Seta Nim. However, Kaminoans are known to not easily give up their trade secrets, and Seta is rumored to have some knowledge of some of the cloning process which was lost. Find and convince Seta that her knowledge might be useful to unlock the information waiting beneath the waves, before other parties convince her otherwise.

Kell was a secret keeper, too. He’d argue he was better at it than the Kaminoans and that he’d figure out wh it is they were hiding. Not with brute strength, no. He’d attempt diplomacy first. They needed this information and Kell wasn’t leaving Kamino until he had what was necessary.

He had his HK-24 series droid, Cleaver, land the ship on one of the open docking bays. It was storming today, the thunder and rain made the platform a little slippery- but nothing the Mandalorian couldn’t handle. He waited outside in the rain for someone to greet him. Whether it be his partner that was suppose to be working with him on this case or a Kaminoan. “Cleaver, keep the ship running.” He said into his com link to get a short devious chuckle from his droid followed by a “Clever Cleaver”. Kell rolled his eyes fork behind his t-visor and laughed a bit himself. Crazy droid.

The wet reminded him of how dry his home was on Ord Mantel, it made him miss his Clan there. After this he’d be sure to visit his foster parents and tell them about his ventures.

@Scoobert

 

[Klepti Uutkik]

It was the first mission in a while that Klepti was sent out on. His usual area of expertise was on planets like Jakku and Tatooine. This time he was sent to the planet Kamino. The home of the Kaminoans, who were known famously for being the ones that created the Clone Army of the Republic before the Empire took over. The planet in a constant rain. The waters deeper than any ocean that Klepti has seen.

Once the little ranger had arrived at the landing port, he exited the ship and made it to the door. He looked out to see a ship landing close by. The Jawa decided he would wait for the other Ranger to make it over. As far as Klepti knew, this ranger was Mandalorian. He has had an encounter with a Mandalorian before, they're covered in metal, some shiny some dull. A good profit could made off that gear, and the weapons too. Though for the sake of the mission and the Rangers, Klepti would restrain himself from the money and get going on this mission.

The other Ranger began to make his way to the entrance and Klepti was there to greet him.

"M'aloo Mikee Eyeta Ikee Klepti Uutkik"
(Hello me friend I am Klepti Uutkik)

Oh wait.. does this ranger speak Jawaese? Welp, Klepti was about to find out.

@Kell Rook

 

[Akalenedat]

“I learned some Jawaese, but uh…I can’t really speak it, but don’t worry little friend, I understand you. I’m Akalenedat.” The proud Mandalorian was donned in his newly painted white and orange patterned armor, though he did keep his Death Watch symbols in black.

After he greeted the Jawa he looked to the Kaminoan facility before him. “What do you say? Should we go in loud? Or quiet? I think if we’re negotiating it should be loud and clear- and no, I’m not talking about blowing the joint to hell. I’m talking about making and entrance.” The warrior said in a regal baritone. He then chuckled a deep laugh before making his way into the facility.

“Lo and behold, cloners and keepers! We’re here for Seta Nim and we only wish to speak.” He announced while putting his hands on his hips like hero of sorts. Kell looked back at Klepti and sigh, “Too much?”

@Scoobert

 

[The Storyteller]

The white halls of the facility yielded neither Kaminoans nor droids of any kind. It merely stretched on as storms thrashed outside the windows.

The words of Akalnedat echoed out, unanswered for a moment.

Two moments.

Three.

Slowly, quietly footsteps padded down the hall as the doors finally hissed closed, sealing the two Rangers from the fury of the outside storm. Before them stepped a Kaminoan dressed in black, black-sclerad eyes glancing over both of them with the elegant patience of a Kaminoan kind, before offering a slight bow.

"Rangers, we have been expecting you. You have arrived just in time."

Without waiting for another word, the male turned around, and began to slowly step forward, the movements light, fluid.

"Follow me, please."

@Scoobert @Kell Rook

 

[Akalenedat]

(OOC: Lol totally forgot about this!)

Kell nodded and followed the Kaminoan. He wished he was fluent in Jawaese so he could better communicate with Klepti- but at least he knew what he was saying most the time.

Akalenedat did take into account that the fact that the creature was “expecting” them was quite suspicious. He didn’t want to make enemies of the Kaminoans, but damn were they weird. “You’ve been…expecting our arrival? Huh…my gut instinct is giving me a strange feeling about this.”

Kell thought for a while before it hit him- “Retrospect! Ha! I’m still confused but it just came to me!”

@Scoobert @

 

[Akalenedat]

(OOC: Gonna see if I can revitalize this lol)

Akalendat continued forward with the Jawa and the Kaminoan. “My lucky-guy-instinct is telling me to be ready for…something.” He said to Klepti in a hushed voice so the Kaminoan couldn’t hear. “Just be ready, I guess- my gut is never wrong.”

Then, he directed his attention to Seta Nim. “I would like to remind you that we’ve been tasked to come here to ask you about any information you have on cloning.” He said in a prouder voice than before, sub consciously placing his hands on his hip to look like a hero of sorts.

“So, if you have already been expecting company, then I assume that you are leading us to the location of where this information is- correct?” Kell challenged the mysterious alien. He had a feeling this would be a trap, and if it were, he’d have his Mountaintop to back him and Kelpti. He really couldn’t explain his instinctual paranoid feeling coming from his Lucky-Gut-Insitnct without saying ‘I’ve got a bad feeling about this’.
But he didn’t want his audience to believe he was getting antsy about graceful, long necked alien with a long history of secret keeping and mystery.

@Scoobert @Killa Ree