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[Ru the Boatswain]

'The Garage' was one hell of a place. The sign outside blinked every few seconds, but no one would ever fix it, even engineers who could build a better sign with parts from a watch wouldn't do it. That's the kind of place it was. Full of geniuses who didn't give a wookies ass about appearance, it was about the money. That and being some of the best pilots and mechanics this side of the system.

Teodoro Costa, the owner of the 'fine' establishment, threw the door to the waiting room open with no real tact and looked around. Behind the desk next to him was the secretary. She was one of those girls who, if she wasn't working here, would've been found in the red light district. She was a good kid, but anyone who'd been here more than once had figured out that if you wait for Teo to come out you were better off.

He was covered in ash from welding broken hulls together, some of the sparks were still bright in his hair. He smelled like oil and burnt hair. "I can take someone now." He called out to the waiting room. He waited for a response and ran a hand through his filthy hair. Bright orange ash, like fireflies, danced their way to the floor.

 

[Synthetic]

Dagon sighed. He had been waiting long enough, and he didn't like being on Coruscant one bit, especially since the Jedi was after him. Killing a knight didn't help the matter either. He got up from his ripped cloth seat and brushed off his blue jacket. His left hand resting on his sword, he got up, his ice blue eyes looking at the engineer who had obviously been working basically non stop.

"I need some work done - I hear your good at what you do."

 

[Ru the Boatswain]

He grinned, this one was definitely good for the money, "Yeah, come on into my office, we can talk there." He politely held the door open for his armed and wealthy customer. They were now in a long tiled hall. Teo took him down the hall to a small room, it was roomy enough, but for the most part it was empty.

Teodoro sat down in an over-sized and poorly kept leather chair. A cheap wooden desk with a lamp and a few scattered papers sat between them. There was a smaller and more comfortable chair for the other man to sit in. "My name is Teodoro Costa, you can just call me Teo. He extended his left hand and shook the other mans hand. "So what can I do for you my friend? I think I saw your ship in one of the spots out back." He'd seen a ship pull in when he'd stepped out for a smoke. He always stepped out to see what ships were here before he knew it was safe to go into the waiting room.

 

[Synthetic]

Dagon walked behind the man as he led him to his office. It was a modest office, nothing compared to what Dagon had on Brentaal IV, he thought to himself. Dagon sat on a small cloth chair, which was surprisingly comfortable, before the desk and began to talk.

"I need something made. I can pay a lot, though it must be under the table," said the man, obviously serious. He laid 1,000 credits in pouch on the modest, wooden desk.

"Consider this a down payment," said Dagon before he followed, "I need two EXTREMELY powerful force field generators."

 

[Ru the Boatswain]

"I can do that," Before taking the money and locking it in a bottom drawer. "Two generators." He leaned back in his chair and thought for a moment. Two generators would mean he would want one for backup and another as the main. He'd probably need an upgrade for his power supply. He could probably get him to buy a license to carry some stuff, enough to get him through any security check but not enough to help him if it went under a full inspection.

"Two generators will probably run you at about three thousand each. I can throw in a license that can get you bast a screening. But you might need a power upgrade. I can probably get you two Cygnus Experimental Shield Generation Systems, but they sap a lot of power and heat, also they don't stand up against bigger guns. You can't leave 'em on too long either or you're ship'll burn up." There was a laundry list of things that needed to be done to install two powerful generators. "Ya know what, we should probably get a look at your ship before we do much more. Lets go pull it into the workshop."

Teo rose from his chair and they exited the room. "I'll just follow you."

 

[Ru the Boatswain]

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[Ru the Boatswain]

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