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[Newton]

"Ah, I see. CorSec huh? So that's how you are so good" he said. Makes sense, CorSec is one of the finest law enforcement agencies in the galaxy. No doubt would explain her prowess. "And that explains your skills" he nodded. She can do it all it seems, flight and fight.

"Oh, I'm pretty boring too. My mother and father were busy professionals. No siblings, just me on most days and a caretaker droid" And he would sigh "And I really liked droids growing up, disassembled and resembled my caretaker droid a few times, and then built my own astromech droid from scratch as a kid with spare parts." He would pause "Then the rest is history, went to university, then signed on with Blackwell, then here we are." It's a really short way of putting it.

The speeder would stop, and they are here at the spaceport. Newton would then show Leggy inside the ship "This is my vessel, the Nobel" he would gesture towards it, showing it to her. Once they entered the ramp, M7, his astromech companion droid would apporch him and start beeping in joy, and then he would turn to face Leggy and then turn to Newton again and beeping in a tone wondering who she is. "This is M7, my best friend." he would gesture to him, And then he would introduce M7 his new protection "M7, meet Leggy, who will be working as security detail for me." M7 would then beep towards her again as to say hello.

Newton would then walk towards the helm of the ship, with his companion droid in tow. "The ship also comes with comes with an artificial intelligence. R1-G7 (or Rigel), which can make the ship function at 100% with just a skeleton crew." he would show her, which she will probably get a good idea to get her acquainted with. "Rigel" he would call out. "Yes sir?" the AI answered with it's male monotone voice. "Set a course to Manaan" "Very good sir" it replied. Newton would also look towards her "He can also tell jokes" he informed her as an aside.

With the AI working on settling a course to Manaan, Newton's astromech droid would then roll it's way to the helm. Before too long, they'd take off to Manaan. Newton would then sit in the co-pilot seat, and invite her to sit in a close by passenger seat. If she wants to anyway "So..." he tried finding something to talk to her about while the machines do their work, but it wasn't quite coming to him. Normally Newton has adjusted well to socailizing with others lately but there are limits since he's an introvert at heart.

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[Allegra]

She grinned at the mention of droids; not too long ago, she had been spending her time in the Core, plying her trade to fix droids and ships. "Yeah? I knew you were smart, but university, that's impressive." She considered taking courses for the longest time while on a CorSec payroll, but decided against it, instead opting for night courses at the basic level and a few advanced classes to get an edge on her peers.

When they approached his ship, she had to admire for a moment. She had to admit, in terms of intelligence and class, he fafr outranked her and she knew it. Still, she gave a grin and wave when M7 beeped hello, offering the droid a thumbs up. "Hey there." At the mention of artificial intelligence, her eyebrows rose, only for her to visibly jump at the voice that rolled around them.

"Your ship can talk?!" she half-whispered, blue eyes wide in surprise, melting into delight. The day was looking up for Leggy!

When he walked into the cockpit, she followed, content to simply let it sink in. There in her boss's hands was technology that tried to kill them several times over in a dark, grubby underground bunker. They were riding a ship that could talk back, and she was hired by someone famous as a bodyguard.

I can't wait to shove it in Mikel and Jamy's faces, she thought smugly, but when he spoke up, she looked back at him for a beat.

A long, drawn-out awkward silence followed.

"Do you watch Huttball?" she finally managed out, tilting her head.

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

M7, as the lady gave him a thubs up, would raise one of it's maniupator arms, and return the gesture, as well as he can with anyway, he would still beep happily. Unlike Newton who barely makes friends, M7 likes meeting new people, and having a certain fondess of some of them, perhaps he will have the same fondness with her.


Can his ship talk? Well, technically it's just an AI that's connected to the ships systems that talks, but yes, in a way it is the ship itself talking "That it can" he nodded his head. With that in mind, Newton needs to find a way to mass produce and market this stuff, the market version may need to be dumbed down with how expensive it is to make and how labor-insensitive it is the wire the Gree technology to one's ship.

With that, it wouldn't be too long until the Nobel would take off and take aim towards the skies, with M7 as the pilot and Rigel running all other systems on the ship. Really, what Newton has here is a solid non-organic crew that can do as he needs, effectively at that.

In response to the question about Hutt Ball. Newton would then reply. "No, not really." he said at first. But then again, he would add on it "Well, did see some of that one game while I was at at bar on a trade-ship. Some Sith face-planted himself on the ball and knocked himself out." Admittedly, that was somewhat amusing. The kel dor Sith was bleeding profusely too. Just the thought of the apparent boogeymen of the galaxy... this happens...

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[Allegra]

She smirked at the mention of the Kel Dor; she managed to get a good view of it when she was bouncing between planets. "Yeah. I used to play in secondary school; those guys were amateurs. I was shocked no one died." She absently stretched, then glanced at Newton more steadily, tilting her head.

"So..."

She tapped her hands on her thighs once, let out a quiet hum of contemplation.

"...Any allergies?"

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

Shocked no one died. Yeah, Huttball is a bloodsport where anyone could die. Newton himself was surprised that none of the people in that game he observed died. People were set on fire, shot at with powerful beam weapons, .etc. Barbaric

Anyways, allergies, does Newton have any? Odd question, but still. He'd look up as he tries to remember. "Well my mother said I was allergic to something what I was little, it's not coming to mind though" He's not recalling. Maybe his allergy changed anyway. Regardlessly Newton is quite a picky eater. He prefers to play it safe, sticks with what's familiar and hardly ever trying anything new.

He would then pose another question to his new bodyguard "So..." The conversation is getting a bit awkward. "Been to any interesting places in the galaxy?" He wondered, aside from droid factories of death of course.

Allgeria would have enough to time to answer, if she wants before they would depart the system. Once it's time, through the viewport blue-white streaks would be visible, and then the ship would jump to hyperspace. To Manaan they go

@Killa Ree

 

[Allegra]

At his question, she visibly beamed, straightening up. Talk of travel was something she enjoyed immensely; though her scope on the galaxy wasn't as great as some, she had gone star-hopping enough that it meant being well-traveled in this galaxy. "Aw yeah! Been through most of the Core, Mid-Rim and Outer Rim; I even acted as pilot for some spoiled Coreworlder to some Unknown Regions. Ever seen an Angel up close?" she grinned, blue eyes sparkling with delight. "Dust runs as far as sensors scan, gas clouds and planets empty of life but breathable." Her smile softened. "Waves on a beach on a planet where you feel like you're alone, even," she muttered, mostly to herself.

She sometimes missed being able to tag on runs to far-flung places, but situations and times changed. With the Sith hanging around casting doom and gloom, it limited one's star-path.

However, she went silent when they jumped to hyperspace.

She couldn't help herself; no matter how many jumps she went through, no matter how many times the stars blurred and time passed, it still awed and delighted her. Flying was in her blood, it pushed her wants to climb out of the muck of the lower scum of the galaxy and walk amongst the elite. And now she did.

She glanced at Newton again, and gave a slight smile. "Dig the tech you've got, though, gotta admit it's a sweet setup. And with M7 around, I almost feel like I'm not needed," she flashed a cheeky smile to the droid, "he's made of some tough durasteel."

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

Wait, she's been to the Unknown Regions too? And she saw Angels? Newton turned from the viewport and looked at her. "An Angel? No. Those are real?" he asked. He asked curiously, he didn't disbelieve them. Normally he would have, thinking those were just a myth, a a cultural holdover from various ancient religions. But then again he knows full and well the Unknown Regions contains vast amounts of knowledge and hidden wonders inside, like the first Hypergate he found. It's was broken beyond repair, but still.. So finding angels out towards the edge of the galaxy is plausible. He nodded along with her description of her travels, her experience is evident vivid.

M7 would rotate it's head to face Leggy while he is working, he likes the compliment, the companion astromech droid would then happily beep in affection. Newton would smile as he can tell the droid likes her. "Thanks." he would then pause "He's actually made of plastoids and plastex." he threw a cheekly smile of his own, looking at both the two.

Newton's ship is firmly in hyperspace, although with a high class Hyperdrive mounted on, they would arrive to their destination before too long. The Blackwell executive must say, looks like Leggy will indeed be a great fit, especially if his own droid is fond of her.

@Killa Ree

 

[Allegra]

She smirked a bit at his surprise at seeing angels; she loved that story, telling it never got old. "Oh yeah. But don't get too close; all that ethereal beauty is best admired from a great distance." She grinned wider at the droid's cheerful blipping back at her, and she'd offer him a wink. "Tough plastex, then. You've got a gift with tech." She glanced around the ship, then, and tilted her head at Newton.

"So what're we expecting in Manaan? I should probably get some new threads while we're there. I don't like being without armor; it's like being naked. Probably what a Mando feels like."

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

Newton couldn't tell if Leggy was being literally or metaphorical with the remarks about the angels ethereal beauty. Probably metaphorical. Newton has saw a lot of attractive women and even he wasn't interested in them. Newton would smile as she'd wink towards her.

Newton would then explain what they can expect on the ocean world while they are closing in on the world. "Well, we would be on a city on the ocean." So hopefully Leggy doesn't have seasickness or anything, although unlikely if she is a spacer. "There are a lot fish aliens on it. But it does have a bit of off-worlders. They have lots of vendors, businesses and .etc. You'll be able to find an armor shop" he affirmed.

"Sir, we are about to depart hyperspace" Rigel informed the two. "Here we go" The Nobel would would then exit hyperspace, and the ocean world would be visible dead ahead, a mass of blue with white swirling.

Soon they would enter atmosphere, soon they would land at the spaceport in Ahto City. And soon the exit ramp would then open. Newton would then get up, and then M7 would unlink itself from the helm's controls. "We are here. want to hit that armor place first?" he had a slight smile as he asked.

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[Allegra]

At the mention of armor, any attempt of being the stoic bodyguard vanished. Her features visibly brightened, and it took all her composure not to squeal or dance. Instead, she bit down on her lower lip, and merely nodded once, excitement visible in her entire body.

"Lead the way, boss, you won't hear me say no!"

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

The two would have cleared the spaceport, after passing through the Selkath security with minimal issues. Newton comes and goes through this spaceport that Newton is more or less familiar with the customs staff.

"Alright this way" Newton would then stroll through the walkways of the pristine ocean city. It wouldn't be too long before they get into the merchants area. There would be lots of shops around, there would be conventional storefronts, there would be other merchants setting up shop as well. There would be a Blackwell shop around as well, but Leggy is looking for armor.

Newton would walk to the store at the far end, it would be a store manned by a female Selkath They had quite a few mannequins with armor on display. The shopkeeper would then greet them "Hello you two! Ya'll look like ya'll could use some protection. It is a dangerous galaxy out there, and armor could really help ya'll out. Feel free to browse, you can also check out the kiosk right there. We also do custom orders." she said. With that, Newton would nod towards Leggy so that she can shop.

@Killa Ree

 

[Allegra]

Her eyes glowed like a kid in a candy shop. If he had laid a giant bag full of credits at her feet, she couldn't have been happier. Armor! Protection! Weapons! Custom orders!!! She wheeled around on one foot, blue eyes visibly sparkling. "If it wasn't so damn inappropriate, I could kiss you right now!" she grinned, then immediately darted over to a kiosk to examine her options.

Some women liked jewels. Others liked clothes, or fine dining. And though those things were all well and good, nothing could get her heart racing faster than a new set of armor. The old stuff wasn't bad, but it was made from scraps and was rugged.

This baby was gonna sparkle in comparison, and she could hardly wait to show it off.

While hiding her face, of course.

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

Newton would smile as she was just ecstatic over this place. It is real fortunate that as Ahto City is a nifty hub and great place for commerce and it just happens to be at one of his main places of work. The thought of being kissed though, was cute although it would be inappropriate, still he grinned as Leggy would look over her options.

As she was going through her options, he wouldn't look and see what she's ordering, but there would be one thing he would say. "Feel free to go nuts on it. I'll pay for it, consider it a gift." he said. Newton is pretty much super rich at this point. Super customized armor for one person? A poultry sum to the Blackwell Executive, whether she if she did go nuts on it or not. Jetpacks, wrist-mounted rocket launchers, gauntlet shield projectors. She could outfit herself like a Mandalorian and it would still be a small price to pay for Newton comparison to his actual net-wealth. Sure, Newton may be generous at first glance, but making sure that his bodyguard is very well equiped and loyal would be prudent.

With that, Newton would check his chrono as she would be examining her options and presumably would be putting together her custom set.

@Killa Ree

 

[Allegra]

Allegra had never been treated so well in her life. She knew, perhaps, she would pay up for it later; her employer was bound to get into trouble, fighting, and danger as all important people did. But quite frankly, she didn't care. She fully expected Newton to have backstabbed her, or left her to deal with the mess of the thugs earlier, but he seemed a pretty solid guy. She would have to make up for that.

Droid bunker issues aside... that now left the issue for what he would do with that former 'great' conquerer he now had the datacards for. She was curious, as she began to get fitted. The new armor would take time to craft, after all... so she could pester him with questions.

"Spicy noodles, or regular noodles?"

@The Good Doctor