A Droid and a Cyborg in the same room.

[Kelictu Moreantu]

VV7-Q0Z is in a temporary "sleep" mode, waiting for someone to come by. The laboratory he is in is old, broken down, and anything else that equals abandoned. He was left here after the end of the clone wars, although he still functions and never truly fought in the war. From time to time, he has dealt with looters, but one was a veteran of the Clone Wars, which he only escorted away from the laboratory, as the rest were killed instantly with a few shots from his upgraded Droideka blaster. [member="Jarven Zexxel"]

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven didn't want to be here. In truth, he would have rather been with his family, rather than trudging through hot and humid jungle, warding off arboreal octopi, and trying not to disturb bark rats. However, he had a job to do. The facility that he was making his way to was one of the few worthwhile locales that had been scouted and found out on this jungle ball of a planet. Eventually, he trudged and hiked his way to the front entrance. From there, it didn't take long to find an opening into the long decrepit building. With a tinkling of broken glass and the solid impact of dropping feet, Jarven was inside.

He wandered about the facility, not really finding anything but hallways. He turned down a certain hallway...and could swear that he could see something metal and droid-like....

[member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

VV7-Q0Z would reactivate from his stasis, and aims his weapon at the man who just entered. he would start to say loudly in a digitalized 15 year old male's voice, with a few twitches, changing the sentence constantly, along with a few sparks flying out of the droid whenever it twitched:

"Attention Sir, you are trespassing on C.I.S(twitch)Republic Property. Only High Ranking officers of the Repub(twitch) C.I(twitch) Republic Senate,The Republic Clone Army, and the Si(twitch)Jedi Masters are allowed in this droid development laboratory. Please turn back before lethal force shall be administered by C.I.(twitch) Republic Droid Commandos, along with myself. this is your fir(twitch)Only warning.

The droids shields came up, incase the man had any weapons on his person, unlike most raiders who "broke in" to the long forgotten laboratory. [member="Jarven Zexxel"]

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven raised his unarmed hands and knew he was in trouble. He had to think fast, so he tried to zoom in on the droid's designation number. It was partially covered, but he could make out some letters. He said, "Q-Zee? I'm, uuuhh...I'm a scout contracted by the Republic to stake out ancient facilities for possible use. The people you're working for...are long dead. You look like you're in need of repair. Is it okay if I help you out?"


[member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

"Long Dead? What? I-I(twitch) how?" VV7-Q0Z dropped the shields and lowered his weaponized arm, trying to comprehend how long he's been unknowing of this

"H-How long have they been gone? why did they send you here if they're long gone? I...I'm sorry, but I have a human brain in here...I was dying of a rare disease...don't remember the name...but my past father put my brain in here...and i've been here ever since...you're most likely not interested in this are you? so do what you need to do and be on your way...i won't bother you."

VV7-Q0Z then turns around and starts to slowly walk away, since he is already a slow walker because how he was built.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

"Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...." Jarven rushed around so that he was in front of the droid. He put his arms on the droid's shoulders and said, "Hey, you need help! We need to get you fixed up...Someone can come get us and help you get patched up, okay?"

He picked up his comm, keyed a few buttons, and spoke into it. "Babe in the Red Dress. Come in, Babe in the Red Dress. This is Tin Man. I have a wounded droid...man thing in need of repairs. I repeat. I have found something here that's in need of repair, over." [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

[member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

"Babe in the Red Dress? now who on Geonosis could that be? a code name for a man? a daughter maybe?" VV7-Q0Z would start pacing back and forth, trying to figure out what he meant by Babe in the Red Dress. [member="Jarven Zexxel"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]

Patricia was standing aboard the bridge of a Ranator star destroyer in orbit in her arms was a baby boy about six or so months old. It was Patricia and Jarven's son Kincaid. She had him with her since they couldn't find him a sitter, and she had almost had him to sleep until she got a call from [member="Jarven Zexxel"]. She smiled at his caller I.D then looked back at her son setting him down in a craddle.

"It's daddy!" Patricia said to her son then tickled his belly slightly to which the baby made a sleepy giggle.

Turning around she turned on the comm channel and Jarven was doing the whole military talk. She rolled her eyes slightly then smiled at his voice.

"Babe, I told you when it's just us talking you don't have to call me Red Dress." Patricia giggled and went on

"Kincaid misses his dad, I was thinking we could put him to bed early tonight and I could try on a few outfits I bought for you today-" Patricia cut herself off then listened to what he had to say

"I'm sending help now." Patricia said then pointed to an officer to send a few drop ships down to the surface to pick up Jarven and the droid

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

"Who's Kincaid? your son? and i'm guessing Babe in the Red Dress is your wife? Wasn't expecting you to have a family...mainly because most intruders are bums who are looking for something to steal..."

VV7-Q0Z had overheard what the woman on the other end had said, wondering on why a man with a family would come to an area where he could get easily killed.

[member="Jarven Zexxel"] @ Patricia Susan Garterhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/2984-patricia-susan-garter/

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven ended the call before he spoke. "Well, she's not my wife." Jarven smiled to himself. "At least, not yet she isn't. We're engaged, though. A guy named Romeo Sin is the original father of Erika and Kincaid...He died throwing his life away in a blaze of glory." (See? Now I gave you a reason to call Erika's father stupid or whatever) He held his hand out towards the droid. "Will you come with me?"

[member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

"well...I do need a new meaning to live...might as well...sure, as long as you don't treat me like any old clanker...because i'm a one of a kind droid...well...hybrid...cyborg..whatever...just treat me right, and i'll do the same with you good sir...my name's Michael..."

VV7-Q0Z grabs the man's hand, and shakes it, hoping he won't regret this choice of leaving the place he's called home for years, to go with a man who might keep his word, or treat him like anyone else would with any other droid; like crap. [member="Jarven Zexxel"] @Patricia Susan Garter

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia sighed and crouched down to kiss her babies nose and rock him back and forth in his little hover crib. She was hoping that Jarven was alright and whatever was happening down there it wasn't a big deal. She had been through a lot in the last few weeks, what with mining on Demonsgate, raiding on enigma prime, and hijacking a three thousand meter ship from the mon calamari ship yards. It had been pretty stressful, so she was hoping just to spend some time with Jarven and unwind. And since he wasn't throwing any bones her way she had to find other ways to find comfort.

"Drop ships on it's way hun." She said then held their babies hand.

Soon a red raven drop ship landed outside Jarven's perimeter and was waiting for him and whoever else to come out and head back up to the Ranator where they would be repaired or whatever the case was. Either way Patricia was confident wherever was going on she could handle it.

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

"Sir, my scanners are showing that a drop ship is outside the facility...i suggest we move quick, because the Anti-Air defenses are most likely powering up...we have about 5 minutes to get out and leave the facility...or else the dropship will be immediately destroyed. follow me, i know a proper way out..."

VV7 Q0Z would go into his ball form, and would roll down the same hall the man came from, going to the main exit of the facility before the anti-air defenses shoot the dropship down from the sky [member="Jarven Zexxel"] @Patricia Susan Garter

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven guided QZ to the drop ship. Eventually, they had both made their way to the Ranator's repair bay. Once he made sure that QZ was going to be fine for the time being, he said, "I'll be back. I just need to check in with the captain." And by "captain", he meant his beautiful bride to be. He took off his dirty armor and, in his black skin suit, he rushed to the command bridge. Once, he got right outside the doors to the bridge, he slowed down and waited for someone to come out. Sure enough, an ensign did. As the ensign came out, he went in, so that his own entrance wouldn't be heralded by the sound of randomly opening doors.

He got down on all fours and bear crawled stealthily to his fiancee. She was focused on the console, but the cooing of a baby spotting someone familiar drew her attention to Kincaid. Seeing someone out of the corner of her eye, she looked up at Jarven, startled. That was when Jarven went in for the kiss. He crouched down and put his left arm around the top of the back of her thighs. Standing up and supporting her with his left arm, he lifted her up off the ground. He put his right arm vertical over the middle of her back and held the back of her neck in his right hand. He pushed her neck forward gently and brought his lips to hers. His left arm squeezed her tightly against his frame. It had been long enough since he'd seen her that he didn't feel like breaking this up with something like words.


[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]

Patricia was swept up into the air and was taken by surprise by Jarven, their lips instantly connected and she melted in his arms. Her body visually relaxed and she held that kiss for a while, just letting it hold like that, as if all the stress and pain from her various operations melted away when she was with him. After about a minute she broke the series of kisses and put her head against his staring into his eyes.

"I missed you so much Jarv. I just was so lonely and you know how my drive is and it's just been a hellish few weeks." She wrapped her arms around him as he held her and put her head by his neck.

"I need you Jarven, like really really NEED you." She said referring to the fact that she hadn't had sex for months and Jarven was still on about his purity binge.

The baby in the background let out another sleepy yawn but made a few nonsensical baby sounds when he recognized his filth covered father. The baby however was too tired and simply nestled back to sleep.

"He misses you, you know. I miss you." She sighed and ran a few fingers through his sweaty hair.

"Alright so what's going on?" She asked him in more of a serious tone.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Jarven was still in a bit of a happy haze when he answered his darling. "I missed you too, babe...Yeah, driving can be very trying on the nerves. I understand, honey." Upon saying this, he smiled a knowing smile. ""Now, honey. Think of it like Life Day. I know you want to open that present, but---" He picked her up and twirled her around like a ballet dancer might do. He then swung her a little to the side, so that her legs came up, and caught her legs with his left arm. He was now carrying his fiancee. He touched his forehead to hers. "---It's not Life Day, yet...Besides, the wait is nearly over. The suspense and anticipation is mounting, making the prospect of our wedding night that much more enticing, no?" He kissed her and then added, "Oh, by the way, on our wedding night? Don't forget to wear something that you don't mind if it gets ripped to shreds..."

"Anyway, there's a droid...man...thing in our repair wing. He needs someone to take care of him and then, after that, he'll probably need employment. I found him guarding an ancient abandoned facility. He claimed it to be...oh, what was it?...CIS or Republic property...He mentioned something about a Republic Clone Army. Does that one ring any bells?"

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"]

Patricia dipped down and giggled at the man's words in a soft, rich, and slightly aroused tone. She smiled and then stood back up completely to kiss his neck softly, she didn't want to wait for life day. At all, she just wanted to be with him and this was the first normal relationship she had ever been in in almost ten years, and even then the last one ended with the father of her kids dying in a explosion. Either way it was not a fairy tale ending.

"Alright alright, but it's getting bad." She clung to him then listened to him speak about some droid. She sighed and rubbed a hand down over her face, Jarven was always bringing home lost things.

"Why are you always bringing home lost puppies." Patricia sighed and took Jarven by his hand to walk him down to the repair bay where they found the busted up droid. He looked highly modified but still slightly functional.

"Hello?" Patricia asked the droid.

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]

As they walked to repair bay, Patricia said,

"Why are you always bringing home lost puppies."

"I'm not ALWAYS bringing home lost puppies. I mean, I did bring home that one brown and white puppy a month ago, but that nexu baby from last week TECHNICALLY wasn't a puppy."

After they got to the repair bay and Susan addressed QZ, he said, "Hey, Q Zee. This is my fiancee, Red Dr---Patricia."

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

VV7-Q0Z would be waiting in the maintenance bay for the man to come back, only for him to hear the same voice who was called the Babe in the Red Dress say hello to him, which he turns around and faces her

"Ah hello, you must be the Babe with the Red Dress...I'm VV7-Q0Z, an experimental droid made in 25 BBY, during the Clone wars...with the human brain of one Michael Rowe, a 15 year old human man, who was suffering from a deadly disease that had no cure at the time..."

VV7-Q0Z holds out his hand to shake hands with her, acting as nonchalant as he could be in the current situation.

[member="Jarven Zexxel"] @Patricia Susan Garterhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/2984-patricia-susan-garter/

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"]

"HE ATE OUR SOFA!" Patricia exclaimed looking over to Jarven, they had replaced their sofa in their home at least three times already from the various things Jarven had brought home and the various fluids they excreted from their bodies. She stood up on her tip toes and kisses him on his fuzzy cheek.

"But I still love you, for some reason." She said trailing off her words then looked to the droid in front of her.

Well that wasn't something you heard every day. An experimental cyborg robot that had been here since the clone wars. How was it's brain preserved for all those years? It didn't matter though, what mattered was that it needed help. The robot extended it's hand for a shake but the woman respectfully declined. Not because he was a freak or anything, but because she didn't know him and he was a malfunctioning cyborg in need of repairs.

"I'm sorry, but I will have our technicians look at you. But I can't risk my safety until I know you can be trusted. So I'm Patricia, this is my fiancé Jarven. Please try to relax and have our techs look at you." Patricia said and soon she snapped her fingers to have a few men come into the room with various repair tools to inspect and repair the droid.