"
Hey, you saw the posters too?" asked Arutha, his head turning to look at Belek, the man who was behind him in line, "
Doesn't look like a bad gig if you ask me." His attention turned as a woman in light blue chirped for his attention, at least he initially thought she was a woman. He studied the tall droid in front of him who was clutching a datapad. A good head and a half taller than he. The droid was dressed in the regal fashion of Naboo with a voice that hinted at feminine programming. "
You're perhaps the most interesting droid I've seen in these parts," Arutha said.
There came an obvious slap of annoyance in the robots voice, "
I'm not a droid," she growled, "
I'm a Lost." Arutha was almost stunned to hear a droid talk back to him like that, "
An android then? I don't understand." To his surprise the metal of her face shifted into a semblance of a frown. "
I'm a sentient, just as much as you, Lost is my species." Arutha raised his arms as two
Liran propped them up, and small
Miln ran around his feet performing a quick screening. "
But-" Arutha wanted to argue, droids couldn't be sentient. Metal was not flesh. "
What little remains of my species works for the Athena Initiative, at least those who have found their way to us. Approximately three." Her eyes danced over him and he felt like she was somehow scanning him, "
My calculations suggest there are no more than one-hundred of us left in this galaxy."
"
Something new everyday," Arutha murmured, then looked back over his shoulder at Belek, "
I'll see you inside, by the way, the names Arutha." He exchanged a quick friendly nod to the alien then gave the odd droid a final glance before being hurried into the dockyard. He was greeted by a less than appealing sight. The vessels were top of the range, state of the art craft, but there were so few people mulling around. This place was dead. A half dozen interested employees, and already some were walking out the door without filing for employment. He wondered briefly at why that was. He looked around and his attention caught onto the sight of another droid akin to the one that had done the screening.
"
Welcome Arutha," the droid spoke, his voice was rough like a sea-faring sailor, "
You can call me X-17." The Lost held his hand to his own mouth, made a spitting noise despite the lack of actual saliva and held out his hand for a shake. Arutha took it with a wide grin. He was loving this place already. It was foreign beyond his imagining in the most exciting way. Sentient droids. "
Who're those two?" Arutha asked and beckoned X-17's attention to a hologram of two other Lost, though those two were holograms. One looked like a cowboy while the other appeared more a soldier. One male, one female. "
More of my kind," X-17 spoke with pride, "
V-01 and L-17." The droid reached up and scratched his head, "
L-17 died in combat a couple centuries ago, I was there to see it. A sad day for all of us Lost."
"
A couple centuries ago?" Arutha was taken aback, "
How old are you?" X-17 smiled, or as close to a smile as a metal humanoid could achieve, "
About eight-hundred years now, give or take. I don't really count." This was amazing, Arutha had never heard of anything like it, but his curiosity got the best of him and before pushing onto what the job entailed he asked about V-01, "
What happened to the cowboy?" X-17 laughed, "
Hah! Best gunslinger we had among our species. Sadly, we aren't sure what happened to him, he just vanished." An air of mystery, Arutha was getting giddy. "
What's the job," he then motioned to the departing spacers, "
No one seems to want to bite."
"
To explore the Unknown Regions, chart it for the rest of the galaxy and find habitable planets for research and establish colonies," X-17 informed him. The mention of the Unknown Regions made Arutha reconsider for a moment. He had heard the stories, more like horror stories. The Unknown Regions was notoriously dangerous. Few civilizations lasted long out there. The saying went; There are a hundred different threats out there that would freeze your blood if you knew about them. It was madly dangerous, but this was the career he chose for himself. He couldn't chart Wild Space forever. Before he could stop himself Arutha said, "
I'll take the job."
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