HK-36
The Iron Lord Protector (Neutral Good)
[member="Danger Arceneau"]
Abregado-Rae,
Capital City Spaceport,
Out of all of the meetings HK had to organize in recent time, this may have been the most exciting of them, for today he was to meet with the Red-mane Titan of the Southern Systems, Danger Arceneau. He stood, tall and as sturdy as always, with his four guards, their face-plates hidden behind full helmets, all of them wore the trademark flowing grey cloaks and heavy Protectorate armor.
As he waited he calculated, accessing his memory banks as he found his files on Danger. He remembered the many moments they shared in the obscurity of shadows that filled her office, the many times he came to her asking for aid or funds, the queer little moments of intimacy- wait, wrong Red-head Titan.
Ahem, he remembered that one time when she took in Ashin's clone so he tried to break down the doors to her whorehouse but she called in guards on him so he had to retreat. There was a Ropo involved though!
Anyway, it was not actually HK that met with her but his disguised copy the Guildmaster, HK himself never had the opportunity to really speak with Danger, outside that one job he did to her during the Auction That Started It All, but that was pretty much just her telling him to cook.
So here he was, awaiting Danger, who many would consider just as if not more intimidating than HK, of course it was a different sort of intimidation. While he was twice armored machine of war capable of great cruelty yet greater compassion, she wielded one of the largest trading networks and companies in the Galaxy. HK could kill you, Danger could make your entire family homeless.
Anyhoo, the Barge outside the Spaceport was prepared for a complimentary scenic ride around the Capital City and surrounding country side, and so was the escort, all they needed was for Danger to arrive.
Abregado-Rae,
Capital City Spaceport,
Out of all of the meetings HK had to organize in recent time, this may have been the most exciting of them, for today he was to meet with the Red-mane Titan of the Southern Systems, Danger Arceneau. He stood, tall and as sturdy as always, with his four guards, their face-plates hidden behind full helmets, all of them wore the trademark flowing grey cloaks and heavy Protectorate armor.
As he waited he calculated, accessing his memory banks as he found his files on Danger. He remembered the many moments they shared in the obscurity of shadows that filled her office, the many times he came to her asking for aid or funds, the queer little moments of intimacy- wait, wrong Red-head Titan.
Ahem, he remembered that one time when she took in Ashin's clone so he tried to break down the doors to her whorehouse but she called in guards on him so he had to retreat. There was a Ropo involved though!
Anyway, it was not actually HK that met with her but his disguised copy the Guildmaster, HK himself never had the opportunity to really speak with Danger, outside that one job he did to her during the Auction That Started It All, but that was pretty much just her telling him to cook.
So here he was, awaiting Danger, who many would consider just as if not more intimidating than HK, of course it was a different sort of intimidation. While he was twice armored machine of war capable of great cruelty yet greater compassion, she wielded one of the largest trading networks and companies in the Galaxy. HK could kill you, Danger could make your entire family homeless.
Anyhoo, the Barge outside the Spaceport was prepared for a complimentary scenic ride around the Capital City and surrounding country side, and so was the escort, all they needed was for Danger to arrive.