Nyx N1X3
Reaper in the Wings
She could have provided her real identifier to the woman that seemed to look forward to another meeting at a later date. Though it was prudent not to announce it so loudly with actual security units in the area. A trivial social matter that Nyx would correct next time then. Strangely enough, the Keira-like asset had proven quite effective in the field. A shame about her auxiliary units, but if Ruby was not distraught then the droid would hardly be a suitable surrogate.
No physical form. No chosen or consistent voice pattern. Erratic speech pattern. Curious. Nyx assembled the beginning of record for 'Melody' at 'Location: Courscant.'
/I trust this channel is secure, however I have no pressing matters requiring attention at this time,/ Nyx replied along the direct line of communication with the entity. /Until Courscant, then./ There were a number of outstanding matters, but none required being answered that moment. In fact, it would be better to observe whatever housed this entity. Perhaps interact with it in a more familiar fashion. And, of course, lack the distraction of genuinely hostile units in the area.
The large fighter swept in over the roof clear of droids. Its loading ramp descended for Nyx to hop aboard. She deposited the prototype in a lockable storage unit aboard her ship before making her way to the pilot seat. Time to burn atmo and leave the mess behind. Was it wrong to destroy so much property that didn't belong to her? From certain points of view. Nyx didn't have the luxury of abiding by such constraints, however.
For now, she'd plot a course that'd take her to Courscant sooner than later. Though Melody would have to deal with a short detour; not the least of which would be used to throw people off her intended destination.
No physical form. No chosen or consistent voice pattern. Erratic speech pattern. Curious. Nyx assembled the beginning of record for 'Melody' at 'Location: Courscant.'
/I trust this channel is secure, however I have no pressing matters requiring attention at this time,/ Nyx replied along the direct line of communication with the entity. /Until Courscant, then./ There were a number of outstanding matters, but none required being answered that moment. In fact, it would be better to observe whatever housed this entity. Perhaps interact with it in a more familiar fashion. And, of course, lack the distraction of genuinely hostile units in the area.
The large fighter swept in over the roof clear of droids. Its loading ramp descended for Nyx to hop aboard. She deposited the prototype in a lockable storage unit aboard her ship before making her way to the pilot seat. Time to burn atmo and leave the mess behind. Was it wrong to destroy so much property that didn't belong to her? From certain points of view. Nyx didn't have the luxury of abiding by such constraints, however.
For now, she'd plot a course that'd take her to Courscant sooner than later. Though Melody would have to deal with a short detour; not the least of which would be used to throw people off her intended destination.
Tag: [member="Melody"]