Growing a set (of armor)

[Gherron Dragovalor]

Coruscant underworld, 1300 hours. Rylan walked with caution, keeping an eye out for any moving shadows. He hadn't been around this area in some time, but he'd grown up here. He would know better than most how crucial it was to keep ones head on a swivel. Looking to his right, he spotted his friend, [member="Alexandra Feanor"]. He'd asked her to come along with him on his quest, both because he'd appreciated the extra hand, and because she'd seemed interested in partaking in more adventures lately. In reality, she was doing both him and herself a favor in this case. He was looking for information on a certain alien technology, and what better place to find it than one of the main centers of underworld relations. Here, everybody knew something. Rylan had already contacted someone with a possible lead, it was just a matter of finding out where he was. "See anything?", he asked his companion as he looked around.

[member="Nefertari Sovint"]

 

[Nefertari Sovint]

Nefertari had her hood up to hide her identity. Gherron had told her about this place, and it was thus far living up to his stories. Her fiance's R7 unit moved along at her side, since it was unwise to travel alone here.
Looking around for movement, Nef spotted two others. What happened next, she couldn't explain. The black-plated astromech zipped away from her at an impressive speed, beeping excitedly.

"What has gotten into you, R7?"

Excited beeps came in reply

"Gherron? Are you certain? Or are you still overexcited from our encounter with that watch salesman?"

The droid gave a confirmation and beeped a joke before continuing. Nef followed, trying to keep up.

[member="Rylan Thatcher"], [member="Alexandra Feanor"]​