Mechanical Machinations [Simuxandra's Laboratory]

[Simuxandra]

>//Orbit Over Dorsis//
>///Simuxandra's Personal Yacht///

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Spoiler

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvYIymEtIOQ

Surrounded by floating orbs and holographic screens of whirling data flashing in programmed algorithms of light, Simuxandra - the Shard crystal cyborg - continued in her force powered cybernetic meditations. She sat cross-legged her open palms on her knees. Her whole bronzium and gold gilded cybernetic body floated above the durasteel floor of her chamber. The interior of her chamber was fashioned like a pyramid with the ceiling rising like an apex. Ambient red lights glowed in long strips up the slanted walls. From the nape of her neck various cables and wiring draped down her back and connected to a long prism pylon that jutted from a compartment embedded in the floor. Simuxandra processed thousands of gigabytes of data a second; conjuring schematics for droids, designs for a laboratory, contingency networks for her holonet frameworks, and other plans that she would put into action once she secured the blessings of the Metal Lord's Lord Protector @HK-36. Since her escape from the research facility that meant to harvest her living crystal organic body, she had been a wander across the galaxy. But, it was the dominion of the droid lords that she found most alluring. Here she could possibly settle in peace, and begin the transfiguration of her machinations into reality.

Entering from automatic doors at the far side of her pyramid chamber a protocol droid with feminine programming strolled up to Simuxandra. Like all droids in her service this protocol droid had been spliced and re-programmed into oblivion by Simuxandra turning her into a different mechanical creature all together.

"My lady. The Lord Protector and his Metal Lords Representatives have arrived." the protocol droid announced.

Simuxandra's cybernetic eye-lids slide back, two thin gold plates separated revealing her piercing beaming blue eyes. With her eyes open the floating orbs of data flickered out of existence and the red glow faded to ambient white light brightening the chamber. Simuxandra ended her call on the Force and one leg at a time stepped down to the floor. The wires detached from the nape of her neck and retreated into slots inside the pylon, which itself sank back into the trap compartment in the floor.

"Very good, S2PO." Simuxandra's sultry voice replied with a mechanical echo. "We shall receive them in the star lounge."

The protocol droid bowed in compliance and left. Simxundra turned away from the droid and snapped her fingers. The once opaque walls faded to reveal a live feed of the space outside the yacht. On one wall the rusted orb of the city planet of Dorsis expanded across the horizon below. On other the traffic around the planet and the void of space played out. Simuxandra fixated her gaze onto Dorsis. This would be the host to her technological expansion, and the seat from which she would forge a mechanical lordship. But, first she would have to persuade the Metal Lords to allow her infiltration of the planet. Turning on her heel she left her chamber travelling by an ascending repulsorlift elevator she reached the star lounge.

It was a long oval space with long panoramic transparasteel windows on either side. Various cushioned seats and couches lined the lounge. At the center was a large holo-projector that emitted the holographic media traffic of the local holonet space. Flanked by recently arrived protocol droids Simuxandra awaited the arrival of her guests.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Simuxandra"], [member="Lord Mettallum"],


Soon enough the doorway to the Star Lounge aboard Xandra's vessel opened as a collection of droids would be seen. The first to arrive would be HK with his retinue of Greycloaks, all of them were various HK models, 36's looked much more sleek and organic than the older boxier models used by the Greycloaks. Their bodies were also made seemingly out of durasteel while his, if Xandra's scans would reveal that, was forged out of Phrik. They all wore cloaks wrapped over their shoulders and down their bodies, HK's was black, the Greycloaks', well they were grey, underneath she would be able to catch a glimpse from time to time of organic looking armor like dark charred flesh with chitinous armored plates arranged over it, Vong-shaped suits of armor if she could tell such things. Rare among the droids and blasphemous from the Vong perspective, considering they saw all technology, droids especially, as abomination.

"My Golden Lady Simuxandra."

HK would greet her as he passed through the doorway, stepping in the Star Lounge with soft clinking of a lightsaber hilt and a magnetic revolver holstered beneath his cloak,

"It is good to finally see you again, I hope you are well since we last spoke."

Moving closer to Simuxandra HK would outstretch his hand to take her own hand in his and lean down if she allowed it, raising up her hand to press his face mask to it, as if he was planting a kiss.

If she spoke to other droids and Metal Lords about the machine to get more background check on him, she would know that he could be especially flirtatious or playful, sometimes the word "unstable" was used, especially towards fem bots and organics. Some would even whisper rumors that he bedded organics and that's why he was so willing to be much more accommodating and patient with them than other droids who lead revolutions before him, not to mention had the most organic vassals among all Metal Lords. Those rumors were probably false though.

Probably.

 

[Lord Mettallum]

Spoiler

[media]https://youtu.be/ePYe3lqsu-g[/media]

Next Lord Mettallum entered the star lounge without any guards as Lord Mettallum thought they would he unneeded and he wasn't here to show power but instead to do his duty as a Metal Lord and assist less powerful and younger Metal Lords. Unlike [member="HK-36"] Lord Mettallum was not wearing anything fancy and only had a greyish white durasteel chasis which caused the floor to shake a bit when ever he took a step. Lord Mettallum's white photoreceptors scanned the room and once he identified [member="Simuxandra"] his photoreceptors changed to a deep red but this was not a threat but instead just what his photoreceptors do when he focuses on something.

"Greetings My Lady. My name is Lord Mettallum, Metal Lord of the Void and ruler of Loronar. I Lord Mettallum have heard you require the assistance of the Metal Lords for something." Lord Mettallum stopped speaking for a little bit as he took a seat at the table. "Now tell us what can we do for you My Lady?"