Private Meeting at the Workplace

[Vang Azusa]

Location: The Night Stop Workshop, Night District, Coruscant
Tags: Phalsi Drynchen Kat Decoria Credit Wizard
Time: Midday

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Far down in the underbelly of the City Planet, Core of the Galactic Alliance and home to the wealthy, resided the Night District. Whilst the place was not fairly well known, it was a hotspot for those with nowhere else to go. Not to mention the Thug Threat of the ARATIZENZ. A local group of Thugs that think they own the whole sector of this floor. Not to those that live there they didn't. Many were outspoken against them, including the owner of a small Mechanic's Workshop. It was a worn looking place, the pain along the outer walls was worn, chipped or even burnt off due to blaster fire. Not that she could stop them. She could hardly pay the rent at this rate with what those 'Spice Heads' were doing.

The three main doors were open, one leading to a waiting room with a large half curved counter at the end. A small droid, an R3 series, was at the counter connected with a large set up of consoles and screens. Inside the main section of the shop, was a multitude of lifts, equipment and devices. At the very far end of this decent expanse of tech and machinery, was an Airspeeder. An older model, but still working fine, at least it was going to be again. Under the large vehicle, her legs sticking out, was a woman. Her outfit screamed Mechanic, yet it had class, street savvy to it. Her hair a mixture of blue and red gradients as she worked on one of the repulsorlifters. An assortment of tools and devices were scattered around her as she worked, not paying much attention to anything aside from her client's ride. A small radio was near her, playing a mixture of songs not often heard on the surface level.

A small sign was posted between the waiting room and the large twin open doors to the shop itself, "Please speak to Staff at Counter, before entering the Workshop." she had to put that up due to the many people who just wandered in. She had a local almost crush his leg due to his negligence of Workshop etiquette. It was a tough time explaining to the rude man what happened was his fault and that he had set her back on a Speeder Bike by at least two days. But, that's what happens when you live in a world where manners have gone out the scrapped window of social norms.

 

[Phalsi Drynchen]

BROWSING
Objective: Check out the place.
Equipment: Under-Armor, Clothes-How they look, The Mask, Scope- utility belt, Wrist Device, Slicing/Gaming Tool, The Encoil, Stowaway Node, Clarion Personal Translator
Weapons: Four Zenji Needles, Hard Light Weapon, 1 Shock Whip
Tags: Kat Decoria Credit Wizard Vang Azusa
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While she could order things in for her vessels off the holo-net, there was always a strange glee that happened when you picked it up in person. The Mask covered the top half of her face, using her second identity to come peruse the selection available at a place she hadn't visited on Coruscant just yet.

The silver color of her bun shone in the lights around, the decorative needle tops poking out of the peak of her bun hidden inside their sheaths for the time being as the hard light weapon dangled from her hip while the retractable whip say just inside her coat in its own sewn pocket holster.

She was taking easy strides, poking her head into the shop door before waving to the droid that sat at the front desk. Entering, she gazed around the place with a smile from ear to ear.

Her own form of a candy shop laid out before her.

"Browsing first. Only have a few things to find but I'll let you know." She informed the droids quizzical chirping her way. Eyes behind the mask wandered over different parts, still not quite sure about trying to tie in another subsidiary reactor for her custom ship.

 

[Credit Wizard]

Location: Night District; Coruscant
Objective: Acquire new parts for his Ancient BT-7 Thunderclap
Tags: Phalsi Drynchen Kat Decoria Vang Azusa
Time: Midday

The Hutt Lorda has heard of the Core of the Galactic Alliance before; but had never been particularly interested in visiting the planet due to fear of arrest by the authorities for him simply being a hutt species and associated with organized crime of the former hutt cartel. The only reason he was bothering to show to this planet was for parts for his aging BT-7 Thunderclap that he had managed to salvage from a junkyard in hutt space before the current events took place. While checking through the level's guide about each section of the city planet; he had come upon an interesting shop listed in the Night District on Level 1329. Called "Night Stop Workshop", an odd name for a repair station but he had little choice as this was his last stop for this evening to get the necessary engine parts for his only mode of transportation. Knowing that it was a gamble for him to go all the way down into the criminal gang territory of ARATIZENZ; he was more than able to defend himself with his sonic disruptor pistol and his hulking "Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneer" guardsman by his side he would take his small sail barge model down into the section to get the necessary parts if they were available.

The Hulking Hutt Lorda of 10ft and 4,000 Pounds would slide through the streets with his 4 Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers by his side. If anyone had been to Nal Hutta recently; they would know of these armored giants and fear them rightfully so for they are moving tanks on the battlefield and more than capable enough to deal with the criminal gang that might pose a threat to the hutt lorda of the mancheron kajidic. On this particularly day; the Hutt Lorda was wearing a brown top hat with a black rim to it; his lower form was fitted with a brown suit and tie with a white shirt underneath and a heavy black overcoat that went down over his body to his tail like a cape; the black overcoat would have the symbol of the Mancheron Association of Food & Beverages on it. The Mancheron Association of Food & Beverages was a well known company that operated out of Darvannis; they are mostly known for their drinks and food that stay up to 10x fresher and colder using their special manufacturing process. If anyone had been to the former area of Hutt Space; they would have likely been to one of their eatery's and restaurants on various worlds that made them a powerhouse in the food industry as a whole.

The Hutt Lorda would slide his way down the street to the Night Stop Workshop. Bending down so that his massive form could fit into the doorway. He would slide himself into the shop along with his 4 Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers to browse the selection of items saying to the Droid at the counter wondering why he was here. "I'll just look around for now; but I'll need to speak to the owner about an inquiry if the person is available at this moment in time. If not; just inform them that I will be waiting out here." Exclaimed the Hutt Lorda; bending down and examining various items to add to his BT-7 Thunderclap. Picking up a few parts and trying to judge in his head if these were affordable. While having his 4 Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers form a square around himself to prevent any harm to the Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic.

 

[Kat Decoria]

Location: Night City
Tags: Vang Azusa | Phalsi Drynchen | Credit Wizard
Outfit: This

A break. Kat was finally getting a break from her job at the hospital. It had been a stressful time and she was glad to be out of the scrubs, they weren't the most comfortable things to wear and were very not her style at all. Kat was glad to be away from the hospital with her hands on her hips and taking in the curious buildings in the lower levels, they were interesting and Kat often found them to look much better than the upper levels. Wandering through the night city area, Kat thought upon when she worked in a very different line of work than she currently does. Before she trained to be a Jedi, she had worked as a mechanic, working on ships and droids as well as her own legs since they had been a little stubborn to work initially. Looking around, there were a few droid shops set up, nothing super impressive but they were all bringing back memories of being a mechanic. Like the time she hassled Allyson Locke to teach her Mech-deru so that she could build better technology.

As she passed one store, she stopped, this one seemed to be bigger and had a more official look to it than the other more pop-up stores that Kat had been walking past. Wandering inside, Kat was inspecting the tech and the droids around. It seemed to be someone of skill was working here, it would be interesting to meet the person and perhaps talk trade and see if there was advise she could offer or anything she should gain. Looking around, she spotted a couple of other people walking around the store as well. She gave each of them a nod as she moved silently around the store, curious to meet the owner of this store.

 

[Credit Wizard]

Location: Night City
Tags: Kat Decoria Vang Azusa Phalsi Drynchen

Something was off here..Paranoda knew that very much inside of his head. It was no mere coincidence that all of them had gathered to this shop; to which to inspect the shop for parts and speak to the owner; at least that is what paranoda thought they were doing here. If it was that popular; he figured they would have far more people than the currently 3 of them inside the shop itself. He would have to be careful with what he said around them; first of all the woman that was already inside the shop when he came inside and by his judgement was looking for parts as well. After he came inside; a few moments later another woman had entered that he spotted out of the corner of his glowing reddish yellow eyes, he pondered that it was a trap of some kind. Either by the criminal gang that lived on this level of coruscant or by some yet unseen actor that had gathered them here for some purpose. So carefully and without drawing suspicion to himself; he would have his left hand on his pistol holster, just making sure that he was safe from harm. Although he had his 'Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers' as protection; he himself knew that to walk around without personal protection was folly and a risk to his overall well-being.

Once the last woman had entered inside and gave him a nod; he would return the favor to her. Before carrying on looking for the parts that he required for his vessel. It was rare for a BT-7 Thunderclap to still be operational; given that the parts are so outdated and technology as advanced forward in time by eons away from the Ancient Old Republic Era. The Hutt Lorda wouldn't give up hope yet that this shop might have the required parts for his vessel; or if the owner of the shop itself could repair the parts that he needed for a cost of course. On his way over to Coruscant; from his powerbase on Darvannis, he took a large sum of credits from his vault underneath this desert fortress. He was prepared to spend a large amount of currency for the parts; regardless of where they came from. While he browsed the items that the shop had to offer to himself; he wondered where the owner of the shop was. They certainly were taking a long time; and paranoda himself had a busy schedule and certainly didn't like to stick around in one place for to long as that would draw suspicion to his activities that he has mostly kept legal so far with his food empire in the galaxy; to which he was most proud off. Although he did engage in criminal activity from time to time if it helped him in the end.

 

[Vang Azusa]

Location: Night District, Night Stop Workshop
Tags: Kat Decoria Credit Wizard Phalsi Drynchen

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With her head so far into her work, Vang hardly registered the not one, two, but three clients walk into her Workshop. Her hand wiggled past a small clamp to reach a rather hard to reach damaged part. She was inches from it, when the small clamp slipped from her wrench's grip. Her right small finger was pinched hard in the process. "DAMN IT!" Vang said, her shout ringing throughout the shop. The sound of a metallic wrench hitting the ground soon followed. The R3 droid instantly rocketed into the shop's far end, where an Airspeeder resided. It's chips and beeps were rapidly firing at the woman now emerging from under the mechanical death machine. "I HATE these models! They're walking Death traps!" Vang said, holding her slightly bleeding finger. The droid gave a few more chirps, grabbing her attention. "What?" Vang said, now turning to look at the three people in her shop, one with guards. "Why didn't you tell me?" Vang asked the droid, which returned a few beeps of indignation.

Standing up, she looked each of them over. The Hutt as the first one she registered. She hardly knew any of the Hutt race to hang around here. Let alone in her shop. The others looked alright enough. One admiring the tech the other browsing. Taking a breath, Vang composed herself before walking to the group. "Welcome, to the Night Stop Workshop," she announced, her smile professional, "I'm Vang, the owner of the place. What can I do for the lot of you?" The droid sat by her, seemingly as a fellow business partner. Now out of the vehicle's underbelly, Vang's appearance was fully realized. Her torso wore a shirt and half buttoned jacket hanging open around her chest and neck. Each hand was covered in grime from her job. Markings along her arms in some sort of odd metal colored tattoos were on full sight as well. The shorts along her waist looked tattered and old, yet still hanging together. The boots of a mechanic adorned her feet as the final addition to the look. Along her eyes were a pair of welder's glasses, modified to look like casual sunglasses.

Taking her stance, one hand on her hip, the other hanging free, Vang waited to see what her customer's had to say.

 

[Credit Wizard]

Location: Night District; Night Stop Workshop
Tags: Kat Decoria Phalsi Drynchen Vang Azusa

The Hutt Lorda was looking through various items; when the sound of 'Damn it' was uttered by female lips. Very loudly and that drew the Hutt's curious gaze in that direction of course. His Nal Hutta Heavy Cannoneers would be on standby with their heavy assault cannons out; looking for the disturbance to make sure it wasn't directed at the Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic. He had also registered in his ear slits; that the sound of a metallic wrench hit the floor right after the sudden outburst by the yet unseen female that was inside. The hutt lorda still had his hand on his sonic disruptor pistol; in its holster underneath of his heavy black jacket with the symbol of the Mancheron Association of Food & Beverages on it. Once the female had emerged from the 'workshop' he had presumed due to the female not being out here with the 3 of them; to which he found odd considering that this must be the owner and they ignored their guest like it was nothing to them. Paranoda should leave after this display; but decided to stick around and not waste a trip back to Darvannis in his Ancient BT-7 Thunderclap which still needed parts. What really was bazare to him is that the female looked at him first; he didn't think that he smelled bad, he took a mud bath just the other day and it was very relaxing if he said so himself. Although; he considered now in his head, many hutts don't go to coruscant for fear of arrest for their past ties to the hutt cartel; one if not the most powerful criminal organizations at its height with even galactic governments paying them tribute. Once the female had walked in their direction; he would look between himself and the other 2 ladies that were inside the establishment. Once the Owner calling herself 'Vang' spoke to them, none of the others said anything yet. So he decided to proceed to get down to business and move on away from the galactic center.

"Well, Miss Vang. The Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic is in need for repairs to his current mode of transportation. An ancient BT-7 Thunderclap; used by the Republic Special Forces Division eons ago before you were born. I have brought the parts for you to inspect and see if you can fix them. That is my reason for coming here." The Hutt Lorda would explain in a flat tone; spoken in galactic standard basic. Paranoda wasn't used to blute mode of speaking, but he didn't want to waste the owner's time with his usual word games. Plus; he wanted to see if the owner could fix the ancient parts as a sort of test of skill perse. After a while; he had noticed her appearance and thought of it normally as many working people couldn't afford the expensive clothes that he wore or the more successful people in the upper levels of Coruscant. Although he was going to give some advice; on how to meet your guest with proper clothing on, he figured that would only make matters worse for himself and be told to leave the shop; wasting all the time he had spent coming here. Once speaking about his own problem; he would stare with his glowing reddish yellow eyes at the other patrons of the workshop and the owner herself to see what they had to say and wondering what reason they had for being here along with the owner's response to his inquiry about repairs to his only mode of transportation.

 

[Phalsi Drynchen]

BROWSING
Objective: Check out the place.
Equipment: Under-Armor, Clothes-How they look, The Mask, Scope- utility belt, Wrist Device, Slicing/Gaming Tool, The Encoil, Stowaway Node, Clarion Personal Translator
Weapons: Four Zenji Needles, Hard Light Weapon, 1 Shock Whip
Tags: Kat Decoria Credit Wizard Vang Azusa
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The other silver haired body towards the back peeked around the shelving long enough to catch sight of the Hutt before busying herself with parts she absolutely did not need. On the other hand, she didn't want to deal with the four guards and the implications of dealing with a Hutt lord, now or later. So she remained quiet and watched while taking tremendous efforts to give the Hutt all the time in the world.

"Divert power from the auxiliary systems but you give up reaction time with the maneuvering vanes. Plus with no-." There were a couple of parts that caught her interest, namely for her green skinned friend as she rifled through the bin before her.

 

[Vang Azusa]

Location: Night Stop Workshop
Tags: Credit Wizard Phalsi Drynchen Kat Decoria

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Out of her three customers, the first to talk was the Hutt. Not just any Hutt, but a 'Lorda'. She had heard of the title, but not met any who possessed it. It was rather fun meeting someone with such an elaborate title. But what caught her attention was the fact that he had such an unusual model of transport. Thinking for a bit after the Hutt finished, Vang finally spoke. "A BT-7 Thunderclap. I've only heard about those. But it shouldn't be too different from what I know," Vang said to herself, amazed that a relic of such age really still existed. "Well, if you get your guys to put the parts in the back room I'll have a look at them and see what I can do," Vang offered, her hand gesturing to the part of the workshop with a large space next to an empty table.

Looking down at the R3 unit, Vang quickly gave it instructions. "Ge-Ge, go and see what schematics you can get for that model and have them posted up by the table for me in a bit," The order was simple, and the droid responded in a similar manner before wheeling off in the direction of a Astromech console. Turning to the others, Vang smiled professionally again. "What about you two? Anything I can help in?" Her voice was again polite rather than full of curiosity like she had let out during her verbal thought about the Hutt's vehicle.

 

[Credit Wizard]

Vang finally spoke. "A BT-7 Thunderclap. I've only heard about those. But it shouldn't be too different from what I know," Vang said to herself, amazed that a relic of such age really still existed. "Well, if you get your guys to put the parts in the back room I'll have a look at them and see what I can do," Vang offered, her hand gesturing to the part of the workshop with a large space next to an empty table.

Location: Night District; Night Stop Workshop
Tags: Vang Azusa Kat Decoria Phalsi Drynchen

The Hutt Lorda would nod towards the female; turning his wrist in a sort of kinetic communication. As two of the Nal Hutta Heavy Engineers would leave outside the building for a moment; returning back inside with a large hoversled with the parts covered by a cloth to keep them from exploding. The 2 Heavy Cannoneers would lift up the cloth itself; to reveal a smoking engine block that was fixed with star wars duct tape; sparking and fizzing as it sat there with parts falling off of it. The next item would be the control panel itself; as the wiring was totally fried to bits and latestly would be the hyperdrive system with only its frame left and everything else would be gone. They would put the parts onto the empty table and return back to the Lorda of the Mancheron Kajidic. It was a mess to be sure; but the Hutt Lorda would be willing to pay a large sum of money for his prized ancient vessel. So he simply looked through more items while he waited the good or bad news from the owner of the establishment; he was currently in.

 

[Kat Decoria]

Location: Night City
Tags: Vang Azusa | Phalsi Drynchen | Credit Wizard
Outfit: This

Kat looked around the shelves, not interacting with the other customers since she was just here to take in the nostalgia of the whole thing. How long had it been since Kat had been in a workshop? How long had it been since she was tinkering on anything herself? Too long in her mind, being around all this tech was bringing back so many good memories. Hearing the shouts from the other room, Kat chuckled deeply, it was all too common to get frustrated at the tech due to difficulties in working with it because of one reason or another. It was why learning Mechu-deru had been such a welcomed gift, she was able to make adjustments without having to suffer with difficult to reach placements or dangerous locations due to poor placement by the creators.

When the mechanic came out of the other room, Kat could see her old self in the mechanic, she use to wear baggy pants, white t-shirt stained with oil, grease and whatever else she was working on. Her goggles were also worn on top of her head. It was amusing how there seemed to be a style of outfit for mechanics, almost like they had an unofficial uniform. Looking around the shop, it seemed to have a good stock of equipment and they seemed to be well made. Others were talking, specifically the Hutt introduced himself and stated clearly what he wanted from the mechanic. Kat let him talk uninterrupted as she started to browse more and more around.

When he finished, Kat looked at the other person, to see if they wanted to talk but they were busy looking around themselves. Kat turned to the mechanic, "just looking around. Been too long since I was in a workshop and kinda missed it. I can give a hand if you are struggling with anything, might have been awhile since I got my hands dirty but like riding a bike, you never forget how to be a mechanic." Kat smirked.

 

[Vang Azusa]

Location: Night Stop Workshop
Tags: Credit Wizard Phalsi Drynchen Kat Decoria

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With the Hutt's parts in the side room, awaiting work, Vang continued to talk with the other customers. It was a wise move to make sure no one was planning anything dodgy. Hearing Kat mention that she used to work in a similar place to Vang, her interest was peaked. "Well, if you think you can work with this Model of Death," Vang said, jerking her thumb towards the very Airspeeder that she had unceremoniously emerged from, "Be my guest." Vang walked over and pointed where she was working on it. "Careful, it bites," Vang said, jokingly as she raised the finger that got cut earlier.

Looking over at Phalsi, Vang wandered over to her next. "Anything I can help with?" she asked, her professional voice kicking in again. This was a rather nice meeting. She just hoped They didn't show up again.

 

[Phalsi Drynchen]

BROWSING
Objective: Check out the place.
Equipment: Under-Armor, Clothes-How they look, The Mask, Scope- utility belt, Wrist Device, Slicing/Gaming Tool, The Encoil, Stowaway Node, Clarion Personal Translator
Weapons: Four Zenji Needles, Hard Light Weapon, 1 Shock Whip
Tags: Kat Decoria Credit Wizard Vang Azusa
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She glanced over to Vang, making the conclusion of the person being the shop owner as she straightened up from kneeling down and rummaging through the shelves.

"Have some parts off a B-wing I was looking to sell. Titanium hull pieces and a roll ring off the cockpit. And maybe looking for a few accessory pieces for a droid hookup." She scratched her head a little with a smirk.

"Fused two B-wings together and kind of...overlooked a few things."