[member="Kiso"],
There would have probably been plenty enough rumors about what the droids were doing with Corellia to make Kiso believe that they were the ones who put the planet into its current state. In reality however Corellia was broken long before their arrival, a work of mad and much more powerful Force user who decided to break the planet in half and splice it with another, it was being rebuilt for a long time by the time Metal Lords settled in their sector. The way that came about was pretty much a huge mess, as various planets in their proximity agreed to work with the Droid Lords, portion of Corellia petitioned the machines to join them as well, some of the droids were quick to jump on the occasion to accept and spread their influence, the others had to deal with the mess when the rest of Corellia protested. Tensions begun rising until HK and coalition of more powerful Metal Lords made a declaration that Corellia will remain a sovereign planet and be allowed to choose their own allegiance. Currently while they awaited their official decision the planet may have been within Metal Lord space but it was ruled by Corellians with no droids meddling in their affairs.
Either way, they could always discuss it in person, for soon enough the news of the Shrouded Republic's representatives arrival reached HK, who was awaiting them aboard a large civilian space station now planted in Corellia's orbit, a variant of the droid Space Bazaar models, like
the one in orbit of Denon. Soon enough Kiso would hear a response,
"Space Bazaar 'Droidellia', hangar 3."
The coordinates would be sent, pinpointing which station exactly the designation was referring to along with their permitted hangar space. Once Kiso would have found the dock with one of the station she would be able to have a better look at the strange construction that almost seemed to be cobbled together from skeletons and corpses of other stellar structures, repurposed many times over and added on top of each other, like jigsaw of starship wrecks and durasteel plating woven together to form the new presence over the planet. The neighboring systems would have probably faced similar projects as the one seen over Corellia, planets like Nubia, Loromar, and Hakassi had rings of similar spacecraft and stations built around them. The droids asked for relatively little of their subjects, they did not enslaved them, they did not force them to fight for them, some, like in the case of Corellia, did not even overthrew or meddled with their previous governments. What they did ask however was one of the main reasons why they decided to lay claim on territory. An armada of new, larger ships, and a lot of them.
Moving through the spacestation Kiso would have been directed towards one of the many conference rooms, passing many other droids on her way there, which currently HK claimed as his main office and base of operations within the system. The room would be fairly large, with a grand conference table in the middle with a holoprojector housed in its center, and a smaller duranium desk sitting in front of a large view screen or transparisteel, overlooking the once broken planet they were currently orbiting.
The droids Kiso passed would usually seem rather intelligent and independent, going about their day and the duties within the station, chattering with each other in quick bursts of data, although some did seem a bit off. Slightly loopy, dancing on the brink of insanity, only somewhat lucid, but then again such was usually the price when it came to droids who have not had a mind wipe in years if not centuries, quirks and data just kind of build up for them. There were few units who seemed much less intelligent, looking over their surroundings with dull cold stare, usually following other droids as their servants, or standing as silent guards within the station. They were drones, machines like droids, but with only rudimentary intelligence, more like animals than truly sentient beings. They were the answer droids had towards making large mechanical armies, yet not having the guilt over enslaving their own kind into combat legions.
And so Kiso would come face to face with her potential new patron, the droid stood up from behind his desk, looking at her in silence, letting her have the first words as he judged her from behind the impassive stare of two crimson photoreceptors like flaming embers, yet cold at the same time. His face was a smoothface plate with no nose, slots for lips and mouth, two fang-like spikes protruding down from it, and the holes for those electronic eyes. It was smooth and pale like bone, yet metallic, if Kiso could tell such things apart she would know it was Phrik. The rest of the droid's body seemed to have been covered in some sort of flesh-like black substance with thicker chitinous plates attached over certain regions, all of which was wrapped tightly in heavy black cloak. A Vong-shaped armor, rarely if ever seen on a droid.
