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Soto would silently walk beside his new compatriot down the rails, it was smooth sailing for quite some time. Apparently, the district they were in search of was most certainly abandoned. This was a relief to hear, as he didn't have time to 'haggle' for his new weapon, nor the credits either. So...

Following Zergo wasn't much of an issue for the droid. The entire time they were crouching, Soto would subconsciously mimic the kubaz's movements as he took the lead. Being a machine helped him to replicate the movements, though some steps of his here and there were a few inches off. The cover...

It seemed a stealthy approach was their agreed upon course of action, and if they could pass the station safely, it would be smooth sailing. While most droids were clunky and loud, Soto was created to essentially mimic the weight and form of a humanoid organic. This made him a bit more light on...

Soto followed the kubaz's lead down the rails, and their journey seemed to be going well so far. They had progressed quite a bit towards the district in question, and past many warning signs. Of course their luck would run out eventually, and that eventuality came quickly. As they made their way...

His newfound ally wasted no time, field stripping the armor for it's protective plates. It would provide some degree of protection, along with a rugged look. With the both of them now prepared, they would have to set off toward the rails. While the droid sith lacked knowledge about the city...

Soto felt almost embarrassed as the kubaz easily spat out a more complex and sound plan than his own. Taking the rails would indeed remove them from the eyes of the authorities, and also help them avoid the infected entirely. Being a droid, he lacked street smarts, and this was an occasion where...

So it seemed they could actually reach an agreement, if the sith droid could give his new kubaz friend a lift off the planet. That much could be arranged, thanks to some contacts he had through Dusty. Whatever trials he needed to go through to reach a new lightsaber would be worth it in the end...

The sith's request seemed to be a simple one on the surface, though a bit odd to the droid. How did a member of the sith once befriend a member of the Republic? That was some interesting history there, but it was far from the proper time to be discussing that. He didn't want to offend the...

So, there was in fact a chance the droid could get his metallic hands on a true lightsaber. Collectors were a fairly rare sight in the galaxy, but thankfully Nar Shaddaa had one. There was of course a catch, as the ASM infected were in the surrounding area he needed access to. Thanks to him...

As the previous client left the presumed spy, Soto would take the seat across from the man. The droid would sit down with a thud, but continue to keep his true appearance hidden. Reaching into his dark robe, the sith-in-training would reveal a training lightsaber, and set it on the table between...

While Soto could be socially awkward at times, there was no mistaking a Kubaz and the reputation their kind had as expert spies. Spotting the only one in the bar wasn't exactly a challenge. Across from him was another uncommon sight, not rare, but uncommon. A falleen was attempting to pay the...

The words of Soto's master made sense, and lined up quite nicely with sith teaching. Rather than speak much, he was to look menacing and dangerous as a testament to his master's abilities. The droid would conceal himself in a large dark hooded robe. His hands and feet would be covered by boots...

Soto sat in a corner of Dusty's ship 'meditating' as to what his next move would be. He now had a master who could teach him the ways of the dark side, so perhaps he could learn a few new force powers? The possibilities were potentially endless, though for now he had meditation to focus on...

What a strange name for a sith 'Dusty'? Who would have thought? Though perhaps this was some sort of new cultural name that Soto was not yet accustom to. He had been asleep for quite some time after all, a lot could change in 2000 years. Even brushing this off, his master did not mention a...

Though a lone droid certainly wasn't commonplace among the nightlife of Nar Shaddaa, no one knew Soto was a droid. He had managed to cleverly disguise himself by wearing gloves, boots, and a dark cloak. The only visible aspect of the droid's body was his glowing yellow eyes, ones that could be...

Though Soto was first concerned, his master would quickly quell these suspicions. Apparently it had been a test, one proving the droid was indeed a sith. What an excellent form of wordplay on the sith lord's part. Soto would slightly bow before remarking "Ah, a clever test master. It gladdens me...

Soto was glad to see that his new master approved of the needed improvements to his lightsaber. There was one large oddity in the man's way of speech however, the man referred to the droid as a 'padawan' and not an 'apprentice'. There was a vast distinction between the two, as one was synonymous...

Soto would quickly rise as his new master addressed him. The man's greeting was a bit odd to the droid, but perhaps it was some sort of cultural thing he had yet to understand. As the glymphid instructed, the droid would march forward with much of his body concealed by the make-shift cloak. He...

Soto's temporary moment of triumph would soon come to an abrupt close. The sound of a close-by organic quickly filled his audio receptors. In the distance, he could make out the visage of a glymphid carrying some sort of metal umbrella. The man asked him if he had acquired a master, this was...

Among all the planets in the galaxy, perhaps the most lonesome and depressing of them all was Raxus Prime. The world had a yellow atmosphere tainted with smog, and it's original terrain had long been covered up by mountains of trash and scrap metal. To scavengers it was a paradise, to sanitation...