Open Crispy

[Newton]

The tactical droid might well fetch a decent price, that isn't a droid you see every day and collectors would probably place it at high value. Still, Newton's mind was focused on the terminal in front of him, the main manager's terminal. And it did not have what he was seeking. He did a search, he looked in every menu and went through every option.

Although he the Mandalorian did point out there was a room of more computers. That may be worth checking. Newton would then get up from his seat and then look through the window as well. He watched as the astromech droid tried slicing the door, and it didn't work. The security on the door seems great if an astroemch droid can't get through it. Maybe it does have what Newton wants.

Nodding at the Mandalorian's suggestion, Newton would then examine the tactical droid. He would be thinking :: How does this droid turn on :: he would then remove a plate from the back of the droid and look at it. He'd blow the dust from inside. Enough to trigger Newton's allergies. Aside from that, Newton would see the problem. With some fiddling, the droid would then reactivate, and begin standing. Newton would place the plate back on.

"T2 Super Tactical Droid - Designation: 'Vikorr' activated." the droid would look at the two people. "How may I serve you." Newton seemed to recognize the first people who activated it as it's owners. Must have lost memory somehow or never been activated before. The first one is more plausible.

"Are you able to open that door?" Newton would ask. "I will try" the droid replied. The droid would then put it's scomp link into the door. After a few seconds, the door would then open. It worked. The door was encypted, but the droid had the codes through it's link. The droid would then turn to Newton again. "Done. Anything else?" "Not at the moment." the two would exchange. Newton would then go into the room "Looks like a server room." he remarked. Newton would then jump on a one of the consoles, seeing what could be found.

As he does so, he would then look towards the Mandalorian. "You know, you've been really helpful for me. After this I'll definitely wire you a good deal of credits for services rendered. And that droid definitely is yours as well." he said. Good helpers are really hard to come buy.

@Scoobert

 

[Laren Vano]

As the door opened. Laren looked at the Tactical Droid. A very good companion to come most likely. Might be worth keeping after all. Especially if there are other places like this out there.

“I think I will keep it. Hey do you have a name droid?” “No, I have no name other than T2 Super Tactical Droid.” Laren looked at it for a moment and the snapped his fingers in excitement pointing a finger at the droid “I got it, I’ll call you Cryptic” the droid was silent for a moment “You’re giving me a name? I- I thank you master.. what is your name master?” The Mando laughed at the thought of being called anything other than Laren or Mando. “Just call me Laren, you can drop the master thing.” Laren patted the droids mechanical shoulder and turned to face Newton.

“I thank you for the credits. And I hope you found the stuff you’re looking for. Perhaps it’ll be a new thing on the market huh? Haha yea.” Laren liked this little adventure. It was fun. “Hey Newton, let me give you my information. So in case you need a big bad Mando to kick some ass for you. I’ll be there.” Laren truly meant it. He knew the money was good with him and that there would always be something worth taking. Knowledge, droids, weapons even. Who knows maybe next time they steal a 5S cruiser. Doubtful but possible.

“What exactly are you looking for on these schematics? Are you planning to build another droid army? It’d be smart but expensive just as the clones were expensive. Every army that has to be bought grows weak after so long because eventually someone runs out of credits. That’s why Mandalorians are superior. We take care of ourselves and still work together... most of us anyway.”

Laren started looking through the shelves for any documents. Nothing. Laren even went to the storage closet in the room but only found cleaning supplies. “I already have enough cleaning supplies.” The Mando would then walk to Newton and send him the contact information for Laren’s helm comms and the comms in The Unforced. “I mean it. If you ever need help, I’ll be there.”

@The Good Doctor

 

[Newton]

Newton nodded at the Mandalorian as he gave out his information. He will be sure to contact him when the need arises, and the rewards will be worth it then as well.

As for what he was looking for, it was known it was droid schematics. But combat droids, or anything for a droid army? Nah. If Newton had to guess the Mandalorian would be underwhelmed with what the actual answer will be. "No. No droid armies or battle droid related things." at least not yet. "Here" Newton would show for the Mandalorian, inviting him to see the screen. Bringing up a picture of the schematics and specs of a donut droid. "The Crisp-E-O Donut Droid." he said. Newton liked the design. He heard it was very popular back in the day and there aren't a whole lot of droids like this on the market. He will take the schemetics, look over them from the comfort of his office, and make some modifications, and try selling it under the Blackwell Automata brand. It will rake in the credits for sure...

Newton would then insert a datacard into the terminal and then download the schematics. With just a few seconds, they are now his. He would unplug the datacard and then leave the terminal. "Thank you, I'm sure I'll be in touch with you soon. Much appericated again." he nodded towards him. "Alright, I got what I came for. Lets get out of here." Newton would then begin to take his leave, on his way out the way he came in.

/exit thread?