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I'ma eat, might be on later.)
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-Escape Achieved, Success odds calculated at 1671/1 - [Tracker placed successfully]
The permutations of figures and calculations had taken one of his processors a minute longer then normal to achieve optimal prediction. Even though after that, it was more about the scene that had just played out, even then it was nothing but a fading data file. The atmosphere left behind and the darkness of space to meet them, where a droid could truly feel at home he imagined. The life support turned off added to the ship's system, giving more power to the sublight engines than would normally be accomplished with it on.
A course to Nar Shaddaa was plotted through the Navicomputer, the lack of a navigator giving Riunn more work then necessary, even if the autonav was jury rigged to act on its "own". So much for complex programs acting like himself, but that was a fix for another day. The jump to hyperspace would take into effect ten minutes later as he cleared the lanes around the planet,and into the starstream void of hyperspace
The permutations of figures and calculations had taken one of his processors a minute longer then normal to achieve optimal prediction. Even though after that, it was more about the scene that had just played out, even then it was nothing but a fading data file. The atmosphere left behind and the darkness of space to meet them, where a droid could truly feel at home he imagined. The life support turned off added to the ship's system, giving more power to the sublight engines than would normally be accomplished with it on.
A course to Nar Shaddaa was plotted through the Navicomputer, the lack of a navigator giving Riunn more work then necessary, even if the autonav was jury rigged to act on its "own". So much for complex programs acting like himself, but that was a fix for another day. The jump to hyperspace would take into effect ten minutes later as he cleared the lanes around the planet,and into the starstream void of hyperspace
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Kin landed on the smuggler's moon, soon realizing it was no place for him. He could feel the undertone of evil the city had. Slavers, drug dealers, lords of the underworld. All had congregated here among the filthy streets. None had compassion, morality stripped by greed.
As Kin exited the rundown transport the Jedi had lended him, he attached one of the trackers to his own ship. Although Kin wanted to trust the inhabitants, he knew better.
With his good hand, he pulled out a pencil sized length of metal from one of his robe pockets. Clicking the latch that held it together, he drew the two halves of it outward, and activated the holoscreen that would tell him a precise location of the druid's ship. Following the radar on the blue screen, Kin moved relatively easily through the streets. So far that is.
Most on the moon would not take kindly to Jedi, and while he could pass as a monk, it wouldn't take much reasoning that a monk would not travel here, especially one with laser burns.
As Kin exited the rundown transport the Jedi had lended him, he attached one of the trackers to his own ship. Although Kin wanted to trust the inhabitants, he knew better.
With his good hand, he pulled out a pencil sized length of metal from one of his robe pockets. Clicking the latch that held it together, he drew the two halves of it outward, and activated the holoscreen that would tell him a precise location of the druid's ship. Following the radar on the blue screen, Kin moved relatively easily through the streets. So far that is.
Most on the moon would not take kindly to Jedi, and while he could pass as a monk, it wouldn't take much reasoning that a monk would not travel here, especially one with laser burns.
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-Landing Completed, Direction set...report to Cantina for recharge and job assignment-
His ship had no doubt landed safely in Nar Shaddaa, ever ready to visit the Cantina that he frequented. After all, a known place equated safety for this droid. A place to recharge without hassle, to wait for another assignment to come from Central Dispatch. His ship needed cargo, for the never ending sentient cycle of gaining money to refill his ship, to smuggling more to power his ship fit well within his programming. Simple routines that could be delegated to a subroutine that would not involve as much processing power as a new task.
Walking into the Cantina, he was a known entity their after all, as such the no droids usual rule..suspended. This was Desilijic territory after all, and he had business here. Walking into the backroom, ever ready with recharging equipment and a place to download the newest data set for him, run subroutines to subject himself to optimal operating efficiency. A faint memory file would appear, <Oil Bath> Ah yes..he needed to make sure the gears and motors were kept well lubricated should the need to go out happen soon.
Placing himself at the station, the wire coming to his connection port, he would allow himself to operate at sub efficency now, ever so much to run a diagnostic check on himself..and yet keep some attention to what was around him should their be any issues.
His ship had no doubt landed safely in Nar Shaddaa, ever ready to visit the Cantina that he frequented. After all, a known place equated safety for this droid. A place to recharge without hassle, to wait for another assignment to come from Central Dispatch. His ship needed cargo, for the never ending sentient cycle of gaining money to refill his ship, to smuggling more to power his ship fit well within his programming. Simple routines that could be delegated to a subroutine that would not involve as much processing power as a new task.
Walking into the Cantina, he was a known entity their after all, as such the no droids usual rule..suspended. This was Desilijic territory after all, and he had business here. Walking into the backroom, ever ready with recharging equipment and a place to download the newest data set for him, run subroutines to subject himself to optimal operating efficiency. A faint memory file would appear, <Oil Bath> Ah yes..he needed to make sure the gears and motors were kept well lubricated should the need to go out happen soon.
Placing himself at the station, the wire coming to his connection port, he would allow himself to operate at sub efficency now, ever so much to run a diagnostic check on himself..and yet keep some attention to what was around him should their be any issues.
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Livin the dream. One oil bath at a time... XD )
Kin was, despite his efforts to remain off the beaten path and out of sight, still drawing attention. Jedi were worth a simple sum per head, and there were enough hunters here that would take up that bounty, especially on a wounded boy.
He held the navigation device close, sticking to the very edge of the street under the dim lamplights and glowing signs of bars and businesses. Walking around speedercrafts of different design, and trying not to step in various junk in the street.
A nest of beetles crawled out when he shuffled a box to the side with his foot, and a worm seemed to be feasting on some kind of organic matter just in front of that. It was these kinds things that Kin noticed. Death could be upon him and he would still be more concerned about identifying some new species...
The Jedi took the time to pickup one of the beetles before continuing on. It sat perched on his finger as he walked, staring up at him with large compound eyes.
Coming around a corner the docks came into sight. He found the ship. The same one that had been at the market. But where was the druid? Why here, of all places?
Setting the beetle down on the speederbike parked next to him, Kin outstretched his good hand. Searching for Riunn.
Clicking and buzzing almost immediately filled his ears. The druid was close.
Kin did the unusual and actually lifted his hood partly to read the sign on the building in front of him. It's glow bringing an odd sensation to his retinas, which hadn't seen anything bright in awhile. He could read with his usual "sight", but it was difficult. Seeing the shapes of the letters and trying to put them into words was far more of a hassle than simply taking his hood off.
Why would a druid go in a cantina? He thought to himself with a puzzled expression.
Kin slipped his hood back on and continued inside.
( I've got a few ideas, but roleplaying is really about freedom so whatever you do is good with me.
Anyway, here's a few:
Riunn's employer turns on him, the bounty for the druid far higher than what could be made off of thousands of shipments.
Kin accidentally blows up Riunn's ship while running from a bounty hunter.
A gang war starts on Nar Shaddaa, and both Kin and Riunn get caught up in it. )
Kin was, despite his efforts to remain off the beaten path and out of sight, still drawing attention. Jedi were worth a simple sum per head, and there were enough hunters here that would take up that bounty, especially on a wounded boy.
He held the navigation device close, sticking to the very edge of the street under the dim lamplights and glowing signs of bars and businesses. Walking around speedercrafts of different design, and trying not to step in various junk in the street.
A nest of beetles crawled out when he shuffled a box to the side with his foot, and a worm seemed to be feasting on some kind of organic matter just in front of that. It was these kinds things that Kin noticed. Death could be upon him and he would still be more concerned about identifying some new species...
The Jedi took the time to pickup one of the beetles before continuing on. It sat perched on his finger as he walked, staring up at him with large compound eyes.
Coming around a corner the docks came into sight. He found the ship. The same one that had been at the market. But where was the druid? Why here, of all places?
Setting the beetle down on the speederbike parked next to him, Kin outstretched his good hand. Searching for Riunn.
Clicking and buzzing almost immediately filled his ears. The druid was close.
Kin did the unusual and actually lifted his hood partly to read the sign on the building in front of him. It's glow bringing an odd sensation to his retinas, which hadn't seen anything bright in awhile. He could read with his usual "sight", but it was difficult. Seeing the shapes of the letters and trying to put them into words was far more of a hassle than simply taking his hood off.
Why would a druid go in a cantina? He thought to himself with a puzzled expression.
Kin slipped his hood back on and continued inside.
( I've got a few ideas, but roleplaying is really about freedom so whatever you do is good with me.
Anyway, here's a few:
Riunn's employer turns on him, the bounty for the druid far higher than what could be made off of thousands of shipments.
Kin accidentally blows up Riunn's ship while running from a bounty hunter.
A gang war starts on Nar Shaddaa, and both Kin and Riunn get caught up in it. )
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-Charging, Charging.....Background data shows no threat variable-
There was not much to do now, indeed he would just stand perfectly still at the station, allowing the processor to run their scans, ensuring his system were running at the efficency that he could fix himself. After all, some of the issues that he experienced would of course have to be fixed by a outside source, but their was many internals that could be fixed by himself.
The Targeting algorithm, with its various matrices would be targeted for a complete scan overhaul, the fact that he had not aimed to kill the Jedi did go against his programming, perhaps it was a glitch..Even though he told himself there was no need to kill. Still, the background data would flow, the sounds and sights of the Cantina on the other side of the wall providing a almost pleasant hum to the orderly droid, a little bit of a chaotic music.
[Could Start a Gang War, cause I doubt my employer would turn on me at this moment, and blowing up my ship would totally suck :(, then I would have to use public transportation]
There was not much to do now, indeed he would just stand perfectly still at the station, allowing the processor to run their scans, ensuring his system were running at the efficency that he could fix himself. After all, some of the issues that he experienced would of course have to be fixed by a outside source, but their was many internals that could be fixed by himself.
The Targeting algorithm, with its various matrices would be targeted for a complete scan overhaul, the fact that he had not aimed to kill the Jedi did go against his programming, perhaps it was a glitch..Even though he told himself there was no need to kill. Still, the background data would flow, the sounds and sights of the Cantina on the other side of the wall providing a almost pleasant hum to the orderly droid, a little bit of a chaotic music.
[Could Start a Gang War, cause I doubt my employer would turn on me at this moment, and blowing up my ship would totally suck :(, then I would have to use public transportation]