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N4-X4's archives contained details on the Confederacy for Independent Systems to the point that they were able to detail extensive records of specific Trade Federation officials. The infiltrator had amassed more intelligence than what its creators had possibly expected and it certainly led to some quirks. But the droid was more than capable of using this information to their benefit.
The droid had outfitted itself with a slight modification to its chassis. There were small jets replacing the magnetic functions of N4-X4 feet as well as other minor thrusters around joints. Along the soles of its feet to aid it in aquatic travel should they become submerged. The heavy droid body was not as adept at swimming as some creatures and needed to compensate for it. With the foot modifications the droid had the same capabilities as one with jetboots.
Ahead of them was one of the planet's largest islands but it was not Naxa's ultimate destination. Mount Merakan held the secure facilities the droid needed to create the technology they desired. The former Trade Federation bases on the planet were old and even forgotten to time. It would take some effort and time to get them working with decent results. But in the end if the second half of the work could be accomplished then they would have a capability that might terrify those who learned of it.
There were rumors of a hidden island, one invisible to any scanner or map. But word spread and scared bounties talked. The droid had cultivated their own information about an island supposedly covered by stygium crystals. Such a discovery could lead to the harvesting and using of such resources to execute proper cloaking. N4-X4 could acquire one by theft by some means or another, but they wanted more than just a single creation. It was important that they begin working on a fleet of ghost ships.
The droid was not alone on this endeavor. A dark-holoweb contact heard from a friend of an associate that overheard from a stranger about a certain someone wanting to meet the droid. At first the machine was hesitant since they normally worked well alone. But the degree of assistance the mysterious contact implied was significant enough to be worth the risk. In exchange for the success of this mission the stranger could name their price. N4-X4 expected it to be some form of service or perhaps the sharing of future assets.
The Revenant Aiwha circled the rendezvous point before coming in for a smooth landing. The ship wound down its engines as its owner told the S3 AI to follow its standard security procedures. The BX commando droid exited the ship to meet with their mysterious partner. Signs of neimoidian architecture stuck out clearly and the half submerged form of a control core protruded from the side of a mountain. N4-X4 was in the right place.
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