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In dutiful fashion, the fresh guardsmen of Nippur led the young man through the rubbled and dusty streets of the city. Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX kept his eyes peeled and a hand on his sword the entire time. He had certainly heard of the devastation of the city...seen the pictures...but this young man of Coruscant was rapidly beginning to feel out of his element. These people didn't even look like they could afford a week's food, let alone a Dataverse connection. Still...it was the first legitimate job he had ever been offered, and custom body pillows didn't come cheap.

After about ten minute's walk from the gate, the small cadre finally arrived at what appeared to be a small combination garage and house. The two story building had a large attachment with wide-open garage doors, and inside, the flash of an arc welder threw thew the various, partial assemblies into sharp relief. The guards went away.

"Wait...here?" Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX asked, spinning around on his heels. But it was too late. The garishly festooned peacekeepers receded back into the milling crowds of midday. The swordsman had to assume this was the right place. After all, it was the most technology he'd seen focused in one spot within Nippur's walls. It would also be nice to get out of the desert sun. Trenchcoats and fedoras were probably going to for the evenings only, around here.

Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX stepped slowly over the threshold of the garage and called out.

"I am here for my interview. Lord Victor?" the man said, trying to peer around the hulk of a particularly flashy looking hoverbike.

"Oh. Right. My new troll friend." came a hoarse reply. The sharp buzzing of the torch faded away and a skinny looking, dark-skinned man popped out from behind the sleek vehicle. Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX quirked an eyebrow, seeing the man's deeply scarred face as he pulled the welding helmet away from his face.

"You're not Victor Wolfe." Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX muttered, glancing down at his Dataphone for quick reference. No. The images of Wolfe from DA15 certainly did not match this one-armed oddball.

"Nnno. Victor Wolfe is our PR guy. I'm Drake. The techie guy." the smuggler said, extending his hand slightly. Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX glanced down at the extended arm.

"Never heard of you."

Drake grinned in a markedly malicious fashion.

"Good."
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TL:DR - by Shantotto - 05-02-2018, 06:47 PM

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