Hoth: Blood and Ice

Duke-consort Zeno Thul jumped down from his ship's cockpit after he gave it a check. He didn't miss the fact that both him and his shadow, Lady Savagery, always felt like they were being watched. Probably the Jedi that looking for a legit reason to kill him. Maybe it's just the eyes from those that believe he should be in a cell, likely not a small number if there were citizens of Coruscant onboard.

He didn't really care what they thought. However it did entertain him to imagine some Jedi jumping out at him and saying some dumb line. He smirked as he thought about the battle that ensued. He looked to the rear of the ship to see Lady Savagery looking around the hangar bay. They could spar later and spend some of their pent up energy and aggression.

He did the same and scanned the hangar bay with his eyes.

Lingering near the back of the hanger bay, squatted down as she tried to get a busted holo-table back online, was an armored figure with a vibro-sword mag-locked to her back. Whatever repairs she was trying to do were apparently not working, because she soon stood and kicked the holo-table hard enough to send sparks into the air.

There was swearing, in gutteral Huttese, by the sound of it.

Some distance away a singular ship could be seen. The sleek and organic design of some parts of the exterior hull contrasted with the artificial nature of the materials but it still gave the impression that the vessel was alive somehow. On the top of the hull walked confidently an figure that could be recognized by the Duke-consort.

Wearing an elegantly segmented battle armor under some white, grey and blue robes the Jedi Master known as Baesal Zyn was taking notes and measurements of some sort on an holographic keyboard projecting from the wrist in her quicksilver artificial arm.

An arm that seemed to match the ship.

She spoke some words and after a second what appeared to be the ship's thrusters started...igniting...before going back to sleep. Logic would say they were but the sound was more reminiscent of crystalline chimes then engines

Seeing his old classmate, he is not surprised she's working on something. It was her natural state, he believed. He starts approach and because he's curious he reaches out to brush his mind against the ship. He didn't live this long by assuming something that looks alive isn't alive. Eventually he comes to a stop by the ship, looking it over and appreciating the design.

The swearing in Huttese had managed to catch the jedi engineer's attention before she could sense someone near reaching into the Force. Walking to the edge of the craft she took notice of Zeno beneath her and, some distance behind, the foul mouthed mercenary.

''Hello there''

He looks over to the mercenary when she does but waits before acknowledging them.

"Hello back," he replies before addressing the mercenary. "Are you doing ok over there?" He asks in a friendly enough tone.

The armored woman grabs the holotable with one arm and drags it over to the other two figures, its metal scraping loudly against the deck.

"Holo-table is broken," she says in Basic, the filters in her helmet turning her voice in a ragged growl. She looks between the two of them, eventually settling on the woman as she lifts the battered chunk of sparking electronics up to show her. "You're an engineer?"

Baesal lifts a hand and several metal hexagonal plates mold themselves out of the ship's hull to form hovering stairs which she used to reach ground level

''You could say that'' she replied to the stranger with a calm smile before returning the hovering plates back into position ''I can take a look at your table if you like''

"Can't go into pirate negotiations with a broken holotable." He seems to be sincere about that.

"It's not mine," she clarifies, dropping it to the ground and taking a step back. "Owner is unspecified."

She casts a glance over at Zeno at his comment, and after a moment of contemplation, nods in agreement.

''I am sure Unspecified will be glad to know it's holotable is well taken care of.'' the appointed repair-woman reached into her belt to retrieve a hand-held scanner before moving closer to the table for inspection

''Can you tell me something specific about the nature of the problem?''

She stared at the woman in silence for a moment, then gave the holo-table a kick. More sparks shot out.

"It doesn't work." She spoke slower this time, in case the woman had problems with Basic.

"Sparks mean at least the electrical needs cleaned up," Zeno replied. "Any supplies you need me to grab?"

Baesal shot a stare at the armored thug for half a second before continuing with her scanner

''No need but thanks for asking'' she replied to the Duke before opening a pannel

''I don't suppose you tried turning it on and off again?'' she asked with a grin as she proceeded to insert her metallic hand inside the table

"No. I am trying to turn it on, not off." She leaned forward a bit, watching as Baesal worked. "It made a whirring sound," she adds after a moment.

''I think I sense the problem'' she pulled her arm back the flashed a light inside ''Yeah''

She reached inside once more to remove a dead rodent the size of a fist and some chewed wires

''That's your cause'' she dropped the dead thing on the table then proceeded to rewire the thing ''Try opening it now''

She stepped back

''Good call on the electrical Zeno''

Zeno just watches the back and forth, observing Baesal's work.

Four gave the fried rodent a momentary glance before pressing the power button on the holo-table. There's a bit of smoke from inside the machine, but the holo-images quickly crackled to life, indicating that whomever was using the machine last had been watching a documentary on Sarlacs.

~ "Alright," a Bothan in an environmental suit was saying, "Sarlacs can be really mean, so what were going to do is, Stobb and Hainne are going to lower me real gentle-like into..." ~

She flicked the eject button and tossed the holo-tape that came out behind her. "It is working now." There was a nod as way of thanks.

Zeno looks at the table and then to the Gank and then to Baesal.

"Anyone care for a game?" he asks. "Unless it has to be taken back right now."

Baesal mourned the loss of the holo tape with a sigh as it shattered on the ground behind the armored stranger. She was ready to go back to her ship when Zeno mentioned a game.

''A game?'' she was curious

"Yes. It's one I enjoy playing with my daughters. You have to get control of certain sectors systems for your company. But the other players are competing to control lanes themselves. pathfinding and strategy on a randomized galaxy."

''I suspect it involves a number of advanced rules but I am always down for strategy games''

After a short deliberation, Four nodded. "I can play. There will be time to watch my show later."

She looked around the room, her eyes settling on a landing strut from a large shuttle. "Seating," she said, before heading off to drag the heavy metal bar over toward the holo-table.

''I could also get chairs in my ship...'' she pointed out behind her ''It will be more comfortable''

Four finishes hauling the metal over without pause. "Comfort makes for laziness. If you wish to win the game, it will help to be uncomfortable and alert."