Nim and Trax: First Meetings

[Trax]

Trax gave Nim a nod before he opened the pack and removed the heavy pistols and slung the woman's pack over his shoulder.  He'd need to carry it to help conceal the bulge of the pistols once he'd placed them.

The pistols he holstered at his waist so that the weapons were on either side and slightly behind the sides of his hips.  That should conceal them nicely under his coat and they'd still be within reach if he needed them.  After doing a few grabs for them and making any necessary adjustments he looked at Nim with a smile.

"I'm sure your Renegades and I will get along quite fine.

Is my nearly empty cred stick in the pack as well?"

[OOC: So right now, Trax's regular pistols are on leg holsters and the heavies (obviously) are on his waist under his coat.

Trax's threat level just went from moderate to turbo laser.  ]

[GM Craig]

[OOC:

Model: SoroSuub ?Renegade? Heavy Blaster Pistol
Type: Heavy blaster pistol
Scale: Character
Skill: Blaster: heavy blaster pistol
Ammo: 25
Cost: 750 (power packs: 25)
Availability: 2, R or X
Range: 3-7/25/50
Damage: 5D+2

]

[Nim Naja]

"Depends. How much was left on it?" she smiled and locked the back door, gesturing she was ready.

[Trax]

"Probably not as much as I'd like." he quipped.

[OOC: Off to the docker to see about a forged license.]

[Nim Naja]

"Yeah yeah, it's in there. Just watch your hands when you go grab it. You might set something else on vibrate. That'd be fun to explain at the checkpoint."

[GM Craig]

Trax leads Nim through some of the seedier areas of this section, finally turning down a garbage-littered service corridor. She knows most of the underworld figures on the station, but she's never been here.

The corridor leads to an access hatch protected by a security panel. Trax ignores the panel and pries open a section of wall. Inside is another security panel. Trax hits the call button, and a few moments later a holographic face appears hovering in the air before you.

The face, obviously computer-generated - looks you over, and a synthesized voice says, in Huttese, <Good morning. I expected you before now, my friend. You've kept me waiting. Who is your companion?>

[Actions?]

PM sent to Trax.

[Trax]

<Yeah, sorry about the wait.  Wanted to sort out a few things up before paying you a visit.>

He put his arm around Nim's waist pulling her closer, <And this is Nim, a very good friend.

I'm fine by the way, thanks for asking.  Hope things are still good on your end.>  Trax paused briefly.

<Oh, and how's the wife?> he said as if it was something of an afterthought.

[Nim Naja]

Nim was surprised at the pull, but checked herself. She scrunched up her shoulders, waggled her fingers, and gave the hovering face a cutesy smile.

[GM Craig]

<She'll be happy to see you. Come on in.>

The door gives a series of three short beeps. The main security panel goes out, and the door slides open. The passage beyond is dark, but a moment later thing glow strips light up on the floor. It it short in there - only about 4' high - so you'll have to duck to get in.

[GM Craig]

You duck down and enter the tight space. It is a small corridor about 15' long. As soon as you are clear of the outer door, it slams shut. There is a sudden bright light, and a laser scanning grid moves down the length of the passage. A moment later, the bright lights and grid shut down, and the inner door opens.

Moving through to the chamber beyond, you find a series of consoles (all locked), a large viewscreen, and two humanoid droids of some description. There are holoprojectors in the upper corners of the room, and they flicker to life. It takes a few moments for the image to stabilize, but you see an obviously computer generated figure appear.

The translucent figure walks over to you. "Trax, my boy. It's been a long time."

[Trax]

Trax gave the holographic image a nod.

"Well when I keep my nose clean I don't usually have to hassle you too much.  And then when I have to go underground for a while it makes it really hard to be a problem for you."  Trax smiled.

"But you probably know what I've been up to almost as well as..." the man paused.

"Sorry, manners.  Now that we're in private, Nim Naja, Sair Jyvun."

[Nim Naja]

Nim was unsurprised by the security measures but a little dismayed at having to do business via holo.


"Greetings," she smiled and slightly nodded. "Your work comes highly recommended.


It may be an image of another, but it still might hold valuable kinesic data. The woman intently studied the other.

[GM Craig]

[Nim gets absolutely nothing. The image is completely computer generated. All the little details, which even someone like Trax shouts with his body language, are absent.

I'll post a reply later.]

[GM Craig]

"Ah, Nim Naja. Your reputation precedes you. I have heard good things about your skills, and your integrity." He spreads his hands. "I understand a Lorrrdian might be uncomfortable with my avatar. I do apologize. But if you are half a good as your reputation, you will know something of my history, and would understand why I would wish to conceal my true image from someone who has a natural affinity for nonverbal communication."

The avatar gives a clumsy digitized smile and looks between the two of you. "Now, how may I help you?"

[Trax]

You learn the most interesting things about people in the most unexpected places, Trax thought before speaking.

"I need a permit to carry these." he said as he pushed aside his coat to reveal the heavy pistols.  Not that he wasn't completely sure Sair was already aware of every item he was carrying, but he wanted the man to know he wasn't trying to hide them.

"Maybe two, along with a pair of matching IDs.  My hunter's license doesn't get me very far these days."