Message to the Universe

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

Bermfad got up to go check the statis after having decided to go to sleep. Canderous was currently piloting the ship down into Nar Shaddaa. "Is it me or are we flying a bit smoother then usual?" asked Bermfad as they slowly made their way out of the atmosphere.

"It was probably our honored guest. She's been tinkering around with the ship. Go make sure she's ready, i'm not quite sure how this is going to go. The Ebon hawk making it back here might rouse up some trouble, so I don't know how long we'll go unnoticed on Nar Shaddaa." said Canderous as he slowly piloted the ship down into a rundown part of Nar Shadaa in some of the lower levels.

Bermfad headed back into the ship looking for Cele and finally found her in the engineering section. "I've been told the girls who like to be perfectionists are the dangerous ones." commented Bermfad to let Cele know he was here. "Canderous says were about to arrive on the surface. From the sounds of it, he might have old enemies here, I think I might remember something about his travels here. He doesn't share his stories often but someone named Go-to was mentioned, of that I'm sure."

[Odan Thos]

Celestial was putting the cover back on the repulsor drive when Bermfad walked in. She looked back at him. "Perfectionist are blind to the big picture. However I don't sleep, so I need something to do and I might as well do it right." Celestial cleaned the grease off her hands and walked out of the engine room. "I heard of that program. He has a major superiority complex, lacks the ability to understand organics uniqueness, and its goal is impractical." Celestial said as she walked by Bermfad.

Celestial walked into the cockpit and over to Canderous. "Once we set down I need you to record your message that you wanted uploaded. Then we can head to a HoloNet network station, break in and I well upload myself to the system and do what needs to be done." Celestial said plainly. She left out the part about them having to watch over her body for three minutes it would take but she figured he would expect that.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

"I already thought about that, and prerecorded it." said Canderous spinning in his seat as the ship finally hit the landing pad. "If it doesn't get their attention then nothing will."

Bermfad came in a few moments later putting two blasters onto straps on his sides, and switching his visor between a few different modes to check and see if they still worked.

"Ready when ever you are Gramps." said Bermfad pulling out his blaster and spinning it once before putting it back as part of a offhand impulse. Canderous just looked at Cele for a moment with and odd look.

"What is this universe coming too? Here's a tip Cele. Never have kids." said Canderous with all the seriousness he could manage that left Bermfad slightly chuckling. Canderous held the serious face for all but a split second before his helm went over his head and his face disappeared behind the face of Mandalore. The Silver armor shining at all the light filtering into the room. "I ever tell you that armor makes you look like a glow stick?"

"Best stop while your ahead boy. Or we can take this to a dueling ring." said Canderous standing up and motioning for Cele that it was time to head out. Canderous headed out of the ship first and Bermfad was soon to follow only saying one more thing.

"Ever hear the term Having a shaved knuckle in the hole?" Asked Bermfad and he walked out past Cele finishing his sentance. "I think I just found Canderous." If Bermfad had been out of his armor he would have winked at Cele but as is he just blasted his music in his sound proof armor.

Canderous himself stood before one of the docking officials who came walking up. He was a transdoshian, and he didn't look particularly happy.

"What the hell are you doing here? I thought I told you to never come back here! Last time you trashed half this sector!" came the alien's voice and Canderous stood their waiting for him to approach closer.

"Argoth. Good to see you again, the hutt's aren't giving you problems again are they?" said Canderous which shut the transdoshian up for a moment.

"You helped me get them off my back then but that doesn't mean I owe you a favor." came the smart mouthed alien again.

"I seem to remember saving your skin a few times Argoth. Your not still sore about that game of Sabaac are you? It was only a friendly game." said Canderous as Bermfad walked up finally behind him.

The man pulled out a illegally modified blaster and pointed it straight at Canderous' head. It was a disruptor charged to shoot all it's energy in one shot. Bermfad stopped and put a hand on his own getting ready to draw it and there was a stand still.

"I lost half a fortune to you and you expect me to welcome you with open arms?" asked Argoth, and the tension of the situation grew before he broke out in a laughing chuckle. "Come on you crazy mandalorian. It's been awhile! How are you doing?"

"I'm here for some official business here." said Canderous as Bermfad backed off and shrugged. Argoth looked at Canderous' group.

"You keep some interesting company friend, and who would this be?" Argoth moved slightly over trying to take Cele's hand and kiss it. An odd sight for an alien but Canderous wasn't surprised with Argoth.

"Still the same old scoundrel I see. This is Cele, and here over here is my body guard Bermfad. If you hear anything on the news soon, it's probably us." said Canderous being vague about why they were here.

[Odan Thos]

Celestial listen to Canderous bitch about Bermfad and simple followed shaking her head. She simple would have knocked him on his ass to show why Mandalore was the most respected warrior among the Mandalorian clan. She tapped into his communication channel and sent a message over his music. "You ever head the saying Respect your elders. Sense he won't teach you these lessons, I guess I will. " Celestial erased all the music in his playing device and winked at Bermfad with a slight smirk. She figured he was not stupid enough to take a swing at her, but should simple continue the lesson.

Celestial followed Canderous outside and meet Argoth. "Nice to meet you Argoth; however you may want to forget seeing us. Mandalore brought me in to do some work he could not handle."Celestial figured Argoth understood that if Canderous could not handle something that it was pretty illegal. For this reason she felt she should warn this guy that knowing her is dangerous, especially with what she is about to do.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

"Yeah, but kid's have to rebel against their family. It's the new thing to do." said Bermfad with a hint of sarcasm, apparently she didn't get what he had originally been implying.

"Again, Curious company." said Argoth before looking around as if someone was watching them. "I'll keep your enemies you made here off your back for a time, I can't guarantee any allotment of time however."

He then turned to Cele once again. "There ain't nothing Mandalore can't handle. He's a tough as a rusty nut, that one." said Argoth and stepped aside so they could get past him. "I'm going to assume your gonna want a free refill of gas again are you? Bah, nevermind. If I know you, you'll be taking off under heavy fire again."

"So what was that all about?" asked Bermfad curiously. Mandalore said nothing as he went forward. "Well the good news is I have heard of back ups, and patience."

"Cele would you like to find us the closest location for the holonet hook up you need?" asked Canderous and then he sent a private com message to Bermfad inside his helmet. If Cele was curious enough she'd probably pick it up but it was only meant for Bermfad. "Bermfad, stop goofing off. This isn't a field trip."

Bermfad's stance tightened it was visible even through the armor. His senses now were set on alert. He was the body guard of Mandalore, he should start acting like it. "Yes, Mandalore." replied Bermfad as they waited for Cele to direct the way.

[Odan Thos]

Celestial tapped into the HoloNet with her remote transmitter and pulled up a overlay the city. The nearest HoloNet office was in the same sector as they were located in, but it was a just under a mile away. "The close one is 1.59 kilometers to the north west." Celestial walked away from the landing pad into the city.

The place was still overrun by the poor and the scum of the galaxy. It was not long before two of the scum stepped out of the shadows with blasters drawn. "Look what we have here, a couple of mercs and the women they are protecting." They laughed at the group, but never taking their weapons off Celestial. "Give uses all your credits or we kill you." One of the men said to Celestial. They each were wearing heavy armor which could easily take blaster shots.

Celestial looked at them and smiled. "You got the situation all wrong. I work for them, not the other way around." Celestial drew her to slugthrowers and with pinpoint accuracy she fired one round into each of their blasters in less then a second. It shattered the weapons to the shock of the scum. "Get out of here and tell other scum not to fuck with us." Celestial did not normally did not kill people; even scumbags like those two. As they ran off, Celestial holstered the two slugthrower and continued on towards the HoloNet office.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

Canderous was right behind Cele, and decided to comment on how she handled the situation. "You should have killed them. They'll just come back in bigger numbers. There's only one cure for stupidity and that's a blaster bolt between the eyes." said Canderous as Bermfad fell into step as well.

"Ibic nartir ori be Chakaar." Muttered Bermfad as he looked around, he didn't particularly enjoy places like this. Thieves, murders, and all kinds of shady things happened here. As they continued towards the HoloNet Office, it was silent between the three of them until Canderous randomly started talking again.

"I need to pick up a droid body for an old friend. Do you there would a decent droid shop around here? Mind you I'm not looking for T3 models." asked Canderous since an extra hand to help would be fine, whether or not the company would enjoy having a helping hand would be another story. "I'm looking more for assassination type models."

[Odan Thos]

Celestial looked at Bermfad and Canderous and a little smiled crossed her face. "Well, can I start with your grandson then right?" Celestial turned and started to walk towards the HoloNet Office. She had already predicted what their responses would be, and as such just let them say it. But once they said their peace she continued on a more serious note. "Canderous, you know I don't like talking life unless it is the only option. I was created to give life, not take it away." Celestial was a strong believer in this. She did not like to kill; it went against her core programming. This seemed to be different then Angel who looks at the larger picture and said the ends justifies the means.

Celstial then answered Canderous question before her smart ass comment as they walked on. "I personally have not used any of them, I build my own bodies. However according to the data I downloaded while trying to locate the HoloNet Office, there is one coming up which has been cited for selling illegal droids on several occasion and has a lot of dealings with G0-T0 and other hutt accounts. He would be your best bet for finding a body for HK-47's program to optimize his potential." Celestial was glad she not known by a model number, but she also was a program first. Most droids are opposite; bodies which a program is built for it. HK-47 was not exception to this, which is why even as a program he is still associated with a body which no longer functions. Celestial led Canderous to the shop. She did not mind the addition stop; she had all the time in the galaxy. Just one of the advantage of being immortal.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

"You could, I'm afraid his mother wouldn't let me do anything about it. She was like a Terelek(wow bad spelling)." said Canderous as he spotted the place Cele had mentioned coming up. Go-to.... he had tried to keep Malacor V alive.... and succeeded. That graveyard still hung frozen, official reports however claim it's destroyed, and it was erased from most galaxy charts. No doubt Go-to was behind that cover up.

"Maybe you should focus more on the quality of life rather then life itself. The continuation of life at the cost of the quality of life is hardly a life worth living." said Bermfad for a moment before he off handily caught a datapad that Canderous tossed to him suddenly.

"Hold that. I may need my blaster arm." said Canderous as walked into the building. Two droids off to the side went to stop Canderous but he just walked on by. They drew blasters to shoot him, but Bermfad was quicker, his blasters snaked out of their side holsters and nailed both of them in the central processors located in the middle of this droid model's chest.

"One day, he's going to walk into a situation with no one watching his back..." muttered Bermfad to himself, before following. He looked to Cele to see if she was coming or not before heading in himself.

Canderous approached a door and pressed a button, red lights flashed telling him it was locked. Mandalore wouldn't have it, he pulled out his own set of fire arms and blasted the display console. The safety protocols activated automatically opening the door and Canderous stepped in to see a familiar holo-image of a semi-elderly man. "So is this your new meeting place to fund the republic? Or do you even do that anymore with the new formation of the empire?"

"Canderous..... I didn't expect to find you here on Nar Shadaa. Not while your people where scattered about the galaxy." said the Holo-image. "In response to your question however, I am still working to stabilize the republic economy. I'm afraid I should never have taken that bounty on Jedi and Sith. They've caused more then their share of problems...."

Bermfad found his way past the few pathways of destruction that Canderous had left behind and into the room. Looking at the guy he wondered how these two knew each other. Then he remembered Cele had said he was a program. What was with the trend of droids trying to be human all of a sudden?

"So what brings you here to Nar Shadaa, not a friendly visit I'm guessing," asked Go-to as the image flickered slightly.

"I'm here since I was in the area and could use a new droid body. I need it for an old friend." said Mandalore finally putting away his weapon.

"An old friend you say? It wouldn't be that annoying floating ball the Iradonian kept with him would it?" asked Go-to with clear disdain in his voice.

"Actually I need a body for HK-47. Your the one who owned the continuation of his models with the same programming so I would assume you might still have some similar droids in stock." said Canderous, his visor switched to night vision for a moment to check the dark corners of the room. His suspicion was right, Go-to still didn't show up in his true droid form, but use those balls to project the false image of him. Two of them where in the far corners.

"HK-47? You want me to provide a body for the droid that robbed my of my droid factory, and my assassin droids?" asked Go-to clearly not having a very fond memory of the assassin droid.

"Well it's your choice. You can give it to me. Or we can take it from you." said Canderous simply, and let it sink in.

"Trust me, if we take anything from you. It's not going to be pretty. I guarantee it." said Bermfad with a smirk underneath his helm.

[Odan Thos]

Celestial looked at Bermfad when he made a response to her own beliefs. "If one is sacrificed just so another to live a little easier; then why don't I just go thin out the galaxy so that everyone can live easily. It would only be a trillion people and everyone can live a comfortable life. I have the means to do such a thing without even damaging the environment. But the end does not justify the mean." She paused, a moment of remember how she dealt with the builder. She did not kill them off, she simple removed force sensitivity to give them a second chance. "Anyways, if someone does not strive to achieve something, then they do not respect it. People need to learn to stand on your own; a Mandalorian should know that." Celestial ended her little speech, she was sure Bermfad would like to argue more. She however has given up trying to convince others that her views were right.

When Canderous finally walked into the shop she could not believe it. These two were brutes of the highest caliber. She walked in behind Canderous and looked at the hologram. She stood behind Canderous as him and G0-T0 butted heads. Once the two Mandalorian's made their little remarks she said her own little short comment, but to Bermfad. "No point trying to reason with him, he is still the same short sighted program he always was." Celestial knew this comment would get under the skin of G0-T0, metaphorically speaking.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

Bermfad smirked for a moment. "You missed the entire point, you shouldn't strive for life. People understand this but I know why droids will never understand. People every day strive for happiness not life. They value their lives yes, but it is not life they get up for everyday. It is the enjoyment of life, and many are robbed of this. Ask me later if a life of slavery is worth life at all." said Bermfad all the while Go-to was going on a ramble about the economics, how Cele had been an admiral within the republic before it's down fall and prevented nothing, and also how infuriating it was getting to find any help these days. Bermfad turned back to the conversation just in time to hear Canderous' comment.

"We've no love for the Empire."

'That seemed to shut him up for a second.' thought Bermfad. Something told him that it was a bit hard to do that when he was in mid rant. One of the orbs began to float up closer to Canderous as the display of Go-to seemed to pace for a moment.

"I'll give you what you want, if only because I want you gone from here. There is a condition of course." said Go-to. From Mandalore's silver armor it was impossible to tell how he was taking that sentance. "I need you to get rid of some pesky competitors while your here. Some lower members among the Exchange, and a particular hutt, who took over the Jek Jek Tar."

"Forget it, we aren't mercenaries for hire." said Bermfad flatly but a voice almost cut him off at the end of his sentance. "Fine, but we get the droid first."

Bermfad looked at Mandalore for a second, who ever heard of a Mandalore working for someone? Especially someone like Go-to. It wasn't the fact that he was a droid, but more that he was a sleezy slime ball. He swallowed his questions, Mandalore was beyond questioning.

"Good, follow me." said Go-to as he lead the way from the room and down the hallways. His image walked along with them mimicing as if he was really there. Eventually they came to a door that Go-to opened and they walked in to see a casket holding a large frame of what Bermfad could only describe in a few words.

"A droid mandalorian?" asked Bermfad slightly in disbelief at some of the similarities of the armor. This droid however was taller then all three of them standing seven feet off the ground and looked like a large bulky mandalorian.

"You may recognize this piece of work." said Go-to talking to Celestial since the celestial had made this type of droid. "I managed to get a hold of the prototype and build the droid. Unlike you however my resources at finding the materials to this thing are limited. Particularly Phrik. It cost me a mini fortune to build this thing. I made some slight modifications to your design however, but I'm sure the HK program will be more then able to handle them."

[Odan Thos]

Celestial did not let Bermfad's flawed understanding get to her. He lived in a micro-universe; as such he focused on individual cases. She understood this was a normal flaw in organics and is why she never tried convincing others are wrong. As long as they knew why, then that is all that matters.

Celestial then walked up and looked at the MPD-9000 and shook her head. "It is a shame that such an inferior build model exist. I am only going to say this once G0-T0, you give me back the MPD prototype and I won't decompile your program." Celestial was dead serious, she had already hacked his holographic transmission. Few knew that the MPD-9000 Bodyguard Droid was in fack base off the design MPD Prototype Body which Cele created for herself to combat force users. She did not like that one of her bodies was in someone else possession.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

"And she said she's for life.... so much for poor old HK-47's new body." said Bermfad as he got ready for a shoot out. Canderous looked at the large droid and looked to Bermfad motioning for him to toss him something.

"You could try, but I have set in safeguards for self preservation. In the event of this droids demise there are plenty of other ones to replace it. Including seperate sects not connected directly to one another. I can assure you however, that your prototype is quite safe, but no where near Nar Shadaa." said Go-to.

Bermfad understood what he meant, and tossed the datapad which Mandalore held up to the droid and took a picture of. The Datapad held the picture for a moment before the screen went blank with a blinking box.

Conjecture: That looks like a body that might suit my protocols nicely.
Query: Are you sure your friend Cele is entirely stable?
Statement: I have noticed on many occasions eratic behavior.

"And what do you call your behavior?" asked Canderous who for the most part seemed to be ignoring the situation for neither Go-to or Cele had taken action.

Defensive oppinion: Why, my behavior is part of my programming to inspire fear in my enemies. There is nothing eratic about my programming I can assure you.

If they had been able to see Canderous they would have seen him lift one eyebrow slightly. Reguardless he looked from Go-to to Cele now ignoring the datapad. "Well take it, apparently he likes it." said Mandalore walking up to the droid and then speaking to Cele. "Decompile him later, this isn't why we are here."

Canderous started mess with the Datapad for a moment so he could get it to connect to the droid by opening it up a bit at the main processor of the droid and began to download HK-47 into the droid. His cool and unregaurding composure betray how much attention to the situation he was actually paying attention to, if Cele did something to Go-to they'd have to get to the Holonet station quick, for no doubt Go-to would inform plenty of his enemies that he was upon Nar Shadaa, worse if the damned fool contacted the Empire it would be like openly declaring war upon the Empire. Something he did not currently want or wish for his people.

"Cele, calm your processors." said Bermfad in a low tone. "I'd hate to have to call you a hypocrite just when I was getting to like you."

[Odan Thos]

Celestial looked at Bermfad and smile. "It is not the same as killing. Killing someone is permanent; I can recompile his program at any time. It is more like putting him into a coma." Celestial tried to explain to Bermfad. Also, while she did not say it, the threat of 'death' was often just as effective as death itself.

After Canderous told her that they were not here for finding her prototype she looked at him. It was easy to tell he said something that she did not agree with. "This is like if G0-T0 told you he had the Mandalore's Mask. How would any Mandalorian feel about that?" Celestial knew that Mandalore's Mask was the great symbol of the Mandalorian people.

Celestial turned to G0-T0 and looked at him with an very nasty look. "I well be back, and I well tear apart every one of your facilities until you have either give me the prototype or you have nothing left. That is my promise." Celestial had hatred in her voice and fire in her eyes. She would be back and that time G0-T0 well wise she simple decompiled him.

[Zilfer Of Shadows...]

"Funny when I did that, they called it assault." said Bermfad referring to a time when he was off Dxun and cut a sad excuse for a man to ribbons. They had tried to charge him with assault after putting the man back together with android parts. Bermfad had gotten the hell outta dodge. He wondered if he was still wanted there. He'd find out some day he guessed.

"You don't seem to understand. One man does not define his whole kingdom. If he thinks he is more important then the rest of his kingdom then he has already in fact killed it. No single item defines Mandalorians. It is the word that holds meaning behind it. It is the ideal behind the men and women. If Go-to here so had the mask of Mandalore that I wear upon my face right now, then he would be Mandalore and not I." said Canderous making the point clear that not every mandalorian respects the current Mandalore. "More importantly if he had the mask of Mandalore I wouldn't make threats. I'd make promises."

"If he had the mask of Mandalore I'd just ask nicely." said Bermfad chiming in. As usual Canderous ignored Bermfad's attempt at humor. I'll make that man laugh some day, thought Bermfad. The droid projecting Go-to remained motionless to the threat but the holo of Go-to's pretend human body did not quite remain quite.

"Yes, well you may try. In the meantime do take care of your double. I'm afraid she's been doing some naughty things while you've been away." said Go-to before the holo and droid moved off out of the room to go do the force knows what. Finally the droid came to life and Canderous backed up a few steps as the droid activated all it's functions.

Exclamatory statement: I have been reactivated.
Query: Now when do I get to fry your enemies, Master?

"Whoa, that's a bit quick. Not even two seconds out of a tin can and already trigger happy. Though I suppose if I was in a box for a number of years I'd want to go blowing things up and any type of intoxicant." said Bermfad laughing slightly at HK-47.

"I was afraid that might happen. Seems Revan was right about HK switching Masters upon activating." said Canderous as he looked to Cele. "I think it's time we head to that Holonet station. We've dwalded enough here."

HK-47 Ready to serve, Master.

"Start by running your battle protocol's followed by your assassination protocols, you might need them soon." said Canderous started to head off in the direction. The huge hunking piece of droid exited the casket looking around the room for a brief moment.

Running diagnostics now.

Bermfad soon disappeared after Mandalore keeping an eye out for any nastiness on the way out. They came back to the street and waited for HK in his new body and Cele. HK turned to Cele for a moment.

Observation: You don't really like the smaller Meatbag do you?
Statement: Do not worry. He is not the most annoying Meatbag I have known.

Soon HK headed for the exit.