Nar Shaddaa

Riding quietly, the sleek patrol craft would cruise towards Nar Shadaa, as the lone occupant would make some final adjustments, a metal arm whirling as it would displace from the jack port on the ship's console, before retracting back to the frame of the oval droid's core. Sporting a new chrome chassis, it could look disarming enough, should one not notice that enormous blaster that was dutifully attached to the top of it, making the droid a floating turret. The oval machine backed away, with a couple tufts of force from the top and bottom forward pointed verniers, before twisting about and putting out to the ship's overly large, for superior synthetic beings, meeting area. Moving to plug into that console next, the holo would activate, pinging a message for the Senetor aboard the Night Saber. Upon finding the blueish image loaded, HX wouldn't bother waiting for a confirmation response, the V shaped bar of lights and sensors on the front of the droid lighting up with the individual words, translating Binary to Basic.

"Greetings Senator. The Heavy Metal approaches the predesignated target at this time. Please respond with any updates."

A few moments go by until a beep is sent back to the droid to signal an active connection.

"Ah, hello HX-S4. The Night Saber will be docking at Nar Shadda within a day. There is much to discuss."

The droid's scanners would dull for a moment, before it whirled up slightly, the holo-terminal tracking HX as it rose slightly. "Much to discuss. The enemy will be present planetside. This terminal is secure, is the Night Saber?"

"It is, especially since it is a private vessel instead of a registered diplomatic one."

"There are multiple jobs that may require your expertise when we land. I had a request to meet an individual that makes me a bit nervous "

If HX had found anything worth holding an emotion for, it didn't express it here, the droid's holo simply flicking as it displayed a perfectly still image for a moment or so, before the flashing light on the bow resumed, and the senator would get a rather similar response she might from any living mercenary.

"Security? This is the most expensive package. Threat removal or distance coverage would come cheaper, Senator Morindel. Whatever the job is, this unit can manage."

"There is a meeting I would like you to be a part of. The local head of the Black Sun has requested my presence. I'd like you to perform an overwatch role. They dont need to know you are there."

Adrianaa pauses for a moment and looks over a document.

"I also might need you for a procurement mission. I have one of the best starfighter aces of the Republic piloting my ship right now. Sadly, he doesnt have a fighter. I'd like to change that."

"Of course. I imagine there will be many more as well. We will be quite busy over the course of these next few weeks. There are a few private job postings I have been looking over as well. The more I can convince the underworld I will work for them, the easier it will be to get them to do jobs for the Republic in return"