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."