Between Travels (Tech Creation Sessions Upon Request)

[Iron Giant]

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Posted 26 July 2013 - 11:34 AM

Session 1 (Open): A Lonesome Fish...

Iron Giant swam about within her empty ship. She had just eaten a meal, with satisfaction, and afterwards she's just been swirling about in a space meant for five of her kind. She was utterly bored, and although the xeno's usually proved to be useless at providing her company, she thought perhaps they might prove her wrong. They were after all, wanders, exiles, and misfits. There might be something there for them to connect with. Thus she sent out a few invitations to those of the crew if they wanted to visit her.

"Restless, requesting company." Was the message sent out to the fleet. She sincerely hoped something would happen. The one thing she hated more than repetition, was nothing happening at all. The xeno's could at least provide that. Even if she was by Resu standards an adult, 16 was still pretty much a child in the eyes of most aliens, and most Resu (evident in their constant war) still acted foolishly until they reached the Veteran age of 21. To be honest, Iron Giant just wanted something to play with during these times of boredom.

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#2 Jorus Merrill


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Posted 26 July 2013 - 12:15 PM

The ODF had given him a bit of leave after the whole Bando Gora escapade and the ensuing reconstruction of his eyeballs, and he'd spent a good bit of that time floating with the Vagrants, and hanging out with Chloe, and so forth. But right this minute, he had nothing to do.

"Giant, this is Sundance. I, too, am bored. On approach to dock."

His flying brick of a YV-929 nestled up against the larger Resu-class vessel, and Jorus came onboard, knocking out a hello on the bulkhead.

"Morning, Giant. How you feeling today?"

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Posted 26 July 2013 - 12:44 PM

The Resu swam happily when her ship had notified her that her request was not ignored. With excitement, she quickly squeezed herself into her suit. The whir of machines sounded as the suit was pressurized, and system checks were generate to ensure that all was functioning properly. She approached the exiting chamber, and stood still while the bulkhead door closed behind her, and the water was drained from the compartment, and then filled with oxygen for entering the Guest Deck. The second bulkhead door opened to the non-Resu environment. The whole process took about twenty minutes, while a fellow pilot designated as Jorus came for a visit. She held no weapons, as what need was there for them now? She stood in wait while her friend entered the air lock. Of course, no air was drained as this was a ship to ship entrance, rather than to the void of space.

The suit notified her that there was a sound emanating from the bulkhead door before her, and through the information she recognized it as a knock. It was a gesture she had come to understand now as something like a request to enter. It also translated a sequence to her:

"Greetings. Health?" The Resu nodded her suits head as she opened the door for him to enter.

"Healthy. Health? Excitement." She didn't exactly know what they would be doing here, but she liked to know she had company when she asked for it. She had random supply's stored somewhere here, and being a former-weaponsmith she thought that perhaps she might do something with those supply's if she doesn't sell them or something. So then she asked Jorus what he wanted to do.

"Surplus supply's, Former-weaponsmith. Entertainment?" She didn't know if this was in his interests, but she desperately needed something to do, and coming from a civilization whose sole value was the strength of family (even if it was a constant struggle and war) it was always better to do something with peers around.

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#4 Jorus Merrill


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Posted 26 July 2013 - 01:44 PM

Jorus was an old hand at interpreting interpretation. He'd once run into a Gree droid. Compared to that, Resu translators were downright straightforward. "My health is good, thanks. Supplies? Weapons?" His eyes sparkled. "Ideal. Giant -- can I call you Giant? -- I used to carry a really nice gun. Really nice. Mandalorian iron shotgun, customized eight-gauge shells. I lost it fighting Bando Gora. Now, I've got this..." He indicated the short, double-ended lightsabre at his belt. "...but I need some ranged punch and area of effect, and Omega Pyre's bolters don't do it for me.

"What do you think, Giant? Feel like helping me build something big and noisy? Or...heck, those are droid parts, aren't they? Maybe we should build you a friend. Bet it gets awful lonely around here."

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Posted 26 July 2013 - 02:10 PM

Jorus said a lot, but that was okay, she thought she understood what he was saying.

"Healthy, gratitude. Supplies? Weapons? Ideal. Giant --permissible colloquialism? -- Possessed quality gun. Quality. (Unknown: Inference suggests Material) shotgun, customized eight-gauge shells. Lost fighting Bando Gora. Current possession... (Body-language suggests holstered weapon) ... require ranged weapon, (Nationality) Omega Pyre bolters non-sufficient. Opinion? (Difficult translation: Inference suggests requesting weapon-smith aid)." That last sequence really excited Iron Giant, as it meant that after these many months she would finally get some practice in her old trade. Of course this was an entirely different scenario with different materials and out come, not to mention the unknown variables of what her suit would do to her performance.

"Wait, droid components, truth? Build Companion. Lonely (Inference suggest Iron Giant)." She stopped thinking of weapons for a moment, and her physical body language (though not visible to those outside her suit) became the Resu equivalent of a frown. She didn't know what to think of that. She had no experience in building droids, and honestly didn't see the need to. But Jorus was right, since her self-exile she has been lonely. No one to really talk too, or fight with, to play with. Nothing to socialize with at all. She felt like the suit somehow owned her. That she was no longer a Resu at all, that she was nothing more than a machine.

But it appeared that Jorus didn't think so. Her mind brightened and thus she replied.

"Jorus enthusiastic, Giant permissible colloquialism. Iron Giant possess lie droid experience, weaponsmith. Mutual assistance?" She was very happy something like the Vagrant Fleet picked her up finally. She didn't have of course, really any experience with droids, despite her suit. That had almost entirely had been built by the Southern Triad, with little of her own help in the making of it. But perhaps with a tutor who had obvious experience in crafting things she hadn't, perhaps she could learn, in both respects, of droids and guns.

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Posted 26 July 2013 - 06:41 PM

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He didn't entirely understand - didn't fully catch the word 'lie', for one. "Well, outstanding. Let's take a look at what you got."

The vessel's machine shop and components lockers opened up to his inspection. Soon workbenches were strewn with all manner of interesting parts.

"Let's work on yours first," he said, procuring a metal armature with a spheroid inside. "Now this, right here, is a perfectly functional verbobrain. No telling what's in it until we start it spinning. We could use these old door servos to power the arms, and that sensor casing as a body. It'd be a round little thing..."

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Posted 27 July 2013 - 01:50 PM

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Giant paused a moment. The human scuffled about looking at her various items across the ship, procuring workbenches for use in the build, and it seemed that Jorus was kindly taking to building her companion first, despite her lack of knowledge in Droid sciences. So then, she simply followed a bit farther behind as he continued to scuffle about. Her sensors displayed to her a spherical object to her, talking of its functionality and her translator continuing to... well translate. She watched as she imagined the little thing coming into existence, and became more and more excited. She attempted to ask of what she could do to help in its construction.

"Iron Giant... instruction?" She struggled with finding the word, hoping it conveyed the correct meaning to the human as best she could. Her hands were in a ready position, but continually flexing, unsure of what Giant was telling them to do. From the random pile of stuff, her suit identified a piece crucial to her communication with the droid, noticing it, she walked towards it and picked it up. It was another basic Resu translator like her own. She brought it over and presented it to Jorus on the workbench.

"Dual-way Resu Translator." She stated.

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#8 Jorus Merrill


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Posted 27 July 2013 - 11:33 PM

Without hesitation, he cracked open the translator and mated it straight to the verbrobrain. The rounded sensor-array housing, once stripped of the sensor array, had enough attachment hardpoints that he could cram both the translator and the verbobrain inside, as well as a power pack. With a flick, he set the verbobrain spinning.

He plugged in a simple photoreceptor.

"Greetings," said a flat mechanical voice. The droid had a brain, the ability to speak Resu, and one eye. No limbs, no nothing. As the droid asked many many questions in Resu, Jorus plugged its brain into a link armature, and then plugged a leftover manipulator arm into the whole thing.

The arm flailed happily.
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Posted 28 July 2013 - 05:38 PM

Giant watched in curiosity as the little thing greeted the human, and then her in Resu. At first, the Suit rejected it as environmental electrical energy, but after she telling it 'no, this is something we want', a hatch opened in the helmet, extending out an odd apparatus that directed the fairly random arcs of electricity into the device. She never thought she'd ever need it in the wider Universe, but was glad she had it anyway. The small spines on her back swayed slightly at the, unusual feeling she had. She didn't know what to think yet.

It greeted her in Resu, and then asked how her day was, her name. She enjoyed every moment of it. It might of shocked Jorus a bit, but Giant made clear she was the intended target with revealing her external translator. It was odd though, as she received double feedback of what it said. She figured the suit was translating what the droid said as it also spoke to Jorus. It was an energetic little thing. She watched as an arm-like thing wagged about, testing its capability's, comparing the compatibility between droid programs.

Her head was cocked in curiosity, watching as Jorus worked. It looked like Jorus was just grabbing random pieces and sticking it to the orb-thing and calling it a companion. So, attempting to make herself seem useful, looked for something to jam on. In her mechanical hands, she held a cylindrical object. She of course couldn't identify it as something, but this would serve as the skin of the currently naked and near-limbless machine, it was an orange (waterproof thankfully) coating.

"Gratitude, @Jorus Merrillhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/573-jorus-merrill/." She said.

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Posted 28 July 2013 - 11:44 PM

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"Don't mention it," he said, then pondered how that would be translated. "Sorry, I mean, you are welcome. Your gratitude is reciprocated."

He crammed the little droid into the orange casing and began fitting on a leg armature. The parts clicked into place, and the droid began skittering around the machine shop -- exploring and learning. "Guess it'll keep you company like a new puppy. Outstanding."

His eye caught what looked like a disruptor firing mechanism. He hesitated. In the old days, he had used ascension guns or stun guns. Then the Mandalorian shell gun had given him a variable payload, plus a taste of lethality. But even at its most powerful, the shell gun had never been the sort of weapon that could breach a starship's hull. He'd always stuck with the Warden principles. Then again, his lightknife could breach hull...

He turned away from the disruptor and tried not to think of Bando Gora. And his eyes fell on what looked like a half-assembled Czerka HeadBanger, the most powerful stun rifle in the universe. With tender loving care, he picked it up. "I used to carry one of these, before I got the shotgun. This monster served me well. Now that it's cracked open...feth, the circuitry's dense, but it's really compact. Could you help me cram this into a smaller frame? Maybe a really big pistol?"

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Posted 30 July 2013 - 12:27 PM

@Jorus Merrill

She nodded her head as Jorus spoke, and then turned it towards the small Orb-like thing.

<<Master, colloquialism?>> The thing spoke in Resu.

<<My name is Iron Giant, Companion Orb. Do you follow me now?>> She responded plainly. She watched as the small thing tucked its limbs together, and rolled off the workbench, to bounce on the floor. After the first bounce, the Orb received traction, and sped across the floor towards Jorus ogling over her supplies. It stops about half way, unfolding its legs to look back at its walking Master.

<<Master, Companion Orb colloquialism?>> It asked in turn. The Orb stood there as she passed by it towards Jorus, who was speaking of compacting a rifle into a pistol form. It was probably doable, between their combined knowledge.

"Truth, Jorus, assisting. Excitement" She waddled her way over to where he was looking to get more of an idea as to what he had in mind. The Companion Orb, watched Giant the whole time, waiting on a response, but it appeared she was busy; it did however surprise Giant enough to take her attention.

"She agrees Jorus, she'll eagerly assist you in developing your weapon." At first, Giant thought that perhaps the droid was mocking her, mimicking her translation as a means of gaining attention. If it was so, the droid would indeed receive attention from her and Jorus's latest project as target practice. She spoke harshly in Resu.

<<Are you trying to mock me, play-thing?>> She stepped closer to the droids position. The small droid stood its ground.

<<Lie, Master, assisting translation.>> A leg pointed out towards Jorus, and she went to see if indeed this was the case. She decided to ask him herself; and spared the droid until her judgement was concluded. She outstretched her hands in asking for the weapon to observe.

"Jorus, Companion Orb assist Iron Giant translation?"

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Posted 01 August 2013 - 12:38 PM

"Oh yeah, absolutely. The droid is interacting with your translator at a very deep level. Should work out just fine." He spoke without thought or concentration as he filed down and relocated portions of the riot gun, or traded them out for other blaster components. Having a gunsmith for a friend -- best idea ever.

"Not that I had any trouble understanding you before. Your translater is fascinating - I got a look at the guts of it when I was patching it into the droid brain. Very complicated. I'm amazed the droid worked out as well as it did. Modular components, I guess."

He continued swapping out components, taking care to compare power ratings and such. This would be no average blaster.

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Posted 07 August 2013 - 11:27 AM

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If she were capable of doing so, the Resu scowled at the little droid. So then it was correct, it wasn't mocking her. But did she ever ask it to do that for her? From what she heard from Jorus, her translations were just as good as his, and to her, it didn't sound too different at all. She decided though in the interest of helping her friend to let it go.

She assisted Jorus in finding various components, while he worked as he saw fit on that actual gun. Normally, she would have preferred to do it for him in a return favor for building her companion, but he seemed to have a certain vision, and she knew better than to interrupt that. She assisted in all ways she could, and quite enjoyed working with Merrill.

But she got distracted again by the little Orb.

"Master, what is my name?" It asked her in basic, as her face was away from his capability's of transmitting Resu messages. She almost ignored. With a swift turn, she replied.

"Droid Colloquialism Companion Orb." She went back to work. The droid looked to floor, a bit unsatisfied. While he watched his Master work, he spoke up again.

"Companion Orb is requesting a new 'Colloquialism': Companion Orb Mark One, or C.O.M.O.. Is this acceptable Master?" It asked her. She stopped working for a moment as the gun was finally coming together. She looked at the little thing, keenly observing her. She didn't think some inanimate could do that. Was that even possible? She had never heard of it... but then again she had little experience with these artificial intelligence's. She cocked her head curiously. In a lighter mood, she replied.

"Accepted." She stood there a moment, not sure what else to say. Then, she decided to do something she had only seen other aliens accomplish. She stepped closer to it, squatted down (as much as she was able), and patted the Orb gently. After that she returned to the workbench. The droid excitedly rolled nearer to the two of them.