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Conventional Matters [Kaili Talith]

Arken Lussk

Thrills, Chills, and Kills
Conventional Matters
Annual Droid Convention & Emporium
Fulluusub, Sullust
[member="Kaili Talith"]
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Flashing lights, thumping electronic music, and the never ending symphony of whirs, beeps, boops, and squeals of curious delight. It was a place of innovation, learning, joy, and a whole lot of backroom business deals and sales. The annual droid convention and emporium hosted here in Fulluusub was a sector-wide event, with galactic names even showing up to show off their wares and learn a thing or two from the fanatical and creative independent minds on Sullust.

Booths were set up in long lines, with droves of droid-lovers, inventors, engineers, and the not so uncommon couple and their children looking for a good time. The atmosphere was cheerful and a malfunction hadn't happened in hours - but the first was contained fairly quickly. Apparently one of the chef-style bots had gone haywire and began flinging cake and other baked goods into the crowds, and a small, impromptu food fight broke out until security came in to restore order.

"Jeez," Cadmon mumbled as he wiped a hand over the stain on his jacket. "Who knew those frelling bots had better aim than battle droids? Might have to pick up a few later on for when we get in some trouble." The man reached down to lovingly pat his companion on the head.

Gideon didn't reply; he couldn't, but he did appear to actually be listening to his master's monologue and perked up at the display of affection before yipping in the direction of a booth that appeared to be overly rambunctious.

"What is it, boy?"

Giddy didn't respond, again, yet he darted past a few convention-goers dressed up like C-3P0 and made a dash for the booth in question. The medic gave a sigh and ensured that his little baggy of freebies was still dangling from his fingers before pursuing his unruly bot.

Cadmon slid aside a large crowd of people swarming an apparently famous engineer before making it up to the booth, with Gideon parked right in the front of it. He sat on his hind legs and peered upwards at the staffers behind the booth detailing their newest, most advanced droid in their inventory.

The man was half a second away from giving a sharp whistle to summon his companion when the speaker referred to his bot as a 'field medical prototype.' Now this was something he could listen to. It'd been far too long since he'd worked alongside a robotic counterpart that new his trade as well as he did.

Oh boy. He was in for a treat.
 
There was a mischievous little grin on the young woman’s face as she traversed around the convent halls. The last piece of glazing had been scraped off of the rug from her tiny little prank on that one particular showcase. She hadn’t really planned on doing it, but after a nearby couple seemed a whole lot more interested in a cooking droid than their own little kid, well there was just no question in her mind as to what she was supposed to do. Her mind had intertwined with the subroutines of the droid servos and the functions within. With great concentration on her behalf she would be able to observe as the droid flung a cake across the crowds. The look on the two parents as the cake impacted with their faces was priceless.

... The ensuing food fight was not, and once more Kaili was reminded about that thing her parents had told her about as a kid when it came to domino effects. One small prank could devolve into something far greater, and this was a prime example of that. She had snuck away from the scene with all due haste while avoiding any and all pastries thrown in her general direction.

A few hours had passed since then and Kaili had already taken in most what was on display for today’s show. By now she was merely walking around the halls to take in the sights, the music from the loudspeakers above and the smell of stifled hygiene. The young woman got a few unsolicited stares from people around the show, but it wasn’t something she put much thought into. Desperately oogling teenagers was about as new of a concept to her as peanut butter was. Which was to say not very new at all. it just existed and she had grown used to it. A few were discouraged by the bright orange hue of her eyes, yet she found at places like these it was suddenly the freaks of the galaxy that became the kings and queens.

At least in the eyes of the teenagers, hormonal as they were. Not that she herself was discounted from that particular tab, but hey she could always try to tell herself otherwise.

A big crowd had gathered around a booth Kaili thought she had already checked out. She held her breath and swept her way across the crowd to reach the front. It was a medical droid, created by...

Kaili’s eyes set themselves upon the name of the creator and had to hold back an excited squeal.

Robotic field medicine. How had she not thought of that?! That’d have been, like, the definitive manner in which she could help and change the world! She made a mental note to praise the man for his idea later and yet another note to steal notes off of his blueprints, if possible. Or well, maybe not exactly steal, but imitate and modify based on her own observations. There was no need to reinvent the wheel after all.

She withdrew a pen and notepad to make notes. Only the pen slipped right out of her grin. She knelt to the ground and...

That. Was. A. Droid. DOG!

Kaili began to breathe heavy. This convention was starting to shape up to become the best ever.

“Henry, take note of his presentation will you?” The young woman whispered to the tiny little spider droid on her shoulder. Eyes went back to the dog and she kept on staring in curiosity. “That’s so cool.”

[ What is? ] The droid on her back turned to look at the dog. [ Oh deary me. ]

“It’s a droid dog, Henry!” Kaili hissed a whisper as she rose up from the floor again. “Do you have any idea how cool that is?”

[ Very? ]

“Very!”

The medical droid had officially landed in second place on the attention scale. That dog was infinitely cooler.

[member="Cadmon Lussk"]
 

Arken Lussk

Thrills, Chills, and Kills
Field medical work was his area of expertise, and Cadmon could bet money than none of the speakers up on the little stage knew anything about it. It wasn't something he particularly enjoyed bragging about but it had been his trade for almost seven standard years and he took it seriously considering lives depended on the skills he brought to the table. It wasn't arrogance or him being condescending for the sake of it - it was sheer confidence.

The lead speaker, who was apparently named Doctor Dash Haren (probably wasn't even a medical doctor), listed off a variety of impressive features and abilities his newest model of droid possessed. In the crowd, many watched with awe when the prototype wheeled out onto the floor, and Cadmon caught a couple beings in the audience whip out datapads or flimsi and a pencil, jotting down notes hurriedly.

Shared ingenuity, he presumed.

Doctor Haren finished his impressive list of prototype functions when he opened the floor to anyone with questions ranging from the technical specifications of his bot to general questions about the design and development process. Cadmon had never raised his hand that quickly in his life - not even in med school when the professor asked 'how do you stop bleeding and control blood loss.'

"If I may, doctor," he started, "Does this droid possess its own life preservation system? I mean, it's outstanding for these field bots to be selfless and place the sanctity of life before all else, but they need to be able to protect themselves as well. A dead medic isn't a good medic."

The good doctor hesitated for a moment before replying. "Actually, no, but that brings up a good point. It's still a prototype, so things can and will be added to the final product. Thank you for bringing that up."

Cadmon flashed a grin to Gideon, who'd began to wag his metallic tail at the sound of his master's voice. "C'mere, pup." He affectionately ran a hand over his head again, angling his fingers to rub behind those titanium ears of his. Of course he was no real, living dog, but his glorious makers and programmers had integrated superb behavioral motor systems that would emulate the real thing. And besides, it felt good to just reward his best friend with a belly rub here and there.

"Let's go check out some of those cool service droids. It'd be so great to just kick back when I get home and have the house clean, dinner made, and nothing to do besides enjoy my free time."

Gideon just kept wagging his tail and proceeded to follow his beloved master.

[member="Kaili Talith"]
 
Doctor Dash Haren was as much of medicine doctor as any other man with a doctorate in Industrial Production. While the capabilities of the droid was without question something that he was to be commended for, it was more the way that his droids were built that appealed to those who were truly into the art of conserving space without a loss of performance. While laceration and resuscitation were all fine and dandy to have in a droid, it was the size of it that truly appealed to the nerds gathered around the booth. To think he had managed to fit that many databanks and procedures within that tiny body was amazing. Something to be amended and strive for to be sure.

Which wasn’t to mention the tiny spider droid on Kaili’s shoulder. The one with it’s own little custom-built AI and the ability to scale walls and record video just to mention a few features. She still thanked her father for his involvement in creating him whenever she could. Henry had proven himself a most reliable companion, and after the ship crash he had been instrumental during the first few months of rehabilitation. Woke her up when her stress levels began to skyrocket, kept her calm when loud noises reminded her of the things she had seen. It still happened every now and then, but not as often as it used to.

The feature list was done and over with, the Q&A started and a man in the crowd raised his arm within a split second of being allowed to do so. Kaili looked down at the dog again and judging by the proximity...

“That’s his owner.” Kaili whispered to her own droid. “Think we should say hello?”

[ No. That’s creepy, Kaili. ] The droid already knew that it was in for it.

“Come on, I have to.” She begged like a kid would beg to their parents in the store.

[ No you don’t. You need to get a grip of yourself and focus on this. ]

Kaili frowned. “I’m doing it anyway.” She uttered in defiance and set off towards [member="Cadmon Lussk"].

[ No! Kaili! Stop! Place! ] Henry tried his best to order her to stop. It didn't work.

“Hey! Hey you! Dog guy!” Kaili waved most eagerly at the man who she presumed was a doctor of some kind. She ran up to him to get a better look at the droid by his feet. “Sorry, hi, I couldn’t help but uh, notice your dog and...”

“It’s so cute, I just-...” Small squeal of excitement. “Sorry, I know it’s rude, but I just really want to touch it.”

It was completely normal to ask people if you could touch their droids. People did that every day!

... Not. Kaili would most likely not be very proud of herself once the day was over.

“Please?”

[member="Cadmon Lussk"]
 

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