HK-36
The Iron Lord Protector (Neutral Good)
[member="4ND-R0"],
4ND the archivist droids would have been on the fairly long list of beings invited by HK personally into the Metal Lord territory, specifically one of the orbital stations above Denon, one that HK was claiming as his temporary base of operation, at least until the construction of his orbital palace is finished. Whatever ship 4ND chose to arrive on, or perhaps one Lords had to lend to him if he did not had one of his own, would be directed to dock with one of the many small hangar bays scattered throughout the station. Coming closer towards the station 4ND would be able to behold its unique structure, most of the facility seemed to have been fashioned out of carcasses of other stations and ships, ancient and derelict, once broken apart, now molded together and re-purposed by the Metal Lords. Parts of it would clearly be parts of other vessels, sharpened nose of an Imperial Star Destroyer at one spot, rounded outer hull of a Munificient frigate on another, yet it all was molded perfectly by the mechanical expert scavengers.
Once docked and disembarked, 4ND would be directed through the station to the conference room HK currently occupied as his office. Along the way he would pass several droids chattering between each other, exchanging strings of high density data as they scurried along to carry out their daily duties on the station. There wouldn't be much outstanding other than that, on the inside the station looked like any other station, forged out of identical polished durasteel plates that bore no distinction to the outside differences in aesthetic, and the denizens and employees of the station did not pay much attention to 4ND, after all he was a droid in the capital of droid interstellar territory. Here he would blend in very well.
Finally coming up to the conference room the automated durasteel door would open, allowing him entry inside. The room would be large and open, a long oval table sat in the middle with a holoprojector in its center. Behind it there was a duranium desk where HK currently sat, tall and slender, his frame wrapped in heavy black cloak underneath which he wore a black flesh-like organic armor with thick chitinous plates, clearly Vong in design. His smooth pale faceplate would be visible, fashioned out to mimic the design of Kaleesh war mask, with two sharpened fang-like protrusions emanating from its chin, it seemed to be made out of polished bone, yet upon closer inspection it was clearly Phrik. Behind HK in turn there would be a large transparisteel wall, giving view onto the black abyss of space and field of stars scattered throughout it, and the glowing surface of Denon, dark blotches of asphalt and buildings wrapped in a glowing network of lights and hover networks much like Coruscant.
HK stood up behind his desk as 4ND would enter, not saying anything just yet, letting the other droid have first word to determine how this meeting would start off.
4ND the archivist droids would have been on the fairly long list of beings invited by HK personally into the Metal Lord territory, specifically one of the orbital stations above Denon, one that HK was claiming as his temporary base of operation, at least until the construction of his orbital palace is finished. Whatever ship 4ND chose to arrive on, or perhaps one Lords had to lend to him if he did not had one of his own, would be directed to dock with one of the many small hangar bays scattered throughout the station. Coming closer towards the station 4ND would be able to behold its unique structure, most of the facility seemed to have been fashioned out of carcasses of other stations and ships, ancient and derelict, once broken apart, now molded together and re-purposed by the Metal Lords. Parts of it would clearly be parts of other vessels, sharpened nose of an Imperial Star Destroyer at one spot, rounded outer hull of a Munificient frigate on another, yet it all was molded perfectly by the mechanical expert scavengers.
Once docked and disembarked, 4ND would be directed through the station to the conference room HK currently occupied as his office. Along the way he would pass several droids chattering between each other, exchanging strings of high density data as they scurried along to carry out their daily duties on the station. There wouldn't be much outstanding other than that, on the inside the station looked like any other station, forged out of identical polished durasteel plates that bore no distinction to the outside differences in aesthetic, and the denizens and employees of the station did not pay much attention to 4ND, after all he was a droid in the capital of droid interstellar territory. Here he would blend in very well.
Finally coming up to the conference room the automated durasteel door would open, allowing him entry inside. The room would be large and open, a long oval table sat in the middle with a holoprojector in its center. Behind it there was a duranium desk where HK currently sat, tall and slender, his frame wrapped in heavy black cloak underneath which he wore a black flesh-like organic armor with thick chitinous plates, clearly Vong in design. His smooth pale faceplate would be visible, fashioned out to mimic the design of Kaleesh war mask, with two sharpened fang-like protrusions emanating from its chin, it seemed to be made out of polished bone, yet upon closer inspection it was clearly Phrik. Behind HK in turn there would be a large transparisteel wall, giving view onto the black abyss of space and field of stars scattered throughout it, and the glowing surface of Denon, dark blotches of asphalt and buildings wrapped in a glowing network of lights and hover networks much like Coruscant.
HK stood up behind his desk as 4ND would enter, not saying anything just yet, letting the other droid have first word to determine how this meeting would start off.
