Phrik with a side order of Love (Mirta)

[Noah Corek]

[member="Mirta Krayt"]
(OOC: Decided to start it, got nothing better to do)
Noah sighed as he sat in a Phrik mining and processing plant on the planet of Seltos, waiting for a fellow member of the True Mando'ade. Due to the True Mandalorians not being able to have access to the Beskar mines on Mandalore, they needed to find other ways to make armor that would signify them. Due to this, Noah had suggested the idea using the deposits of Phrik on Seltos to create armor that would be light-saber resistant. After a few more minutes, Noah got a ping from the gate guards that there was a woman stating that she was here to see him.

 

[Vir'anax'sath]

Mirta walked up to the phrik mining and processing plant wearing her black bodysuit. She would be wearing her armor, but there was one problem with that. It hadn't been made yet. She would need to acquire the necessary material for her armor, a metal known as phrik. The way she was to go about this was simple, through the True Mandalorians. Mirta was to meet with a well respected man, one she knew by reputation as Noah Corek. She stopped at the gate, telling the guards that she was here to see Noah. They notified him and one began to lead her to Noah. Mirta followed closely, looking around

Then she saw him, the man she was here to meet. Noah Corek. He was indeed a handsome man, but Mirta waved that off as irrelevant. This was business. She strode up to him and extended a hand, interrupting the guard as he began to speak. "Mirta Krayt, at your service. Noah Corek, I presume?"

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Mirta Krayt"]
Noah threw Mirta a smile when she interupted the guard before he could tell Noah who she was was. Noah shook her hand and his smiled widened when he felt she had a good grip, a grip of a warrior. "Just call me Noah, we're all brothers and sisters in arms here, no reason to be formal." Noah said as he finished shaking her hand and the motioned for her to follow him. "So, you want a set of armor made of Phrik? Smart idea, Phrik might be a bit heavy but its protection and lightaber resistance makes up for its weight." Noah informed her as they walked deeper into the facility.

 

[Vir'anax'sath]

Mirta smiled as he shook her hand and followed him. "Yeah, Phrik is indeed much better than durosteel in that manner. Durosteel won't stop a lightsaber from making me into ground nerf burger" She said, grinning. Indeed Phrik was her metal of choice, being strong enough to stop a lightsaber. The weight didn't bother her, since she normally wears decently heavy durosteel armor. She kept following Noah, walking deeper with him into the building.

[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

[member="Mirta Krayt"]
Noah chuckled as Mirta's little joke about ground nerf burger. "Yeah its good for stopping that from happening, it also helps keeping you from being religious." Noah told her, making a little joke of his own. After a minute of walking they came upon a room, inside were a few crates full of phrik and multiple other metals, there was also a forge for making armor and weapons.