[member="Kasperli Shorn"], [member="Carden Lorps"], [member="Ferian Adair"]
Soon enough,
The door to the conference room would open as the five cloaked figures would step in, guided by one of Kasperli's assistants, they didn't knew the way about the building, after all.
"That would be acceptable. And good to hear Yub-Yub made it this far, I should sent him a bottle of Corellian ale. Or a blaster."
The droid answered as he stepped through the doorway,
He would nod towards Ferian and Carden the other two people in the room,
"Iron Knight of the Protectorate, known as HK-36,"
The machine introduced himself, his gaze would linger on Carden,
"Who is this fellow?"
He asked, trying to get answer as to why he had his arms in the air, although it was clear enough he was some sort of colleague to RC.
Speaking of @RC 212,
The droid looked down on the ex-pirate's armored body, his helmet removed, after all he had his throat sliced, it would be only logical that his mask was removed. HK slipped his own helmet on his head, although he had his four guards with him, he didn't exactly trusted the two nobles in the room. He would come up closer to RC's body, kneeling down by him, scanning over him. He placed his hand on the dread-pirate's chest, checking his heart-beat. Nothing. He would reach to raise his head slightly, turning it here and there as he scanned it. No brain activity. He would let his corpse rest then, his two metallic fingers moving over RC's eyelids to close them. He would take his arms, crossing them over the pirate's chest, performing last rites on the body.
"May you find joy in a place where there is no war."
He muttered softly, standing up again and back to his guards, one of them gave him a datapad,
"What are you planning to do with the body now?"
The droid asked as he began to fill out the form on the datapad, testimony that RC was indeed dead.
"And what of him?"
He asked, glancing to Carden