[@Sep] [@Queen Arya] [@apollosarcher]


[centre][h1][colour=Green]Sable[/colour][/h1][/centre]

Considering it was supposed to be a public holiday, it was certainly busier than Sable had been expecting it to be when he walked in. He still had no idea about the Tusken fiddling with the Speeder bike in the back but figured that his Master wouldn't let him?… she?... it, yeah ,it, that was good enough until Sable learned otherwise. Master wouldn't let it do work in the shop if she wasn't at least somewhat clued in on what it wanted. 

The Togruta actually seemed familiar to the droid, apart from being accompanied by his Master's most persistent suitor, and a quick run of facial recognition showed him why. If his database was right, which it usually was, she was some sort of famous PopStar. Not that Sable had heard any of her music and given the flustered expression on his Master's face she was more focused on Artaks flirting than on whatever the Togrutas problem was.

Sable turned to Rorwoorr and gestured for the Wookie to follow him deeper into the shop. Mostly to get away from the dumb IG droid and its stupid comments, yeah Sable would prove he was the better droid by [i]not[/i] starting a fight in the shop again. Master would certainly reward him for that [Colour=green]”Statement: B-1s you say, Hmmmm.[/colour] Sable pondered for a moment. On one hand their parts were cheap and readily available across the galaxy. On the other hand he knew how much Master hated working on them. 

He lifted the reservations book out from under the counter he was behind and flipped to a page with a few spaces on it. [Colour=green]”Information: Parts notwithstanding, you'd normally be looking at roughly 250 credits per droid for labour. But since you're a repeat customer we can do it at 200 per droid instead. As for the cost of any parts that may need replacing, we would go over any additional charges when you came to collect. Though you would be notified about the parts and their costs before any work actually took place. If my Master has kept the book up to date then you can bring the units down today, but it would be roughly a week or so before they would be ready to collect.”[/colour]

Sable looked up from the reservation book at the Wookie before him to gauge if he had taken in all the information that Sable was throwing at him. [Colour=green]”Query: Any questions?”[/colour]



[centre][h1][colour=Red]Alanna[/colour][/h1][/centre]

Alanna finished approaching Artak and the Togruta with a gentle smile on her face. She wasn't completely deaf and had definitely heard the Togruta say that Artak wanted to take her to dinner. Which wasn't a surprise since he was nothing if not persistent in his attempts. [Colour=Red]”Thank you Artak, you're always such a charmer.”[/colour] she shoots him a flirty wink before turning her attention back to the Togruta. 

The comment made by the IG droid didn't go completely over her head, it was of course referring to Sable who seemed to have disappeared deeper into the shop with Rorwoorr. If Alanna was anyone else she'd have taken offence to the idea that Sable was [i]antiqued[/i]. She'd spent most of her life keeping him in good condition and he could certainly scrap this poor imitation at what Sable excelled at. But still, these were customers and she'd always do her best to maintain her professionalism. 

[I][colour=red]Could she fix him? Pah. Was a Hutt fat and slimy?[/colour][/i]

[Colour=red]”Hmmm, wrist actuator you say? Well these IG models can get all sorts of little gremlins sometimes.[/colour] Alanna holds out her hand and the IG unit places its arm into her grasp. Its arm hung loosely as she moved it around to inspect the wrist section and after a few seconds a little rattle caught her attention. [Colour=red]”Think I've figured out the problem.”[/colour] Alanna reached for her tool belt and pulled out a small screwdriver and opened the casing of the IGs arm as easily as one would open a drinks can. [Colour=red]”Here's the issue.”[/colour] she pulls a fuse out of the IGs arm which looks quite badly battered. [Colour=red]”Cheap parts like this just break too easily under the littlest amounts of force. Hold-over from Holowan making droids for the Separatists. Everything is as cheap and mass-produced as possible. But luckily I have a few spares somewhere, one moment.”[/colour]

Alanna disappears behind a droid rack for a minute or so before coming back with a replacement fuse and then carefully places it into the empty socket inside of the IGs arm. [Colour=red]”There we go, if you try it now your arm shouldn't have any issues now.[/colour] She turns from the IG to Artak and his guest. [Colour=red]”Should be good to go now and that new fuse should stand up to punishment a bit longer than the cheap original one did. And if Artak brings me some nice flowers I won't even charge you for it.”[/colour] she gives him another wink and a smile.

As she finished with the IG unit another new person entered the store. On a supposed public holiday it was genuinely busier than it had been in the last week. She turned to face the new customer who said something she hadn't quite heard but she was happily surprised to see a familiar set of bandages staring back at her. [Colour=red]”Airus!”[/colour] she practically squealed before running at her friend and wrapping him in a big hug. [Colour=red]”I've missed you so much, what are you doing here?”[/colour]