[i] "So this is your droid, I'm guessing?"[/i]

Strakisssh shook his head as he grabbed Zirex and threw him over his shoulder. "ZD is his own droid. He's not our property, He joined of his own accord," the Trandoshan smiled the most polite smile he could considering how many sharp teeth he had. "Thank you. I'll see if I can find a room for him" He turned to look at ZD-6R. "Hopefully we can head to Nar Shaddaa in a few hours, until then feel free to do what you wish."

[i]"And your parts...I'm guessing whoever put you together tried to combine the advantages of several different manufacturers?"[/i]

"Correct." ZD responded. "I was created on Nal Hutta by a minor Hutt who intended to use me against his rivals but many of the upgrades that you noticed were added somewhat recently during my time with a mercenary group. Although the Hutt created me as a tool against his rivals, I wished to leave my own mark on the galaxy so I left."

Strakisssh had gotten directions from one of the many droids and was in the process of heading down to the hotel levels when he passed a man heading into the room. Something about the man put Strakisssh on his guard but he smiled politely at the man as he passed him. "I don't feel good..." Zirex muttered as Strakisssh carried him towards the lift. The Trandoshan rolled his eyes. "Next time you should stick with something that won't nearly knock you out." The only answer from Zirex was a grunt of pain.