Sev discretely scooted her chair back a few inches as Ra approached her. The small creature seemed to have some intelligence. Rodents are among some of the most intelligent mammals in existence after all. However, Sev still wasn't completely sold on the thing though. A part of her apprehension to deal with the creature came from the fact that she didn't really know her own strength and she didn't want to run the risk of going in to pet it and end up damaging it. That and she was still convinced that it was gross. It's tiny raccoon-like paws unnerved her. The android continued to listen intently as Nessa explained her peoples origins. Her story was absolutely fascinating. It sounded like something from a fable. Sev reached out and gently plucked the smokey grey crystal from Nessa's hand and began turning it around in her own. Her internal heads-up display was buzzing with activity as she analyzed the object. It's composition and molecular structure was unlike anything Sev had ever come across. Whatever this crystal was it was way too valuable to be hocked on the streets for a few credits. [color=92278f]"Nah"[/color], Sev thought aloud, [color=92278f]"Can't sell something like this. Scanner says it's priceless but, I might have some ideas about how to make it useful though"[/color]. As she spoke, her heads-up display was running tests and creating diagrams about how she could properly integrate the crystal with her sidearm without causing any issues. The prospect of an upgrade for her hand-cannon excited her slightly.
	[color=92278f]"Thanks"[/color], she said as she carefully placed the crystal on the desk next to the neat arrangement of assault rifle parts. She leaned back in the chair causing it to creak as she adopted a more relaxed posture. Silence fell upon the cramped room yet again, with the exception of Ra's panting. It's been a long time since Sev actually had company. Her people skills were getting rusty for sure. It was difficult for her to get comfortable enough to let her guard down and just talk for a change. There were no stakes involved, no one was being hurt, she wasn't under blaster fire or anything remotely threatening. She'd been navigating the streets and the violence of the wastes but the art of conversation was something that she was lacking in. Nessa's presence made her painfully aware of how much she missed having allies. [color=92278f]"I um"[/color], she croaked awkwardly, [color=92278f]"I know what it feels like to think you're the last of your kind. I can empathize with you on that. It's....It's hard. It can be lonely and isolating. For the longest time I thought that I was the last of my series but up until very recently..."[/color], she trails off feeling as though she's oversharing with this woman that she hardly knew. For the first time in a long while she actually felt vulnerable. Sensing her own moment of weakness, Sev sat up once again and went back to work on the assault rifle. This time she worked to put the firearm back together again. Her perfectly manicured fingers moved deftly and with the prescience of a seasoned veteran. 
	[color=92278f]"How do you know for sure that you're the last Star-Born anyways?"[/color], Sev quickly tried to shift the subject from her own familial background. [color=92278f]"Your people had to have colonized another planet somewhere or something. They could be out there somewhere. Maybe you just haven't found them yet"[/color]. Sev continued to work without looking up this time. 



	Six's eyes flickered like a fire up towards the cloaked figure that had just revealed himself. The android acknowledged him with a playful and exaggerated bow, [color=f7941d]"Your Councilship"[/color]. The grin that once adorned her face was immediately gone when the human she was grappling with spat on her. " Hey fuck you tin man. I don't know nothin 'bout no droid alright", the man exclaimed, his screams could probably be heard for a couple of blocks, "You broke my knees you crazy blue blooded freak". Six did in fact destroy the man's knees. He looked like a tube of half used toothpaste from his place on the pavement. Six reared back with the pipe in her hand ready to end the meatbag's miserable life when another one of the gangers interfered, placing himself between the android and his friend. "Whoa whoa whoa. Stop please, stop", he spoke with his hands up indicating his surrender. He was a younger man, maybe in his late teens or so. "You're looking for that android right? One with the glowing blue eyes and the silver hair"?
	Six released her first victim and him get dragged off for medical attention by his fellow gang members. [color=f7941d]"That's the one"[/color], she loomed over the young man. After his friend's rude outburst, every fiber in her wanted to turn this place into a massacre. She knew that she could and it would be easy. "Look, I don't know where she is but I do know where she does business. There's this Vesh guy with a gold tooth in the Sandtrap Projects. He sells guns out there. Might be able to give you some intel". Six reached down and took the young man's face in her hand and squeezed until he looked like a fish. "[color=f7941d]Now see? It wasn't that hard now was it"[/color], she gave him a playful slap on the cheek before turning on her heels. The rest of the gangers that had been hanging out began to scramble away in several different directions as she passed. She could still hear the other guy screaming and crying about his knees somewhere in the distance. Six had been so wrapped up in the sport of intel gathering that she hadn't bothered to pay attention to what Feya was doing. It didn't matter anyways. She was way closer to hitting her target anyways. [color=f7941d]"I'm already on the trail Feya. Better catch up"[/color], Six called over her shoulder, mocking the woman like a child playing a deadly game of hide and seek.