So, the gist of it was, the crew was planning on hitting a casino in the middle of space. They needed several ways and means to make sure the job went as smoothly as it could. As far as Zane was concerned, his role in the job was going to be more behind-the-scenes than anything. They needed him to break into some big Imperial officer’s hotel room and “relieve” him of his credentials and whatever else the kid could get his hands on. That was all well and good, but Zane was sure that they would need time to put everything together. It was looking like they’d just picked up another hand for the casino side of things. From the way Fel was talking, he was sure to be a handful. Shortly after, the crew was skedaddling off-world again. Apparently, Fel and the new guy’s exit wasn’t exactly quiet. Time to lay low for a bit, he guessed.
With all of Nar’Shaddaa now behind them, Zane could actually take some time to settle into the Unfair Advantage. He’d managed to get his room squared away, finally. It took some time - Fel had apparently decided that this place was pretty much extra storage for any and everything he didn’t want to deal with at the time. Zane did what he knew best, though; sorted through everything and organized it. Void knows he knew how to apply his scrapper background, at the very least. Once the kid had sifted through most everything and packed it away in the dozen or so crates he’d found, he moved the lot of them into the cargo bay and machine bay as was needed. Some things were definitely within the technical purview more than anything else, while others were just extra supplies or junk that needed to be stowed away. Any items that looked like personal effects, the kid stacked over near the door to Fel’s room. Hopefully he wasn’t overstepping - just wanted to make things as livable as possible and make sure the items got back to their rightful owner.
As everything there appeared to be in order, Zane made his way back to his room to start making it completely livable again. Did some cleaning, hung up the clothes that Jet had given him, and even took out a new outfit that would get him out of that single technician’s jumpsuit he had been working with. Settled for a light grey sweater that had dark shoulder pads and some beige cargo pants. The kid had to use a belt, though. He still wasn’t quite the right size to fill them out properly. He pulled up the left sleeve on his sweater so he could equip the newfound tooldeck, and retrieved the “Eye” so he could sit down for a bit and try to familiarize himself with however this “F.E.T.C.H.” thing worked.
From what he could tell, the deck itself was pretty flashy - Jet’s apprentice must have had quite a fiery personality. There were several bits of paint that accented the whole thing; bright colors and patterns that swirled across the plating. She had even gone and labeled what each tool slot was - everything from the hydrospanner to the multi-ratchets, even a miniaturized soldering iron. If Zane could make this work for him, it just might allow him to be a lot more efficient when it came to helping the crew.
Activating the “Eye” was a simple enough task. There was a small button just along the brow-ridge of the device. Once Zane had turned it on, the display began to boot up. There was a lot of software coding that zoomed through, the kid barely managed to register a few letters of Aurebesh before it had completed its task. And then, once that was done, the display began identifying the area, getting everything from measurements to distances, gaining full spatial awareness. But what happened next was something that Zane would have never expected.
The display suddenly lit up with text that seemed to show itself on the far wall of the room. ”Hey! What’s going on? Wait–who are you? You’re not Nova!’
Zane shook his head, wondering who in the Void he was even conversing with. Suddenly, a very small, agitated-looking little virtual bot with four legs and two cutesy little hands and arms came zooming onto the screen; yet, it settled itself on the windowsill of Zane’s minuscule viewport very near to the floating text that displayed on the wall. This device must operate with augmented reality, the kid surmised. The tiny machine was gold-colored, with little accents of red on its feet and hands. It seemed to let out a weird set of beeps and whistles when it was attempting to communicate, which seemed to translate into the text that Zane was reading on the wall.
”Talk, human! Tell me what you did with my Nova!”
Zane blinked reactively, completely caught off guard by the tiny little bot with a small square face that held a display with two beady little eyes; eyes that looked quite sternly back at him.
”Uhhh…I’m really sorry, bud. I don’t know the whole story, but it seems like Nova left a lot of things behind when she left Nar’Shaddaa. I dunno why she didn’t take you.”
The bot seemed to be processing what was being said as Zane spoke. Its little dots for eyes seemed to stretch upward in surprise when it heard of Nova’s departure, and then, it almost looked sad as it deflated a bit, sprawling its tiny legs outward. But then, just as suddenly it sprang back up, looking just as agitated as before.
”Yeah, right! Nova wouldn’t leave me behind! You’re lying, human!
Zane quickly responded, ”No, I’m not, unfortunately. Jet found you among some of her things that she left and–”
”Liar! Liar! You’re nothing but a LIAR!” The little bot was quite upset, it seemed, as it beeped and blurted and sputtered while the text displayed its actual communications. And then, unbeknownst to Zane, the little bot used the scanning software to look deep into Zane’s eye. There was no deception present. His eyes weren’t dilating the way that humans tended to do when they would lie. Could it really be? Had Nova left it behind? Its golden eyes seemed to blink as it processed this information.
Zane, however, was already trying to defend himself again. ”What? N-No, really! I wouldn’t lie about something like this! Nova really is–”
”--Gone.” The bot became deflated again. It sank down onto its “haunches” as it tried to process what was going on.
”Yeah…I’m sorry, bud. I’m sure she never would have left you there without a reason. Maybe it was dangerous where she was going? Or, maybe having a tooldeck would have given her away if the Empire was looking too closely?” The kid was already knee-deep in conspiracy theories. He’d almost forgotten why he’d started out doing this. Shaking his head, he formulated his thoughts so he could try and get this little device to work with him. ”Look, either way, she’s not with us anymore. But, when she comes back around, I’ll make sure you get back to her, safe and sound. Is that all right with you?”
The bot seemed to be thinking quite deeply. It was processing a multitude of factors that might have suggested why Nova couldn’t have brought it along with her. This human might have even had a point or two, simple as they were. Once it had finally finished thinking, the bot seemed to perk back up again at the thought of being reunited with Nova one day. It looked up at Zane with expectant eyes, letting out another series of tweets and twiddles as the text sprawled across the wall, ”Ok, human! If you think you can get me back to Nova one day, then I’m good with that! What do I call you?”
”Zane. You can call me Zane. And what about you?”
”The name’s FETCH!” The little bot said proudly, twirling around on the windowsill, ”Nova built me from the ground up! I’m meant to assist her by operating that tooldeck on your arm!”
Zane brought his arm back up to look at the deck. The eyelet’s software seemed to be outlining it in golden lines and brackets for a moment before disappearing. The bot suddenly appeared on the deck’s surface, looking up at him.
”Are you going to be the one using me until I go back with Nova?” A little text-bubble appeared over its head where Zane could read it.
”I mean…if that’s okay with you, then yes. I’d really appreciate whatever help you could offer!” Zane said excitedly.
The little bot suddenly had happy little eyes as it rocked back and forth. Hopefully, Zane thought, that was good body language.
”Of course, Zane! No worries! I can help with just about anything tech-related! Nova programmed me with technician’s software so I could assist her when she was working on stuff! I’ve got specs on just about anything!”
Zane breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he’d finally gotten FETCH on his side. ”That’s good. I’ve got a lot of datapads and stuff that Jet gave me, too. Even got a book on actual flimsi about blaster basics.”
The little bot hopped up and down in its little augmented reality state on top of Zane’s new tooldeck, ”That’s great news! Are you just starting out with all of this? Seems like you are trying to learn a lot!”
Zane looked at the bot a little sheepishly, ”Y-Yeah…I have some basic knowledge of how to work with tools and stuff, but I’m lacking quite a bit when it comes to bein’ technical.”
The little bot spun around on the gauntlet, ”That’s totally okay! It’s always best to start somewhere and build yourself up! Would you like for me to walk you through what I can do and how to use your tooldeck?”
”Not gonna lie, that would be so wizard. I appreciate it, FETCH.”
Zane continued to spend some time working with the deck and familiarizing himself with its functions. Nova had quite the impressive setup with it. Simply asking FETCH for a tool it contained brought him over to the appropriate slot which would pop open and allow access to the tool. If there was anything that wasn’t directly in the tool slots, FETCH would use the mechanisms in the gauntlet to switch the tools out from the small bay that was beneath the main deck. It didn’t have everything, but the tools that it did have were impressive and well taken care of. From what Zane could tell, the tools were sure necessities that could be used in quick fashion thanks to the deck.
Once Zane had fully worked out how the tooldeck worked and which tools he had at his disposal, the next thing would be for him to do a trial run. And so, it was time for him to take a much closer look at his newly-acquired E-33. That would be his first real project.
With all of Nar’Shaddaa now behind them, Zane could actually take some time to settle into the Unfair Advantage. He’d managed to get his room squared away, finally. It took some time - Fel had apparently decided that this place was pretty much extra storage for any and everything he didn’t want to deal with at the time. Zane did what he knew best, though; sorted through everything and organized it. Void knows he knew how to apply his scrapper background, at the very least. Once the kid had sifted through most everything and packed it away in the dozen or so crates he’d found, he moved the lot of them into the cargo bay and machine bay as was needed. Some things were definitely within the technical purview more than anything else, while others were just extra supplies or junk that needed to be stowed away. Any items that looked like personal effects, the kid stacked over near the door to Fel’s room. Hopefully he wasn’t overstepping - just wanted to make things as livable as possible and make sure the items got back to their rightful owner.
As everything there appeared to be in order, Zane made his way back to his room to start making it completely livable again. Did some cleaning, hung up the clothes that Jet had given him, and even took out a new outfit that would get him out of that single technician’s jumpsuit he had been working with. Settled for a light grey sweater that had dark shoulder pads and some beige cargo pants. The kid had to use a belt, though. He still wasn’t quite the right size to fill them out properly. He pulled up the left sleeve on his sweater so he could equip the newfound tooldeck, and retrieved the “Eye” so he could sit down for a bit and try to familiarize himself with however this “F.E.T.C.H.” thing worked.
From what he could tell, the deck itself was pretty flashy - Jet’s apprentice must have had quite a fiery personality. There were several bits of paint that accented the whole thing; bright colors and patterns that swirled across the plating. She had even gone and labeled what each tool slot was - everything from the hydrospanner to the multi-ratchets, even a miniaturized soldering iron. If Zane could make this work for him, it just might allow him to be a lot more efficient when it came to helping the crew.
Activating the “Eye” was a simple enough task. There was a small button just along the brow-ridge of the device. Once Zane had turned it on, the display began to boot up. There was a lot of software coding that zoomed through, the kid barely managed to register a few letters of Aurebesh before it had completed its task. And then, once that was done, the display began identifying the area, getting everything from measurements to distances, gaining full spatial awareness. But what happened next was something that Zane would have never expected.
The display suddenly lit up with text that seemed to show itself on the far wall of the room. ”Hey! What’s going on? Wait–who are you? You’re not Nova!’
Zane shook his head, wondering who in the Void he was even conversing with. Suddenly, a very small, agitated-looking little virtual bot with four legs and two cutesy little hands and arms came zooming onto the screen; yet, it settled itself on the windowsill of Zane’s minuscule viewport very near to the floating text that displayed on the wall. This device must operate with augmented reality, the kid surmised. The tiny machine was gold-colored, with little accents of red on its feet and hands. It seemed to let out a weird set of beeps and whistles when it was attempting to communicate, which seemed to translate into the text that Zane was reading on the wall.
”Talk, human! Tell me what you did with my Nova!”
Zane blinked reactively, completely caught off guard by the tiny little bot with a small square face that held a display with two beady little eyes; eyes that looked quite sternly back at him.
”Uhhh…I’m really sorry, bud. I don’t know the whole story, but it seems like Nova left a lot of things behind when she left Nar’Shaddaa. I dunno why she didn’t take you.”
The bot seemed to be processing what was being said as Zane spoke. Its little dots for eyes seemed to stretch upward in surprise when it heard of Nova’s departure, and then, it almost looked sad as it deflated a bit, sprawling its tiny legs outward. But then, just as suddenly it sprang back up, looking just as agitated as before.
”Yeah, right! Nova wouldn’t leave me behind! You’re lying, human!
Zane quickly responded, ”No, I’m not, unfortunately. Jet found you among some of her things that she left and–”
”Liar! Liar! You’re nothing but a LIAR!” The little bot was quite upset, it seemed, as it beeped and blurted and sputtered while the text displayed its actual communications. And then, unbeknownst to Zane, the little bot used the scanning software to look deep into Zane’s eye. There was no deception present. His eyes weren’t dilating the way that humans tended to do when they would lie. Could it really be? Had Nova left it behind? Its golden eyes seemed to blink as it processed this information.
Zane, however, was already trying to defend himself again. ”What? N-No, really! I wouldn’t lie about something like this! Nova really is–”
”--Gone.” The bot became deflated again. It sank down onto its “haunches” as it tried to process what was going on.
”Yeah…I’m sorry, bud. I’m sure she never would have left you there without a reason. Maybe it was dangerous where she was going? Or, maybe having a tooldeck would have given her away if the Empire was looking too closely?” The kid was already knee-deep in conspiracy theories. He’d almost forgotten why he’d started out doing this. Shaking his head, he formulated his thoughts so he could try and get this little device to work with him. ”Look, either way, she’s not with us anymore. But, when she comes back around, I’ll make sure you get back to her, safe and sound. Is that all right with you?”
The bot seemed to be thinking quite deeply. It was processing a multitude of factors that might have suggested why Nova couldn’t have brought it along with her. This human might have even had a point or two, simple as they were. Once it had finally finished thinking, the bot seemed to perk back up again at the thought of being reunited with Nova one day. It looked up at Zane with expectant eyes, letting out another series of tweets and twiddles as the text sprawled across the wall, ”Ok, human! If you think you can get me back to Nova one day, then I’m good with that! What do I call you?”
”Zane. You can call me Zane. And what about you?”
”The name’s FETCH!” The little bot said proudly, twirling around on the windowsill, ”Nova built me from the ground up! I’m meant to assist her by operating that tooldeck on your arm!”
Zane brought his arm back up to look at the deck. The eyelet’s software seemed to be outlining it in golden lines and brackets for a moment before disappearing. The bot suddenly appeared on the deck’s surface, looking up at him.
”Are you going to be the one using me until I go back with Nova?” A little text-bubble appeared over its head where Zane could read it.
”I mean…if that’s okay with you, then yes. I’d really appreciate whatever help you could offer!” Zane said excitedly.
The little bot suddenly had happy little eyes as it rocked back and forth. Hopefully, Zane thought, that was good body language.
”Of course, Zane! No worries! I can help with just about anything tech-related! Nova programmed me with technician’s software so I could assist her when she was working on stuff! I’ve got specs on just about anything!”
Zane breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he’d finally gotten FETCH on his side. ”That’s good. I’ve got a lot of datapads and stuff that Jet gave me, too. Even got a book on actual flimsi about blaster basics.”
The little bot hopped up and down in its little augmented reality state on top of Zane’s new tooldeck, ”That’s great news! Are you just starting out with all of this? Seems like you are trying to learn a lot!”
Zane looked at the bot a little sheepishly, ”Y-Yeah…I have some basic knowledge of how to work with tools and stuff, but I’m lacking quite a bit when it comes to bein’ technical.”
The little bot spun around on the gauntlet, ”That’s totally okay! It’s always best to start somewhere and build yourself up! Would you like for me to walk you through what I can do and how to use your tooldeck?”
”Not gonna lie, that would be so wizard. I appreciate it, FETCH.”
Zane continued to spend some time working with the deck and familiarizing himself with its functions. Nova had quite the impressive setup with it. Simply asking FETCH for a tool it contained brought him over to the appropriate slot which would pop open and allow access to the tool. If there was anything that wasn’t directly in the tool slots, FETCH would use the mechanisms in the gauntlet to switch the tools out from the small bay that was beneath the main deck. It didn’t have everything, but the tools that it did have were impressive and well taken care of. From what Zane could tell, the tools were sure necessities that could be used in quick fashion thanks to the deck.
Once Zane had fully worked out how the tooldeck worked and which tools he had at his disposal, the next thing would be for him to do a trial run. And so, it was time for him to take a much closer look at his newly-acquired E-33. That would be his first real project.
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