Convention with Gabe

[childofrebellion]

Cassian's waiting at the counter for Gabe, today should be a good day for him to see the convention. And Gabe's eye for weapons will be useful for looking into the shadier deals that are happening and where Yamato's cover will stand out a little too much.

Cassian's dressed in his Willix cover of a neat blue suit.

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[childofrebellion]

There's a screen projecting cross section and specs as well as a salesperson and droid who notice them.

The droid, a protocol droid approaches as the salesperson is talking to a serious and ornately dressed Munn who glances at them then ignores them. "How may I answer your questions about our new Starvette."

[sticktothemission]

Not an omnic, he reminds himself sharply as the droid approaches. It's fine. He can punch its fucking head off, it's fine.

He forces his shoulders to relax as he glances over the screen. "I'm in the market for a personal craft," he says smoothly, raising one eyebrow. "Something nimble. Nothing flashy."

The look he gives the ship implies he's not impressed by it.

[childofrebellion]

"Our Starvette is the finest personal craft on the market. You will find it customizable and will meet all of your needs. Would you like a listing of your possible options?" The droid begins to set the holoprojector to a preset display.

Cassian notes that tension and before the droid gets too far into its pitch says, "I think we'd like to look around on our own."

[sticktothemission]

Way to drop the ball, Gabe.

He rolls with it, though. "There's still quite a few ships to view." His tone takes a slight condescending turn. "Can't be dazzled by the first shiny coat of paint, after all."

[childofrebellion]

"No, sir, best to see all that we can."

Gabe hasn't ruined anything, Cassian didn't know how he would react to the various droids. Cassian moves toward a display that's next door with a ship that looks almost like a shark with sleek hidden weapons with a front console that can be walked into.

[sticktothemission]

Gabe didn't know he'd react like that, but in retrospect it's kind of obvious. Now that he knows he should be able to keep himself under better control.

He likes the look of this ship, but would Master Ilo approve? He steps into the console area, appraising the available room. The hidden weapons might provide an opening for what they're really here for, though.

"I'm not certain this is big enough for Master Ilo's needs." He runs a hand along the edge of the console. "The armaments are a nice touch, however."

[childofrebellion]

"How big is the rest of the ship?" Cassian asks, ready to help as this time a Pantoran man comes over.

"There's space for sleeping quarter as every piece of the ship is used. If you look here you can see how it all connects. And we provide modifications including those for defense."

[sticktothemission]

Gabriel raises his eyebrows in mild interest, half for the specs and half for the alien.

"Do tell me more."

It still seems a bit on the small side, but it seems worth adding to his 'list'.

[childofrebellion]

"Our most popular modifications involve defense, if you look here you'll see how there's a max capacity of two forward weapons. This comes with a shield at the basic level but that can be improved and the space inside can be reconfigured."

The model is turned to show new options as Cassian takes notes especially of the weapon choices.

[sticktothemission]

"Only two? I should hope they're potent, then." Gabriel's brows furrow in mildly displeased inquiry. "Or else the shields are capable."

[childofrebellion]

"They are, there's space for some of the most powerful armaments on the market. And in the back with adjustments, there's space for more."

The Pantoran glances nervously at Gabe, who's glare is impressive. Off to the side, Cassian gives a little smile to them to try and be reassuring.

[sticktothemission]

Gabriel eases off, pretending mild appeasement.

"But those would be after market modifications? Not anything you supply yourself?"

[childofrebellion]

"Well, yes, we don't provide the weapons but we have connections."

Ones that can't always be spoken about easily.

[sticktothemission]

He still doesn't look impressed.

"That sounds promising," he allows, "but I would want to research that further before committing to your vessel. Suppose the things I'm interested in weren't compatible with this ship?"

That just wouldn't do at all.

[childofrebellion]

"That would be trickier but we'd do whatever we can to make the process easier." The salesperson can see a sale slipping out of their hands.

Cassian steps over as quietly as he can, "Perhaps we should look around more before ruling anyone out."

[sticktothemission]

"Hm." Gabriel appears thoughtful. "Give me a copy of your specs and I'll keep you in mind while I find the modifications I'm after."

He's not making any promises but surely the fellow is used to people comparison shopping?

[childofrebellion]

"Of course, here you go,"

A datacard of details is handed over with a smile and a free mini ship model.

Cassian takes them with an answering nod.

[sticktothemission]

Holy shit, he's totally taking that home with him.

He gives the salesman a reserved smile. "My thanks. I'm sure we'll stop back by later." He turns to go with barely a glance at Cassian.

[childofrebellion]

With another nod to the salesperson, Cassian leads Gabe to another booth, in this one the ships are more obviously armed. They're clearly promoting their strength and the salesperson gives Gabe a long look up and down as they approach,

"Interested in a ship that can stand up to the unknown dangers of the Outer Rim and beyond?"

[sticktothemission]

Gabriel casts an eye over the craft; they're clearly not being subtle about their wares.

"Potentially," he allows. "Depending on their capabilities."

These don't exactly fall under 'discrete'.

[childofrebellion]

"Fast with capabilities for weapons and shields. Everything you need when venturing into the edges."

A projection of a ship bristling with protections is pulled up to hover in front of Gabe.

[sticktothemission]

That many armaments could be a good deterrent but could also draw a lot of attention. Still, it may be good to find out exactly what sort of weapons it carries before dismissing it from Master Ilo's list.

He feigns moderate interest. "Do you have an options list? Package deals?"

[childofrebellion]

"Of course, of course, we can make all the adjustments that you would like,"

Now the projection has an overlay of various options including deals.

[sticktothemission]

His eyes scan the images, picking out what he can. Gabriel isn't what he would call fluent in this language.

He makes a thoughtful sound, leaning slightly towards Cassian. "I'm uncertain anything here would suit your Master's tastes, Willix," he says doubtfully. Addressing the salesperson again, "Powerful capabilities is one thing, but discreetness is another. Perhaps I've missed it in your list, but do you have anything that fulfills both?"

[childofrebellion]

"Master Ilo prefers his ships to be elegant and discrete. I don't think any of these would suit him."

Cassian agrees with a serious nod as the salesperson looks worried because discrete isn't what their ships are known for.