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]

"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.

[sticktothemission]

"That's what I was afraid of."

He glances over the projection again, giving the salesperson one more chance to rebound. He does put on a regretful look, however. Personally he likes some of these designs.

[childofrebellion]

"We could take a catalog. Perhaps your own ship might need some adjustments, sir."

Cassian says as the salesperson hands over a datachip with a grateful smile.

[sticktothemission]

"True," Gabriel allows, offering a slight smile of his own as the chip is passed over.

He shifts his stance to something a little more guarded and drops his volume when he next speaks. "Actually I would be interested in upgrading my own weapons. Their power has been lacking as of late and I dislike drawn out conflicts. Do you have anything or know anyone that would give me an edge?"

[childofrebellion]

"What sort of weapon do you prefer?" The salesperson says carefully, "We have options and I can send you to those who specialize in modifying personal weapons."

[sticktothemission]

"Something..." Gabriel pauses and appears to consider his next words carefully. "Potent. Unexpected." He raises one eyebrow. "Not available to civilians."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian fades back to see what answer the salesperson gives.

They look around and then invite Gabe towards the back of the booth where they open a cabinet of specialized weapons, "None of these are for sale to the public."

[sticktothemission]

Gabriel allows himself to look keenly interested as he follows the salesperson over, going so far as to let out a low hum of appreciation when the cabinet opens.

"And these can be outfitted for personal craft? Or only personnel? I'm interested either way, but I am interested in both."

[childofrebellion]

"It depends on the weapon. This one's only meant for ships as is this one. They're too large to be used by one person while these could be with modifications."

At least two weapons almost fill the case with their size.

[sticktothemission]

"Plasma based?" He knows projectiles aren't common here and tries to think of the equivalent to penetration. He starts to put a little longing on his face, trying to show he's interested but still having to hold back for some reason. "What are they rated for?"

[childofrebellion]

The salesperson pats one rocket, "This is our best plasma torpedo, it will take down any shield as easily as cracking an egg. One of our most popular weapons for our ships. If you want something more handheld, I recommend our plasma wave blaster."

As the salesperson talks, Cassian makes careful notes about what's being sold.