Jaxom sat in the spot he'd found. It was a maintenance walkway behind an outdated holosign. Probably more trouble than it was worth to replace or remove it. The location allowed for a clear view of the eastern approach to the printing press, while providing good cover. It also gave a good view of the city.

Some things had changed, but most of what he saw was familiar. This included the initials etched into the nearby wall.

JU + RK

A familiar clanking could be heard coming to the walkway, that of a b1 battle droid who has been a common presence here at the abandoned press. "Pardon me sir, would it be alright if I conducted my repairs while talking to you up here?"

"Absolutely." he smiled. "How were you damaged?"

"There were raiders in the Lower City that the others encountered while we were scavenging. Nothing too hard, but there were a lot of them. They used a flare to call their buddies."

In the empty streets the pair could see a (somewhat) familiar mandalorian walking towards the press

He took note of the Mandalorian.

"Raiders? The Lower City has always been dangerous. If you didn't get all of them, they may come looking for you."

"Wouldn't be the biggest concern of people hunting me. I mean, most people would assume I'm a piece of contraband."

The Mando looked around then disappeared in an alley. A few moments later he would reappear walking in the corridors of the printing press until he noticed the pair and moved towards a window slightly above them.

''Good afternoon''

"Hello there." Jaxom looked up. "A few minutes ago, you would have caught me staring at a wall again."

"Whoops, where are my manners. I believe introductions are in order. I am SCaT, or according to my new papers 3CaT. "

"What's the 3 for?" he asked.

"Unknown, I didn't bother to ask my 'new master' Mr. Tan about it. It is merely a technicality to attempt to hide my identity from the authorities. There is only so long an imperial would allow a droid to go without a mind wipe and for a b1 I think the absolute longest is 3 days. I pretend to be a completely different person and I might be able to avoid detection a little longer. "

He gave a nod ''At least now you can pretend to be on the lookout'' he turned to Scat right after ''How are you? Still banged up?''

"Doing better, repair patches do wonders ya know. Now I'm just double checking my circuits and using that as an excuse to 'relearn' some of the stuff I would like to."

He nodded ''Allright''

''Can I join you on your watch?'' he asked both of them

"Of course." Jaxom waved him down. "I'm curious about what you've both been up to."

Richo climbed out of the window and sat beside them

''For my part I have been clearing the lower city of gonks alongside Scat and a few others. I don't know what to do beside that'' he shrugged ''But hey...if you want a salvaged clone armor we can fix you up with one.''

"Scouting around this planet, getting a little familiar with the places before I start doing whatever it is we need to do. Reminiscing on the days I was gaining sapience."

"Armor might not be a bad idea at some point." He looked towards the press thoughtfully. "Once things are up and running, I'm sure we'll have a lot to do. The imperials will turn over every rock to find resistance elements."

''It is inevitable.'' he stated with a nod ''The Empire is making sure everyone knows how it intends to keep order.''

He sighed a best he could, considering

''What about you?'' he addressed the human ''How are you doing...what have you been up to?''