(Open) A Friend of a Friend Sent Me, (Day 9, MA)

[Torr Po]

A lone hooded figure navigated the streets while keeping to cover. He makes his way to the abandoned store front. Checks his holo, looks around, shrugs, then attempts to enter. After failing the attempt he checked around the building at last going through the loading dock. "Ummmm," he scratches his head at the site of the resistance base, "I'm looking for Solark? I've a weapon that needs modding."

[Solork Tan]

Sol is hanging around the, err, Hangout after the planning meeting, running through a checklist on his gear. Someone taps him on the shoulder, saying that someone has come to the door.

"Looking for weapon mods? You came to the right place. Let me see"

[Torr Po]

Torr happily hands over the vibroknuckles and the mod (parts?), "So ehhh, I was told you would be hanging around these coordinates, but I wasn't exactly told what here is." He looks around, "Nice set up."

[Solork Tan]

"It's not mine. It's part of a... Let's call it "mutual group" The Gank chuckles from behind a Mandolorian style helm.

"Now let's see..." Sol looks over the parts. "Ahh, so you wanted the edge treatment on the blades of the vibro knuckles. It's a good idea, and it works on larger blades, but the angles are all wrong on essentially upgraded brass knuckles. But...if I go for a fresh build...I think I can make it just as good. You want the edge to get through armor, yes?"

[Torr Po]

"I do," Torr continues to look around bewildered, "Hmmmmm, I'm guessing 'mutual' political interests. If I'm guessing right I was hoping Jaxom would have introduced me to this place weeks ago." He chuckles, "But to be fair we kind of got side tracked."

[Solork Tan]

Sol snorts. "That guy? He has a habit of hanging around when things are interesting." The Gank's hands start moving, measuring Torr's and and firing up a blowtorch. "If I remember right, back on Kamda he managed to talk his way out of an Imp shakedown while I got my butt beat. How did you run into him here?"

Sol heats sections of a Durasteel hunk, forming holes and using the excess metal into wicked curved blades from the knuckles. He files the holes smooth before turning to the blades, using the materials in the kit to hone the edges to monomolecular edges.

When done, Sol hands his work over. "There, see how this feels"

D9-MA-Craft Brawl Weapon-Average Mechanics-Boosts from tools and Inventor: 1eA+2eP+2eB+2eD 2 successes, 2 advantage


Mod #1
Mod Brawl weapon- monomolecular edge, pierce #1: 1eP+2eA+2eB+3eD 1 success, 1 threat


Mod#2
Mod Brawl weapon- monomolecular edge, pierce #2: 1eP+2eA+2eB+4eD 0 successes, 1 advantage


Fist weapon created (160 credit cost)
2 Advantage used for Hard Point
2 Advantage used for Pierce 1
2 Threat for GM to spend

Damage: + 1
Crit: 3
Encumbrance: 1
Hard point used for monomolecular edge
Special: Pierce 2, Disorient 3

[Torr Po]

Torr tries them on and runs through a few forms. "Hmmm, heavier than I expected, but no matter I train with weights and honestly." He adjusts his form. "Ohhh I like these. Not what I was hoping for, but not at all bad. Perhaps even better than I could have hoped. Time will tell."

Torr pays the creds.

"Hah! At this point I forget how we met. I do know that we ended up squared off against one of the imperial crazies... no inquisitors." He says casually like it wasn't a do or die scenario. "the most recent business we were involved in was a back alley job with Nelk. But that was a busy day. Right before it I was fighting gonks outside of some hospital. Deonis was there if you know him."

He continues to play around with his new toy.