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((hehe, probably forgot to mention I'd be out of town for the weekend, sorry for taking so long to get this written out ^^; ))

Nodding, Bob thought for a few moments before replying, well, let's see, if I can't hold it at her place, perhaps I should meet this person at thier home? it might also give me insight as to thier stresses that could cause any other possible psycological problems....Natalia is neglecting to say something.... " um.....do what? good practice for what?" with a hint of humor in his voice, Bob continued, " if I didn't think I was so cute and cuddly I might think your trying to get rid of me...."

Jessica came up the steps of the temple, two OTs in toe behind her, though she didn't see the need. She was just going to tell the masters that the senators thanked them for their help in the ball and hoped they would help in further negotiations. Jessica felt it personally a waste of time for her, she had far more important things to do that play message boy, that's what recruits were for, not the OTs. Once she was half way up she gave an order for her men to go home and get some rest. Waving them off when they protested, telling them she didn't need a two heavily armed backups to deliver messages, noting that she was just as armed as they were.

Once she was finished climbing the steps, her men all the way down the temple steps by then. She got a tingle in the back of her neck. For an ordinary person, or even an ordinary soldier, that could mean nothing, but for Jessica, after years honing and learning to trust her pre-cog from the agumentations, she knew it ment one thing, 'look out'. She looked around, her slate blue, body forming OT suit responing to her mental stress by tensing up itself to stretch the fibers the added pressure to the interwoven strands of molecules causing them to strengthen, effectively making her suit projectile proof and able to take more than a few blaster shots point blank. She looked around her, trying to find out why her senses told her danager without anything to show for it, not even a scent or a sound beside the normal Coruscant traffic smells and sounds. Even so she decide to stay in front of temple, to see if something turned up, she didn't want to be caugth un aware....

((not a problem ^_^))
"I have some projects to finish and test before sending them to there buyers. As for what I meant by practice, its been a while since I've worked on droids." She said then realized that she had not in fact said the part Bob was questioning out loud. A small bundle of muscles near her left eye twitched briefly.
"Damn that's annoying." She though with a mental grimace. Getting along with people was hard enough for her with out throwing telepathy into the mix. Tacking evasive action before he could sense she was lieing she turned her attention back to the plans she had been sent.
"Huh, Sedgwick again I see." She thought as she studied the plans and began altering the prototype ship she had been sent. It was a new light frigate design by Nova corp. and as per usual it was a technical and structural nightmare. Despite having to constantly outsource to people like her they refused to listen to anyones recommendation that they fire the idiot responsible for the original designs. They built there reputation on employing the most brilliant organic minds in the galaxy and didn't mind covering up there idiot savants incompetence so long as they kept bringing the high paying contracts in.

"Yah, well thats what happens when they let an idiot play with the pretty pretty drafting program." Natalia said, despite having signed a stack of nondisclosure agreements almost as tall as her for arm.
"You should have seen what he did last time, in fact..." With barley a pause Natalia dug through her personal files and found one of the more interesting failures she'd been hired to fix. This one was far worse then the current one. Not only had he forgotten to include a viable life support system he had made the repair crawl ways four times to small and placed the shield generator smack up against the power core and engines. There were other more aesthetic problems as well like over sized corridors and undersized personal quarters but none of those were serious. All in all it looked like the person responsible had been trying to make an example of what not to do when designing a ship, not a marketable proto type.

Natalia blinked twice then couldn't help laughing.
"Only you could come up with something like that from that hodgepodge of garbage." She snickered, her sides started aching after a few moments so she tried to settle down but couldn't quite manage it.

With a smile, Bob replied, " well, if they really dont have the time, they probably have some kind of ritual or something to do, being a cult and all...so, I guess it's a waiting game until they do that eh?" As Bob begins looking over the various plans, he smiles, seeing possibilities for most of them, or a crash waiting to happen.

((aye, the entire reason we came to the temple thread was to get a meeting....so...there! xp ))

((OoC: Once again, very sorry for the slow response...my parents shoved me in the car and made me go somewhere with no internet...and yia, being with you and Bryce would be cool!))

"Well...okay..." Alyssa said shyly, then backed up towards Bryce.