Welcome to Gaia! ::

Bob smiled and nodded, " then let's get ready for this job hmm? I'm sure we've got some kind of preparations to get going, we don't know what needs fixing, so we should probably have a wide array of stuff at hand...." As he spoke, Bob looked around the apartment, then moved off to his ship, gathering up his tools and throwing a tarp over the work in progress before heading back to Natalia.

Natalia did have a few preparations to make but they were in the form of enabling certain functions of her security system. The tools could wait until she knew what she was dealing with in her mind. Once six rolled around she checked the security camera and saw to her unaccountable dismay that the person had show up after all.
"Hello, please come in." Despite her unease Natalia hit the outer door release which would admit the person into the small room that served as a holding area and contained the second door that would admit customers to the shop proper. The weapons scanner was on and several signs announced that all weapons, functioning and otherwise, had to be placed in bins before anyone would be admitted into the shop. Droids had to be powered down and armor was frowned on but permissible.

Silverion shrugged. Obviously he wasn't supposed to carry any weapon through that point. Which is going to prove to be a little time consuming.



Nonetheless he spoke. He pulled back his cloak from the waist, revealing exactly six lightsaber hanging menacingly around his waist. he took the time to removed one by one. Leaving the last one standing where it was. Then he moved down to his boots. Took three smaller daggers out. He then reached to the back of himself. Concealed from others, he revealed yet another 2 larger lightsaber which look both threatening and heavy. He thought for a moment or so, then proceed to pull out his gaunlet, which was sharp and deadly, at the finger-tips. Considered a weapon many could argue. Finally he stopped. He knew that to him, anything is considered a weapon, from his clothes, to the pocket watch in his pocket, and amusingly his socks, or anything in the room they are about to enter. But of course they won't suggest him to strip will they? Plus they will certainly underestimate this force user.

He finally took the last lightsaber from his waist and pointed it out as a weapon that is not working.

He pressed a thin smiled.

((Neh. But I think you are sure what I am here for. Bob is rather Force capable.))

Silverion waited patiently for an entry. And he well know that Tarthar behind him had her mouth hanging out too.

Every lightsaber here has a symbol, a memoir, memory, and a weapon. The Sith red double ended lightsaber. Used from his early days as a Sith.

Three Jedi lightsaber, for his days as a Jedi. One blue doubled ended, another green double ended. And the last is a yellow single. He was then claimed ability to use two double ended lightsaber in the same time. A seemingly legend.

Then the last two, a newer silver bladed saber that is also called an all-rounded saber. Ability to stretch 2metres long, retract to a normal length, double ended, and so-on.

The two larger ones are Great Sabers. Not as good as the ancient one however, due to their heavier weights. Could stretch to 3metres long. But he normally only carries it around to train his back. Like carrying weight everywhere he goes.

Of course he trains to perfect his skills in handling all weapons. And usually fighting the enemy at their own weapons give them a de-moralising boost. He figured. It acts as both a taunt, and an expression of his ability.

Marx looked around at all the various shops around him, noone could really tell which way he looked because of his armor. He started to wonder where he could get a droid built for fighting.

"Thank you for complying. Please place the non functioning item in the blue receptacle." As she spoke a section of the wall paneling turned blue and slide forward revealing a drawer capable of holding a weapon the size of a heavy blaster rifle.
"Some people just don't feel complete unless there a walking armory no matter how much of a hindrance the extra weight is." Natalia said as she flipped the communicator to receive only again.
She felt increasingly nervous about letting the man and woman in but as long as they didn't break any laws and obeyed her requests she didn't have a reason not to.