#kazouk

~They brought him home... They really brought him home.~ Kazouk blinked, looking at his brother. He wasn't sure what he was feeling and neither was anyone else now aboard the shuttle. He was so use to hiding his reactions by now that it was second nature, it was more of an attempt to frown, smile, or anything in between. It was all part of the jobs he'd held in the past, not that it matters as much anymore.

They all looked like they had gone through hell and made it back. There was a look of torment in some of their eyes from a casual glance he made around the deck. Some still looked ready to tear one another's eyes out. Kazouk had dealt with Sith playing mind games but this looked to be on a whole other level.

A loud clank snapped him out of thinking. The sound drew his eyes on to what may have been... No, was a droid. It looked like a human having an epileptic seizure, it's systems trying to power on but the lack of intact circuitry failing to make it happen. Kazouk knew what was coming next as Aurhia approached him.

"Don't tell me.... Someone thought he was a problem and so now I need to fix their mistake." He said, a knowing smirk spreading across his lips. Aurhia looked to have been caught off guard, probably having spent some time trying to think of the best way to word it to avoid agitating Kazouk. He appreciated the gesture but it wasn't necessary. She nodded, giving him a half smile, it would have been a full one had it been under different circumstances. "leave him on the shuttle and I'll take him to my Freighter for repairs. I don't have much credits or parts so I hope you can cover it's costs." His tone flat, more facts being stated void of anger.

Kazouk then turned around, walking back in to the cockpit of the shuttle, closing the door behind himself. For the duration of the trip most were quiet besides Saam. Even with the door sealing most of the sound he could hear the disgust and hatred that came from the backroom. ~Spending two days on Oricon.... Let's hope something can be done to fix what you've went through Saam.~ 

The return trip was much easier. First stop was with the Death Trap aboard a space station, letting Aurhia and Saam transfer ships. The second was on Republic fleet's Carrick station. This is where old man Chaffis, Leiylla, both former Nexu officers said their goodbyes as they walked out with France, a rookie to the Sokan Defence Force that Saam was expected to serve under. That's if he ever recovered from his deranged state of mind.

The next hour passed by slowly. Having to contact Tinny, his protocol droid to come and help with carrying what remained of SeeZee back to his ship and wait in the meantime.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed SeeZee still twitching on the hull of the shuttle, he shook his head walking closer to get a better look. No one had bothered to do anything about it, his power source would deplete if this kept up. With an agitated sign he slipped on his gloves to avoid his implants or himself from being harmed by any loose sparks coming out of the droid. Kazouk raised his fist and banged the side of SeeZee's frame. There was a click and the back of the frame looked to have popped off. He turned the droid around, looking over the damaged area.

This wasn't a model Kazouk was use to tampering with so he needed to learn the layout first. Luckily for Kazouk the droid seemed similar to most battle droids in layout of components, he's messed with the Imperial Security variant more times than he could count now that he thought about it, he chuckled in response thinking back at it. Eventually Tinny arrived with a simple carrying platform, ready for transport of SeeZee.

Within an hour he was in Kazouk's room sprawled on the table. He had connected the memory core to his datapad, running scans to see if there was any damage. In the meantime he was cleaning the external components so it would be easier to assess what needed to be replaced and what could be repaired.

Another hour passed and now he was taking a caff break thanks to Saeta having walked in with a mug. It's the small things that she did that helped. The scan was complete which had eased the man somewhat, knowing that the droid at it's core would be the same regardless of the replacements. His motivator was scrapped as were his sensors. He was curious at this point want the real Oricon was like, without the force manipulation surrounding the planet courtesy of the dread masters.

So he set to work, rewiring SeeZee's systems. The more of the acquired Czerka model he saw the more he started to appreciate it's simplicity. It was clear that the model had it entered the markets would be a high end battle droid. ~No wonder Saam nabbed one for himself after the Adjudicators took over the CZ-198 complex.~ He smiled at the thought. Before long SeeZee was ready to be rebooted.

Kazouk flicked the switch, watching SeeZee come to life. "This... this... This is Czerka Battle droid model number Fifty-one. Visual sensors offline, audible sensors online, cybernetic neural sensors online. Language systems and translation algorithms active. If you can hear me please identify yourself." SeeZee spun his head from side to side much like a blind man trying to see again. Kazouk smiled, placing a hand on the droids shoulder. "SeeZee... I am Kazouk Zolak, my brother is your commanding officer. We have recovered you both." He responded slowly. The smile was more to do with being pleased at his own progress but that didn't matter.

SeeZee turned his head towards Kazouk, tilting it to the side in an attempt to look curious. "Inquiry: Where is Commander Zolak?"

Kazouk chuckled, shaking his head as he lifted his hand away from the droid. He reached for a spanner before going back to repairing SeeZee. "Loyal droid aren't you? I'm sure if he was in your place he'd as the same. Saam was recovered as well... He is being taken back to heal. I'm sure you have files on the effects Oricon has on organics. Now... I thought while I repair you we could maybe talk regarding what happened on Oricon and what the planet is like. I have many questions to ask."

SeeZee shook his head. "Concern: Much like Commander Zolak, you do not follow procedure regarding top sec-"

"You will give me at least this bit after having organized this search and rescue for you both." Kazouk said, sounding rather agitated at this point.

"Submission: Very well.... Beginning scans of recorded files."

He turned around to see if it was Aerro, Lime, or... of course, it was Saeta. The usual look of concern was on her face as she gripped the side of the entry way, leaning against it with an oh so innocent look. "Everything alright?" She inquired.

He couldn't help but smile briefly, nodding to her in response. "Hit another brick wall so to say... Not sure how to bypass the encryption on this partition of the data core. Maybe if I decide to open up the casing I can see if...." His eyes lit up as he slowed his speech to a halt. Immediately turning around to his work.

Saeta smiled, seeing him back at it. She left without saying a word, knowing better than to bug him while he's focused.

Kazouk by now had grabbed his multi-tool, using it with great care to expose the insides of the data core. After a few minutes it was off to the side, Kazouk now occupied with following the internal cables to find the proper partition. ~Let's hope it's not one of the latest models, the spike definitely wouldn't work on it then.~ He then reached to the right side of his work station, flicking on the stationary scanner before turning to his console. A low hum started to fill the room as green lines danced over the internal components of the core.

Kazouk was anxious at his point, having taken off one of his gloves he had fallen back on his old habit of biting the skin around his finger nails. A cheerful beep indicated that the scan was complete. His head shifted imminently to his console, looking over the results with a pleased grin. ~Got you now...~

A moment later he had slid the physical partition out of the case, slowly guiding it back on to his work station. He scanned the exterior for any sockets to input his spike in to. As it turned, he noticed a red light that continued to flash. His eyes widened, his fingers reaching to the attached device. He yanked until it released, throwing it to the ground before bringing his foot down on it. Stomp after stomp until the light ceased to function.

"Tinny! Get the ship moving to Republic space! NOW!" Kazouk yelled towards the hall. There was no verbal response, only the sound of a droid clanking it's feet closer to the room and then past. "Feke!" He spat out, shaking his head. ~I should have checked the core before bringing it on. You know how to handle this... relax.... relax... You're on the right track and for now you need to focus on one thing at a time.~ 

He sighed once more, leaning back in his work stool, running his hands across his face and back over his hair. "Let's just... input the spike, find out where Saam parted for from Kauti space and go from there Kazouk.... relax." He thought out loud, having now plugged in the spike.

He shook the thought out of his head, his smile fading once again as he looked back to the data pad. "You don't even know what you want..." He muttered to himself as old logs scrolled across the view screen. "You've got two extra mouths to feed on top of keeping Tinny maintained and not to mention the ships costs as well as supplies. Jack of all trades but which of them are safe to even use now? Hmm." 

Tapping his chin, he paused for a moment turning to look to his sleeping Saeta. "Let's see what she can do and then make a decision, no other choice really." He nodded, once again looking over his old logs.

Brows furrowed, memories coming back to him. "SerraTek... Imperial Balmorran Conquest whatever they called themselves.... I... need to work for myself. No darts in the back and no worry of being left to die. That's how it'll have to be." Kazouk slid out of bed, placing the datapad to the side after he had turned it off. He strolled over to his storage unit, the only sound in the room being his bare feet on the steel floor.