Sev brought his arm back once XFE had finished with it. He examined what work she had done to it and elected to close his access panels for the time being. There would be time to tinker on the finer points later, but for now he just wanted back into some regular clothing. The only thing standing between him and his clothing was his legs, and XFE's confirmation that the odd sensations in his augments. It was no secret, the dangers in illegally modding one's mechanical limbs to go beyond set limits. He'd seen what his partner described happen to others who worked alongside him. It was a painful, slow death for a few and Sev definitely did not want to go down that road. The other issue with illegal augments was that they were much more difficult to remove from the body. If one wasn't proficient in dealing with them, they could easily kill their patient. And all for greater physical capabilities. It was more of a boon those above him rather than himself.
The beeping of XFE's scanner brought Sev back into the real world and forced him to look down at her. No irreparable damage, but the damage that was done couldn't be fixed on the ship. And another blow to the nature of his augments. Great. "I never asked to be tweaked. They were forced upon me while I was under anesthesia for my operations. Trust me, I could live without the enhanced capabilities if it didn't mean my life could end because I took a step the wrong way." Annoyed, Sev leaned forward and closed up the service panel on his leg. This would be enough for now. "I'll find someone to fix it at Tandal Station. Until then I'll just have to deal." With that, he stood and collected his undershirt and started for the back of the ship. "Thanks for the help. I need a shower."
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After four long days, the pair would be arriving to the general vicinity of Tandal Station. It was a long four days for Sev that he really felt like he'd spent by himself. XFE was not the best chatting partner and had been reserved on topics that were usually meant to break the ice. Other than discussing plans, the most she got out was about how long she'd being working. After the second day he decided to keep things strictly business between them. Most of the time he tried to take up with taking inventory of the ship's supplies and checking the extranet market for prices on each. As it currently stood, they'd make a cool half a million credits from the drone equipment alone. Double that if they could have caught the ship out before the actual drone was sent out. The communications equipment would net them a cool six hundred thousand as well. Those would be the two big money earners as the combined cost of everything that wasn't already with the ship amounted to around two hundred thousand credits.
The trip was otherwise uneventful. The only excitement was simply entering Tandal's transmission range and being hailed about their intentions on approach. Sev had them set up for a more expensive landing pad, which would make offloading their supplies cheaper in turn. But for now, they were stuck in line to land. Sev was upfront in the pilot's seat, sporting blue cargo shorts, a light grey t-shirt and red jacket above it, all of which were commandeered from the previous tenant's living quarters. He unfortunately could not go roaming about in his fancy armor mostly because of the cartel logos on it, he'd have to work on getting it redone while at Tandal. While he waited, he continued tinkering with his arm, almost getting most of the circuits, gears and other parts back into perfect working order. It was tedious work, but it helped pass the time. Aside from getting in and out of the station as fast as possible, his mind was stuck on grabbing a hot meal the first chance he got.
finding armor that isn't all about those boob shapes is difficult
