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  • Drawing out the interest that wasn't there before. (Open)

    "If you want to see them, make them want to see you."

    It is an old phrase that was, is, and always will be Apr├Ęs Peau in business. Meeting with an elusive individual, one who can bury you in red tape is never appealing if they have power over you. However if you bring something to the table that they might want then you have something special in the world of business, you have value. Sometimes those same people may not realize this without reminders, little nudges in the right direction that tell them what you want them to know and make them think that it is their own idea.

    Maybe that was why he was at a shooting range, he being Jonathan, or "JT" Tyler. He was holding a piece of polymer in his hands. By most textures and designs it was absolutely nothing special. However it did hold something of similarity to the armor used in some Imperial military gear, some Intelligence gear as well. Hooking it up and sending it down to the end of the chute he lifted a blaster. It was a DL-44 that looked to be modified, not much but enough to make it look unique. It was legally bought, all of the proper channels were taken and he holds every permit he can under Imperial law, there was no rule breaking coming from him so he could take some shots. Two shots was what he took, and those two shots shattered the piece of polymer.

    This wasn't a "smoking gun" (no pun intended) and just because a piece of material is made in a similar fashion to a piece of armor does not mean that this will be the same result with every two shots from a heavy blaster. What happened next though might be interesting, because he put up a different piece of plastic, one with the corporate logo of his company on it. Sending it down the chute and taking two shots at the piece, just like with the other, he smiled to see them absorbed. No, this was not some magical piece of material that could stop blaster bolts, there was damage, but it held up...

    ... and he held up a smile. If his tail was watching, then he should be contacted very soon, or end up tied to a chair and squinting after a bag is pulled off of his head at some black site.


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    Having grown up around firearms, the Mandalorian knew she had to get better with blasters and having been assigned this particular Stormtrooper II rifle, taking free time to get more familiar with it. Entering the booth, she loaded the eclip into the weapon and clicked off the safety, but before she was able to squeeze of her first round, Jezekel noticed the piece of polymer be destroyed by the pair of blasts. The report from the weapon was obviously a pistol, but a heavy one. She had learned enough from watching their platoon commander fire his at the range, but that one had a different sound to it. Lowering the barrel of her rifle, she watched as the second piece of obvious armor was sent down and then fired at, amazingly taking little damage as compared to the first.

    Switching her weapon over to safe, she slung the rifle over her right shoulder, barrel down and backed out of the booth. Walking toward the older male's booth, the young female from Gargon quietly watched as he made apparent mental notes on the test.

    "That a new armor you're testing," she queried, noting the pistol in his hand as well.
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    • #3
      Pulling the powercell from the weapon, rather than switch it to safe, as he brought the piece of polymer back through the shoot he shook his head. He didn't know her, but didn't see her as someone who was a corporate spy, if she was then she was inexperienced. He also didn't see her as Imperial government, she would have identified herself, she was a stormtrooper. Just a couple of pieces of plastic.

      Ir wasn't a lie, not at all. Just doing some personal quality control before the real testing begins. He wasn't going to go into detail, she didn't pay for it, nor did she work for him, but he wasn't going to be rude, he knew what it was like to be in her position. Tip about your rifle, let the sling carry loose and change your weapon discipline to point the barrel at the floor. It makes for easier reach when in a pinch. Not to mention, the safety has a tendency to brake in that position, the manufacturer never believed in durability, only stopping power. He offered a genuine smile, something he normally doesn't do.

      I used to be in the 385th, and then an S.C.* eons ago.



      *Storm Commando

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      • #4
        Nodding at the seemingly polite response, she then took mental notes of his suggestion as to how to carry the rifle. Glancing to it, she made the adjustments and recalled that many of the more seasoned Stormtroopers had carried theirs this way. It definitely made sense and she was then surprised to hear that he had been one of the more elite types of troopers.

        "Thank you," she grinned and bowed her head in respect. "Are you still in the army then?" Unsure of his position, Jezekel didn't watch the news very much these past few months either to know that he was a developer now and business owner. In fact, the only things that she had watched on the holo were history vids on the Imperial military.
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        • #5
          Not anymore, no. I'm a private businessman. Wooo hot hot hot.... Picking up the piece of polymer like a "hot potato" as it danced over his fingers. Still have a vested interest saving lives. Hopefully what I'm working on will change things for a lot of people, on a local and Federal level. Looking at the burn marks as well as the dents, he scrunched his nose for a moment and put it down, entering some notes into a datapad.

          When it's ready that is.

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          • #6
            "Hmm," she mused as his fingers singed at the touch of the hot piece of armor. "Be one of the more experienced ones to help with developing a new set, having been there already. I've heard most of the commando units adapt their equipment and vehicles to the mission, so that's a great background to have." She couldn't imagine the Imperial military would turn down having someone like him researching new ways to make their gear better. Mandalorian armorers had been perfecting their own designs for millennia and no doubt some of their designs had made it to the Imperial manufacturers.
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            • #7
              In some cases they do, in some cases they go with what they have. It was a true statement, SC's don't always go in with a lot of information, just an objective, the better ones don't even have an exfil plan sometimes. Taking a few more notes, he pulled a small hammer from the bag next to him and slammed the end into the piece of polymer, shattering it to pieces. Cleaning it up into the same bag, he began to take apart the blaster.

              My work though will hopefully affect more than Special Forces, even ground pounders need support to. He offered a wink knowing full well that she was a trooper by her weapon alone.

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              • #8
                She grinned, enjoying a fuller picture of the commando's life and how they operated now knowing that most of what she had heard through the grapevine had only been second or third hand. Typical, she mused. Secrecy was one of the things that kept them alive, no doubt. Watching him break down the polymer and then the blaster proved to her that he was a specialist, having recalled how the drill instructors had them break down their weapon blindfolded and then put it back together. Hopefully she would never have to do that, but having that knowledge would help when that time came.

                "I take it that new metal is lighter and can protect better then?" Except against hammers, apparently.
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                • #9
                  Still working on it. He offered with a sense of relief, it had been years, a couple of decades since he donned the white, or anything close but you don't really lose what's ingrained in you. He took some of those principles to his work, not all, but some, it gave him his edge. He wasn't going to give her details, as she probably wasn't looking for them anyway. He could give her hope for the future, at least his future that is. All the while not trying to let too much of his hubris show, only enough to show that he knew what he was talking about in more ways than one.

                  It's the hope that this is just the beginning of something that will elevate the safety, not to mention abilities of every trooper that wears it.

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                  • #10
                    She grinned quietly, appreciating the mind of armorers and weapon's makers. The clan had several that knew such trades, but the Mandalorian daughter had only learned war and she would remain in that mindset, perfecting her own trade as much as she could. Hopefully, in time, her abilities and knowledge would allow her to greater glories on the battlefield, but all in due time.

                    "Looking forward to seeing what you do with it then," she closed another step to his booth, having broken the ice with the veteran now. "Just out of curiosity, what made you decide to leave the Army?"
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                    • #11
                      As he put his weapon back into the same pack as the destroyed pieces of polymer, Tyler began to make more entries into the datapad. He noticed well enough the woman trying to close the distance between them. She was looking for something about him, not something she can use against him, but to look to her future. I realized that it was time to go into a different direction in my life.

                      It wasn't a lie, not at all, the former major realized that his life in the Empire was over when his battalion was assigned to securing Vanagor shipping and taking the CEO and his family into custody. When his tour was completed, he was done. He left the right way, didn't burn any bridges, but he didn't want to come back.

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                      • #12
                        Having been in such an elite unit, his reply surprised her. "I was born and bred for this life. I couldn't imagine anything else," she stated without hesitation. "Being Mandalorian, I guess it's in the blood." There being little else that she could imagine herself doing, having the challenge of combat before her, perhaps she was a bit crazed to have a place among her people. Though no one back home would chide her for that choice.
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                        • #13
                          I did important work, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't trade my career for anything. Offering for her to take a walk with him he slung the bag over his shoulder, an odd choice for someone wearing the uber expensive suit that he was, but C'est la vie. Looking at her weapon and reaching over, making a small adjustment to the strap that should make it a little more comfortable for her, he shrugged.

                          I met the love of my life, wanted to spend the rest of it with her. My priorities changed. Not a lie, just not the whole truth, he met Lena a few years later.

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