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[5ame_heart]

 Fives has taken apart his armor.

Oh, not his armor, but a selection he requested from bar that consistts of the same trooper helmet he wears, including the additional outside scope that hinges down over the eye slit, and the vambrace that contains the wrist comms he's used to. He's also picked up a holoprojector.

He's laid it all out on the table in his booth and he's taking the electronics out of the various parts, alternating between handheld tools as he works. What he's after is sonething that can combine the martial technology he is familiar with, with the ability to consume what he's beginning to think of as 'media,' in ways that better suit the person he watches that media with.

He's basically making a VR helmet.

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[awkwardbot]

I spent a lot of time in Milliways in my room or the Library, but I checked my camera drones every so often to see if someone I knew was in the Bar. I saw Fives, with his armor laid out on a booth table. It looked like he was fixing it.

I went down to join him. “Hello, Fives. Are you trying to fix something?”

[5ame_heart]

"Hey SecUnit."

Fives, ever the snacker, has a bowl of some crispy fried root vegetable slices to his side. Any one else joining him would have the bowl pushes towards them. This time he pushes it away, towards the back of the booth where he can stop helping himself.

"Not fixing, more a mod." He holds the helmet up - as yet it's still pristine white, but he's removed a the side panels to make it lighter, and to give him better access to the inside.

"Adapting a holoprojector and comms into the helmet. Have a look, see what you think - can we can link this to your feed?"

He's tried, but he's also making it up as he goes along.

[awkwardbot]

I had a feeling that was weird and kind of uncomfortable, but I didn’t hate it.

“If you want to get on the feed, you’re going to need a feed interface,” I said. “I can get you one and help you set it up.”

[5ame_heart]

"That's be great." he smiles in gratitude that quickly becomes a grin. "Just emans we can watch things the way you're used to, rather than a weird combination."

It'll still be a weird combination, but Fives doesn't care how he watches Holos.

"I meant to ask you something, too. Can you do me a favour, with your drones?"

[awkwardbot]

“I’m okay with watching things on a display surface,” I said. (Especially a big display surface.)

“Do you need my drones to watch for somebody?”

[5ame_heart]

"Whatever works."

But he still thinks a feed would be nice. He's aware he only communicates with SecUnit in a limited way compared to what it's used to, and most of what they watch together doesn't translate to Fives' current tech. So - a helmet.

"Yeah," he says, in answer to the question. "Me. Or well, my face. Could you do that, so I'd know if one of my brothers showed up?"

[awkwardbot]

I thought it would be something like that. “Sure. I can do that.” And once Fives had a feed interface, I could use that to keep him from generating false positives.

“That’s pretty simple. Getting you set up with a feed interface will be more complicated. And most of the humans where I come from get access to the feed when they’re juveniles.”

[5ame_heart]

"Well, I am only ten years old," Fives jokes. "Probably counts as a juvenile in a lot of cultures. And I'm still a quick learner."

[awkwardbot]

Most cultures in settled space don’t make their juveniles do combat duty. (But maybe it’s because they have bots and constructs like me for that kind of thing.)

“I’m going to say you’re not, because otherwise I’ll have to set up parental controls for you, and honestly nobody should trust me to do that.”

[5ame_heart]

Apart from the inorganic bits, Fives pretty much is a construct like it.

"Alright," he chuckles. "It's too late to start giving me a parent at any rate. What's the complication?"

[awkwardbot]

“There are two, actually. One, setting it up involves a lot of biometric scans, which you’d normally get from a MedSystem. Which we don’t have.”

That wasn’t the really sticky part though.

“Two, you need to be associated with a recognized political entity from settled space. Which normally requires using a government system from that political entity. I can use something else for the med scan, but giving you a citizenship ID or making the feed interface work without one will require a hack.”

I could make it work. I was pretty sure I could, anyway.

[5ame_heart]

"I've been meaning to sort out the medbay here anyway," Fives says, musing out loud.

"When I came in from Orto Plutonia there looked like there had been a bacta tank in there before. The place is kind of sparse, it could do with some decent tech. Something that can do a good scan would be good."

[awkwardbot]

"I guess we can take a look. There's something in there with a bed and a big screen that I think is a diagnostic scanner."

If there was just something that could get the right data, and had a display surface, I could screen-scrape it and enter it in the kind of biometric file the feed interface needed.

[lastskywalker]

It's been a while since Kylo has found himself in Milliways. He's been too busy on the other side to think much of it. But today he enters during some of his downtime, grabs a cup of caf and then takes a good look around the room.

His eye falls on Fives and, hmm, some of that armour looks familiar. He can't quite place it, but he's certain he's seen something like it before. He strides over to the man.

"What are you doing?"

[5ame_heart]

"Hmm?" Fives glances up, and smiles the easy smile of someone hwo has no idea Jedi come into his off-duty bar place.

"Adapting a spare helmet for media viewing," he answers, holding up the helmet in question. "Repurposing military equipment for R&R."

Technically theft and possibly a court martial offence. He's sure he's fine.

[lastskywalker]

Kylo generally doesn't really care what military do in their time off, unless they're defecting to the Resistance, so prodding into this man's affairs is purely curiosity.

"Did you get permission from your CO?"

[5ame_heart]

"No," says Fives, cheerfully blase about it. "But if he asks about it I'll just make him one. Guy could use some downtime."

Poor Captain Rex has to deal with Skywalker. He deserves a holo marathon.

[lastskywalker]

"It's not usual, what you're doing." Which means it's probably not allowed.

"What made you decide to do this?"

[5ame_heart]

No but lots of things aren't usual, and clones do it anyway.

Fives tilts his head curiously, regarding the man addressing him.

"One of my friends here watches a lot of media through its feed. I wanted to do something we could share - link up for communication."

[lastskywalker]

He watches the other man as well, reaching out to briefly touch the armour with an ungloved hand.

"Media? You want to talk to each other."

[5ame_heart]

The part he reached out to is a vambrace, dissected so the wrist comm unit can come out and be re-inserted into the skeleton helmet.

"That's it," he agrees. "No point to R&R on your own."

[lastskywalker]

Kylo would argue there's plenty of reason to R&R on your own, but that isn't what's important here.

"Is it someone from here you're planning to talk to?"

[5ame_heart]

Typical only child, obviously.

"Yeah," Fives says. "We could use regular comm channels for talking back home."

Clearly.

[lastskywalker]

Obviously.

"Can't you just see each other here?"

[5ame_heart]

"Sometimes," Fives says. "But there're lot of rooms in this place, you don't want to waste too much time looking."

Actually SecUnit is easy to find: it's in the library.

"Why are you so interested?" - 'invested' is the word Fives means really. He seems very invested in Fives' communication with his friends.