How Much for the Synth in the Window?

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One benefit of being a syndic was that Thrass got to visit interesting alien worlds and have it charged as a business expense. Currently, he was negotiating a trade deal for the Mitth family, a deal that had to benefit a few ally families too, one of which was unfortunately connected to the Chaf family. The Chaf and Mitth were officially neutral towards each other, but that didn't change that there were certain Chaf family members that Thrass didn't care for.

Having some time for himself before his flight home tomorrow morning, Thrass chose to visit the street market, intending to buy a souvenir, and maybe something for Thrawn. Vendors sold jewelry, small toys, and even small paintings that could be put in an album. Thrass wondered if Thrawn would like a little painting, when he saw it.

Someone had a machine on display behind a glass container. It wasn't like any machine Thrass had ever seen. Thrawn had described droids to him from that time he'd visited the Inner galaxy, and that was the closest comparison Thrass could make to this. It had some wear and tear on it, especially with the synthetic skin it wore. It was a unique piece, one that didn't look appreciated as it was.

After negotiating over the price, Thrass bought the droid and somehow managed to get it into the cargo hold for the flight back to Csilla.

Once he'd settled back at the mansion, Thrass overlooked the stats that the droid's old owner had given him, which fortunately were written in a way that was easy to understand. After connecting a few loose wires and recharging it with an old speeder battery, he watched as its eyes lit up.