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He noted how the man perceived him through his analytical subroutines. Each subroutine was connected to his sensory input, and allowed him to monitor everything from heart beat, to facial expressions. Unfortunately, for the latter, this man was wearing a mask, and the mask was the only thing his sensors couldn't seem to bypass. Ascendant retracted his arm, and, if one looked closely, they'd notice various machinations attached to the droid. What seemed to be a laugh sounded off of Ascendant, and the five month year old droid pulled out a card for his credits. His 7 foot tall form would be capable of reacting within seconds, should Obake choose to assault him. Up in the atmosphere his superheavy cruiser was awaiting him to return, and it wouldn't be well noticed on any sensors. In fact, the stealth technology on it was sufficient enough to hide itself, should anyone attempt to find the cruiser.

"I am Ascendant. I send myself. If you are speaking of my creator, well, he and I are business partners... and friends." The droid replied, but remained motionless. Most droids would be looking everything over curiously, as their sensors were limited. Ascendant's, however, were not. Droids also didn't normally have other droids acting as servants.

"I have the currency with me now." Ascendant saw two droids exit his escort freighter from behind him, two IG-series assassin droids, but he kept focused on Obake. Shortly after those two exited the ship, his astromech droid followed behind them, and stood by Ascendant. Ascendant began to pet the astromech droid, as if it were a cat of some sort.