Lysa was kickin it around the base, the head honcho was back in town and there was a big feast later to celebrate. In the mean time she was relaxing after getting done working on her armor, the utility arm was nimbler than ever and her knife was about as sharp as a knife could get.

Now she lounged in a common area rainbow colored hair pulled back in a ponytail, tank top with a few grease smudges on and her leg armor still covered her bottom half as she kicked her legs a little flicking through her data pad.

All across the base the Rebuilders were alive with energy. Since Mandalore returned Praxton and Orar's bickering has only quieted but never stopped. Leaving many of the Rebuilders trying to simply look busy, and be busy, to avoid getting tangled up in anything. Of course, it was that or maybe everyone actually wanted to get the work done that needed doing- couldn't be right?

Nah, not if you were Vron. Different things concerned the man that loves to inform others of his very name: Vron. Blonde headed mop of a bastard he was there was always a breath of energy when he came into a room. Energy that wafted right up and over toward Lysa. Plopping down hard in beside her, already mostly turned in her direct, he rests in against the back of the couch they were both on. Waiting a couple seconds to settle in before:

"Hey, so I need a favor."

Nothing like getting right to the point.

Lysa turned to him a bit as he plopped, she may or may not have been a conundrum to him if he was used to people finding him attractive because she usually seemed utterly uninterested in his looks.

"Hey there blue eyes" it was unclear if Lysa actually knew his eyes weren't blue. She looked up from the data pad "need something that once existed to no longer exist? Or for it to exist in far smaller pieces than it used to?" People didn't usually ask for her help unless they needed something blown up, or someone or someones killed.

She tilted her had to the side as she regarded him waiting for his answer.

"Do you like Bura?" he asks, straight faced and with that stupidly charming smile. Even if she didn't much care, he still wore it. One might even come to suspect that Vron didn't much care whether others found him attractive or not either- and that would be a surprising notion considering how much work he put into his own appearance.

Lysa giggled a little "yeah of course I do! Don't think I've quite made a secret about that little fact."

Her head tilted again "but you seem to have been going straight to the point and now taking some turns. I know you and Bura are tight from back in the day, childhood chums or something like that. What do you need me to do involving her?"

"Just keep an eye out for anything.." he snaps twice off to the side, trying to job his own memory on the precise word.

"Weird? Yea, let's go with that one. Not really weird of course, just a bit weird- off. Bura got some kinda history she doesn't talk about with the Empire and seems she's been clouded by it lately. Just.. be there for her? She might not ask, but she'll need it."

"Uuuhhhh ok." Was all she could really muster at the request "I mean, yeah I plan on being there for her. we all got our space worms in the closet after all, not a lot of us with squeaky clean pasts ending up here." She said smiling.

"Good-" he says, half-chuckling, "good. I mean, she's a tough as nails kinda gal but everyone's got a weak spot huh? Just- she'll need the eye. Maybe someone to tell her that not doin' a thing might be better, or," he shrugs. "Whatever, I'm gonna go- stay crazy Lysa lovin' the energy," he says, and snaps a finger as he pushes off and away from the couch. Standing back up, only waiting to see if she'd say anything more before departing.

"I don't know any other way!" She said with that same easy smile. There was a time when she'd have stuffed his toilet with detonite or put gel explosives in his hair products for calling her crazy. But she's past that now, she embraces her own brand of manic energy that others don't always understand.

"But hey Vron, why aren't you doing this? You don't think she'd listen to you? You guys go way way further back than we do." Her eyes gained a sharp, searching focus as she looked at him.

"Oh- she already got herself marked as 'not as good as me' but.." he looks her over, doesn't continue that line of thought. Pivoting to his stronger placement, "I'm only one guy, eh? Much as I care about Bura more than anyone else here- and kriff off if you think different, eh?" he says with an easy smile. "But I can't be everywhere all the time. Bura needs people around her right now.. more than she really knows, so just keep the eye out for me eh? Take it from me that she needs it."