Private Spoils of War: Boz Pity

[The Battalion]

"If it is Genetic Modifications you require..." The Model 3 postulated as Kai Bamarri touched bases with Claudia. "We specialize in that also...you need not turn into a tree. I've seen the Force reverse and alter all sorts of things. Hell, you'd come out stronger than when you went in. Food for thought." The Soldier Droid said, watching them kiss before turning away.

Just then a Medical Nuetralizer Model 1 strode up wearing a metallic blue skintight catsuit. Her golden hair and too perfect skin immediately set her apart from many, but it was her unnaturally fluid, yet precise movements that would possibly clue Kai and Claudia in more than anything else.

"Hello, Organics, my name is Greta." The Bio Nuetralizer said to them with a friendly smile. "I was assigned as the Undesignated Female's caretaker and Guardian during your time working with the Matriarch, Undesignated Male. My orders are to keep her alive in the event of further Bryn engagement on the planet. I require knowledge of any immediate conditions she has that may require regular treatment. I have also been authorised to dispense to you these Bacta Vials for when you assist Darth Xiphos..." Greta said, holding them out for Kai to take.

"Hey, Kid!" one of the Model 3's called out, as they unloaded a large crate from The Shadow Bride. "You need Armor? Energy Shields?"

 

[Kai Bamarri]

Claudia simply shook her head in response to the Model 3’s offer. She had been seen by countless physicians, specialists, geneticists, and Force healers from across the spectrum. The Jedi had blamed her for their inability to mend her body, believing her soul itself must be tainted. The Sith had insisted that whatever had been done to her was for a grand purpose, to which she would “blossom” before the end. After all that, she had no desire to be meddled with any more, especially not by a terrorist group.

Then Greta arrived. Both Kai and Claudia could tell something was off about her, both due to her doll-like appearance and absence in the Force. Was she some sort of bio-droid? Despite the creepiness, Claudia rolled her eyes at the sight of yet another absurdly attractive woman in a skintight catsuit.

“Claudia,” she said. “My name is Claudia, and his name is Kai.” With their names out of the way, she answered Greta’s other questions. “I can’t walk, so I have all the problems associated with that. On the off chance my organs start failing due to botanification, you’ll have to deal with that too.”

Kai took the bacta vials Greta handed him, then turned as the Model 3s offered him gear. He cautiously approached the crates they were unloading, giving the items within a once-over, before plucking an energy shield generator from the crate and attaching it to his wrist. Anything else would only slow him down.

The Battalion​