Naast'ika Laaran
Singing Little Destroyer
Naast'ika rested next to the massive construct in space. It was big and kinda round and he was connected to it by his starboard docking umbilical. Mr Larraq had brought him here under the promise that he would soon have new friends to keep him company and teach him how to be a good Mando'ad. Naast'ika was scared of the big thing he was docked with, but Mr Larraq had insisted that it was harmless and friendly.
When the little creatures began entering him, Naast'ika was both curious and afraid. Mr Larraq was gone and new creatures poured through every inch of him. They were on the bridge and in the hanger. They were next to his heart and they were filling all of his chambers. They were strange. At first Naast'ika had thought they were droids. They were covered in metal like droids. But his sensors told him that their insides were flesh.
Like him. Metal on the outside, flesh on the inside.
When the little creatures began entering him, Naast'ika was both curious and afraid. Mr Larraq was gone and new creatures poured through every inch of him. They were on the bridge and in the hanger. They were next to his heart and they were filling all of his chambers. They were strange. At first Naast'ika had thought they were droids. They were covered in metal like droids. But his sensors told him that their insides were flesh.
Like him. Metal on the outside, flesh on the inside.
