The Droid and the Hermit (Karia)

[Kelictu Moreantu]

An old and quite frankly decimated C.I.S. Star Cruiser had been drifting along the Galaxy running on gravity and nothing more as it decays and breaks apart. Several droids, ranging from Battle droids, to Magnaguards, and everything in between, float around the ship as they all lay dormant and waits to be activated. One droid, VV7-0QZ, remained in a ball, stored in a crate labeled "Experiment 555: Human/Commando/Droideka Hybrid." as it floated around with all the other droids. At some point, this cruiser starts to drift to Dagobah, soon to become like a moon around it, stuck in its gravitational pull and create an orbit around it.

 

[Kiara]

"And one more time, I am sure my voice is clear, we do not serve mud as tea." A single droid head buzzed at the statement, instantly listing off a series of numbers before speaking in a loud and proud adult male's voice. "We will do as we do, sir." Kiara sighed and shut off it's power source, putting it back on the rack where it belonged with the rest of it's metallic body. Without a second thought, she sat on a dirt bed which actually served quite warm and stared forward at the wall of holoscreens, all blissed with the nature of Dagobah. She squinted a few times, then rested her head back and closed her eyes, waiting for a new idea to pop into her head. She would reset the whole programming, if only... it didn't take three months.​

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