What Is Freedom? (Vaulkhar)

[Vaulkhar]

Vaulkhar peered about lazily, not quite able to see the designs considering the fact he was blind. Instead his attention shifted to Asajj where he allowed his gaze to settled. He was interested in her emotions at the moment. The idea of her new legs being ready for her soon had to be an exciting prospect. When he lost his arm on Balmorra it was quickly replaced by medical droids in the field. He was patched up within the hour and forced into the fray once again, beside his father. He couldn't imagine waiting for the ability to do all the things he took for granted everyday. Vaulkhar definitely found respect for Asajj, though of course he didn't say it. He likely never would.

He allowed his gaze to lazily drift after Designer.

[member="Designer"] | [member="Asajj Novar"]

 

[Asajj Novar]

"Designer I'm pretty sure it's right here." The Dathomir smiled faintly as she pulled up the plans, waving them in [member="Designer"] 's direction. She had noticed them almost as soon as she had gotten into the room. Casually she shrugged in [member="Vaulkhar"] 's direction. This seemed to be normal for her interactions with the space brain spider. Looking over the plans herself though she wasn't sure what to feel. They were impressive, but..

"They're not real.." She whispered. A mix of sadness and joy was the two emotions that filled her. Joy that she could walk again, and sadness from the fact that she was no longer whole. No longer herself. Shaking the sadness down though she smiled up towards the Node. "They look awesome."

 

[Designer]

“Oh! Of course!” Designer chittered sheepishly as she skittered down the webbing to stand on the table where the designs had sat. If a space brain spider could blush out of embarrassment, then thats exactly what theyd be seeing as the Node shifted from one leg to the other uncomfortably. “Sorry, Asajj... you know my memory isn’t the best..” she leaned in towards Asajj to apologeticly nuzzle against her hand, almost like she believed she had offended the Dathomir with her forgetfulness. In a split second though her attitude changed once more as Designer began to quite litterally hop up and down on the metal table, causing a racket as the wheels on the bottom screeched with the tables attempt to roll with no success, given the neural spider fibers that gummed it up from the floor.

“You like them Asajj? Yay!” Designer’s tone raised in pitch as she giggled happily, quickly spinning around in a circle a few times. “Im so glad you like them! The design is completely finished! So you just have to go get them fabricated! I wish I had the ability to do it right now by myself, but then my name wouldn’t be Designer!” All eight of the Nodes orange eyes closed tightly as she continued her gleeful tirade, prancing eagerly on the tables surface. The Node had been completely oblivious to her friends quick change in attitude as well as the fact that the Dathomir’s male friend still stood at the doorway.

[member="Asajj Novar"] [member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[Asajj Novar]

Asajj quickly nodded at [member="Designer"] 's enthusiasm, smiling wide. The node certainly had a way of bringing joy to the otherwise saddened Dathomir. It was as of the spider didn't see her for her wounds, much like [member="Vaulkhar"] does. Her violet eyes snuck a glance to the man as he stood in the doorway before turning back to her friend.

"That's great! How soon can you get them fitted and fabricated? It'll great to walk on my own again."