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tfln overflow for ~darkpride

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I never claimed to be otherwise.

[ He might've at one point been more defensive or withered under Dagan's disdainful gaze, but now it doesn't really bother him. Different times, different lives. Maybe if the Order hadn't fallen, maybe if he hadn't lost some of the mannerisms and teachings in favor of blending in on Bracca. Either way, it's the middle of the night - he'll be presentable when he's hasn't just woken up from a very good dream about the Empire becoming a fast food Empire instead of being a scourge on the galaxy. ]

They've been keeping their end of the deal. As long as the townsfolk aren't being bothered, then I've had no reason to go back on my word. [ a beat. The echo whispers and calls out. It had left an impression, and a powerful one. ] And if there was an Inquisitor here, I think we'd know by now but it is possible.

Put it down on the table.

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[ Dagan bites his tongue and makes a concentrated effort not to say how his shabbiness reflects poorly on him. As satisfying as a bit of petty yelling can be on occasion it will not serve him here in any capacity. He files his personal criticisms away for later, and slides the leg before the other Jedi. ]

From what you've said they do seem on a whole too dramatic and bombastic for even the illusion of subtilty. [ Says one of the most dramatic assholes himself. ] But even the slowest dog can learn a few tricks and if they've found out even a hint that something lays beyond the Abyss...

[ Dagan feels he doesn't need to even get into just How Bad that would be. He frowns, faltering just a moment as he tries to cross his arms only to remember belatedly it's difficult to do with only one of them. For all his poise there are moments where he still struggles. ]

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[ Cal lifts his shoulder in a slight shrug. Already his attention is drawn to the disembodied droid leg sitting on his table. He leaned forward, gripping the edge of it as he studied it. He's seen his share of droid parts, it's nothing new but he really is worried at what the answers will tell him. Another Jedi? But more likely it would be the Inquisitors; Fifth has had it out for him personally --]

They'd destroy it. Just like they do everything else in the galaxy. [ Illum, Bogano. Sacred places once held special meaning lost to their war machine. Hesitation gone, Cal reaches for the leg and Dagan and the room disappear in favor of the droid's last few moments of life.

Echoes, particularly of death or suffering are usually difficult for him. He's gotten better at not letting them completely take over, but usually the death or torment ones were enough to leave him on the floor. But it's not a human death and the droid feels no pain when the saber finally cleaves through it (Cal has perhaps felt the pain of dying more than any single person, and it doesn't matter how one goes, it's never painless).

Not before he'd gotten his answer. Snippets of a conversation and shocked whispers of other droids.

"There's something there."
"Don't know, go check it out, will you?"
"Me? Why me? Oh, fine."
"Is that a person? They're waking up."

Their sensors don't feel fear the way that a human does but it knows enough to know that the dark shape stalking towards him is Bad News. Red plasma blade disconnects it's legs, and then head from it's metal body.

And then he's back standing in his kitchen in his pajamas in the dead of night. Cal remains silent for a moment before raising his eyes to Dagan. ]

It's not the Empire.

But it's... I think we have a problem.