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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.