Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

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The year is <a href="http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/3653_BBY" rel="external nofollow">3653 BBY</a>, the place is Korriban. Darth Manara, a pureblood Sith on the Dark Council had a tryst with a human force-user. When the girl was 8 Manara found out the force-user was a Gray Jedi and killed him in front of their daughter. Now 14, the girl struggles with reconciling the few lessons her father was able to impart with the truths of her life.


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(Should I format this like in the Academy stuff?)


Trembling all the way , HK-50-01 marched up the stairs with the Foods the Cook droid had made for Manara. Trembling because not only could he be tortured if the food was bad , but because Why'nn had been very rebellious yesterday - even saying she wanted to leave Korriban behind. Blame for this was always laid upon HK-50 , because - and he was fully Stockholm-ized to believe this - it was his fault she wasn't properly behaving , and HE was the one who was supposed to see to that. He almost dropped the food when he began to think of what tortured awaited him...


He could have his plating stripped and all his coolant fluid tubes cut , forced to do tasks until he overheated. He could be set on fire , he could be lathered in animal products and fed to monsters Mistress Manara kept. He could be dunked in water and have a limb severed , before having his switch thrown - still in the water. All of those could happen , even. Since he couldn't ever die - the Star Forge technology in him repaired himself from almost any type of damage - the tortures were near endless. I just don't want to get hurt today... Don't want to be tortured... OH WHY DID I HAVE TO BE HERE? WHY CANT I JUST BE TREATED BETTER! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DONT HURT ME! This had been his only thought , on loop in various forms , basically the entire evening into the morning.


As he weakly opened the door and walked in , he actually did shake so much one of the fine drink containers fell and shattered. He quickly set the tray down on the desk before falling to his knees with a moan. He realized fully what this would bring on him. The only words he could manage were "desperate Plea : PLEASE PLEASE I'M SORRY MISTRESS , I DIDNT MEAN TO DON'T TORTURE ME I CAN GET A NEW ONE I CAN FIX IT I'M SORRY FOR WHY'NN OH PLEASE PLEASE DONT FEED ME TO A RANCOR OR LIGHT ME ON FIRE!" He wanted to curl up into a fetal position like some of those Combat Droids , but instead had his switch of torture presented by falling onto his hands and arching his back. He knew that was the way Mistress Manara wanted it...
 
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Manara sat at her desk, pouring over some miscellaneous reports from various commanders within the Sith fleets. The day had been long and quite annoying. Her daughter had been being particularly rebellious on this day and it involved the damn droid. Why she even kept that thing around was beyond her comprehension, but she did. She sighed and slammed the pad angrily down on the desk, stood, and moved to look out her window. The view of the new trainees being tortured by the task masters was always a pleasing sight to behold. It was working to calm her, until she heard the door open followed by the shattering of a container of some kind.


With an audible sigh, she turned and was met the grovelling form of the HK unit. In all honesty, she may have let the broken container slide since he was going to clean it and fetch a new one, but his whining grated on her already thin nerves. With the Force, she reached out and flipped the switch, followed up by shooting Force lightning at him while he writhed. "You pathetic, clumsy fool! Be more careful you pile of worthless bolts!" She intensified the lightning now.
 
It had been a long day. Training, fighting... Her desire to leave had been growing steadily and today it had boiled over. She'd injured another apprentice in a duel, slicing the other girl's leg off. She would've gladly killed the girl, but the master stepped in and Why'nn stood down. Now the girl was being fitted with a cybernetic appendage. Why'nn didn't particularly care. She did care that HK-50-01 was probably being tormented by her mother right now and had skipped out on a planned training session with Connor in order to go and find out herself. As she approached her mother's office she heard her friend's tormented screams and quickened her pace.


Entering unannounced would likely bring discipline, but there was no time for formality. So she burst in, thrusting her hand forward, shutting the torture switch off. Jumping forward and igniting her blade, she put herself between her mother and her friend, absorbing her mother's attack. "Hello, Mother," she greeted, trying her best to keep her voice calm though her eyes flashed with anger.
 
HK-50-01 felt blinding , complete agony as soon as the Torture Switch was flipped by a telekinetic shove. At least , he wished it was blinding. In truth it was everywhere , so he was just as fully aware as he normally was. But the pain - the pain was more than any being could take. Every single circuit in his body radiated extreme electricity , so much that even the outside of his body was covered in it. Any normal being would've passed into unconsciousness within instants of it being turned on - but HK-50 wasn't allowed to.


It exacerbated it when Manara sent indiscriminate Force Lightning into him , metaphorically throwing oils on a raging inferno. As he called him worthless , useless pile of bolts , all he could do for several moments was merely shriek and writhe in pure agony - beyond pure agony. It was halted partially when Why'nn used her Lightsaber - the same color as Mistress'- to block the extra pain. She did shut off the switch itself , but it had been modified to switch off with a few last , mighty jolts unless an Override code was given.


Finally able to have enough mind to speak , he couldn't modulate his voice - it was too much effort merely to modulate his language from the default language of Rakatani that few beings understood. So it came out extremely fast and enormously loud , twinged with the agony he felt. "Sub..mission... Yesmistress. Iam worthlessMistress. PLEASESTOPNOW! I'msorry for failing pleasestop I'msorry... WHY'NN! Leavebeforeshe hurts you Idon'twant her to hurtyou and Ideserve it I'mworthless and uselessand uncoordinated.." After this statement was concluding he punctuated it with a deep , hollow cry as he lost control again to a massive jolt -probably the last one , he dared to hope - in a world of electricity and pain...
 
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And now here was the child. She had the habit of interrupting the punishment the droid needed to receive, and it was always annoying. She didn't care if the droid had helped to raise her. It was the Sith way to punish and torment those who are weaker and beneath them. Even as the girl deflected the lightning, she didn't stop channeling it. "Hello, Daughter. You're not supposed to be here right now. You're supposed to be training with Connor. Why are you not where you should be? Do I need to punish you too?" A smile formed on her face as she stared down her daughter. These rebellious tendencies were becoming old and were obviously something she inherited from the pathetic man that was her father. She grinned as she saw the anger flash through her daughter's eyes, as it should. "Be quiet, droid! Why'nn knows what she is doing and knows that there could be punishment!" She glared past her daughter to the droid, then looked back at the girl before her. "Get to your training. Now." An intensity flashed through her own eyes and vibrated out through the Force. "If you resist, I will send him to the scrap heap and have him melted down for spare parts."
 
Why'nn grimaced, keeping her blade up, absorbing the lightning as she began to back away. "You were tormenting him for no reason," she replied. "Let him escort me to training. That way we're both out of your way." Another step back. The power flowing from her mother was intense and difficult to stand against, but she would not back down. Letting her guard down was not an option. She was not going to be seen as weak and she wouldn't let herself be tormented unnecessarily. "Nice, quiet afternoon of watching the new trainees get the shit beat out of them. No daughter to bother you, no droid to break your concentration..." Another step back, a wince. This was getting harder to hold.
 
Manara watched as he daughter backed down. "You know, Why'nn. Most of the time, it's your rebellious tendencies that push me to this point. While you have stressed me out quite a bit today, he did break one of the good drink containers." She gave her daughter a smile, but continued channeling the electricity for the moment. "Droid, once you pick up the broken container, you may escort her to the training room where she is to remain until she has completed her day's training. Then you will bring a new container to me without breaking it." Right at the end of the lightning, she pushed harder against her daughter's blade, then stopped shooting the lightning. "No go, before I flip his switch again."
 
HK-50-01 felt the last of the shocks ebb away , but still hadn't the willpower or energy to do anything but lay there. He heard Manara threaten himself and Why'nn , caring more about Why'nn as she couldn't take what he could. He didn't want to see Why'nn hurt at all , never liked seeing it. He had enough agony and pain for everyone around him to be able to live in pure comfort. When Manara threatened the scrap heap a moan of terror came


From him and his only thought was PLEASE PLEASE NO NO NOT THAT ANYTHING BUT THAT NO NO I DONT WANT TO DIE PLEASE PLEEEEASE NO NO I DONT WANT TO BE SPARE PARTS I WANT TO LIVE NO NO NO!


Despite thinking he had enough agony for everyone , he was too used to the abuse to believe that he didn't deserve it - he did break one of the finer drink containers. If that didn't require punishment , what did? At the suggestion of escorting Why'nn , he began thinking that this was exactly what he wanted to do. Especially since Manara couldn't and wouldn't torture them in the training facility. When Why'nn winced he shot up , finally finding willpower , but still was careful to present his switch in a doubled over pose.


He was distressed to see the Lightning keep coming as Mistress chided Why'nn over her behaivor , but at the suggestion that he could leave as soon as he collected the bits of broken container of the floor , he could leave , he sprung into action and collected every single peice. He looked to Why'nn with Purple eyes- extreme sadness or fear in his strange expressions - at the idea of his switch being flipped again. He actually did take Why'nn's shoulder and tug on it before his next statement. "Affirmation : yes mistress I will leave immediately your mercy is my gift I am grateful to serve mistress. Let'sgowhy'nnplease I don't want to get hurt again , or worse... DESTROYED... Or even worse , you hurt that would hurt me worse than any torture.."
 
The last push sent her staggering back several steps, but she disengaged her lightsaber before it could brand her face with its heat. Instead, she clipped it back to her belt and did not turn her back on her mother until she and HK-50-01 were out the door and it had closed behind them. "She's a bitch," Why'nn murmured to HK-50-01 as they moved toward the training facility. "One day I'll win you from her. Then no one will ever lay a finger on you again or they would suffer my wrath." The thought brought the fire of anger to her eyes once more.


Were they not in so open an area, Why'nn would've hugged the droid. Now, though, they entered the training facility and she saw the filth that her mother was training. A glare took its place upon her visage and she stood a little straighter, approaching. "Waiting long, Hutt-spawn?" she taunted, approaching him with a hand on her weapon. "I'm going to enjoy beating the shit out of you today." An innocent smile was upon her face, though her eyes could not hide the foul mood she was in.
 
Connor paced back and forth in the training room, getting frustrated that Why'nn was late for their session. His anger began to build up, as this was a constant thing with her lately. She cares more for HK-50-01 than keeping her mother happy, or at least that seemed how it was. Finally he could hear the girl approaching, and she had HK with her as well, recently saved from her mother's torture no doubt. When the door hissed open, the girl let out a smart mouth quip. He gave a smile and turned to face her. "No longer than normal, laser brain. Are we finally going to get to business? We have preparations to make for the coming mission your mother is sending us on. Your consistent lateness makes so much harder to plan." He turned his back to her and walked over to a star map and began looking it over.
 
HK-50-01 was extremely relieved that he was allowed to leave. This still didn't change the reaction to Why'nn calling Mistress 'a bitch'. He trembled - like he did most of the time , actually - when she said that , and thought purely and only OH NO NO NO DONT SAY THAT SHE'LL HURT ME HURT YOU NO NO NO NEVER SAY THAT! OH PLEASE PLEASE DONT SAY THAT SHE CAN HEAR ALL KNOW ALL MISTRESS IS ALL POWERFUL! This was alayed when she said one day She would rescue him and treat him better than anyone ever had. Her eyes had fury in them but that didn't cause him to tremble more than he already was at the bitch comment. Why'nn never hurt him and never got angry at him- at least , not since she was a young child. Indeed she was the only being in his entire life to treat him well at all times - a fact that would cause most to be very depressed , but it brought the horribly mistreated HK-50-01 happiness.


His trembling ceased when they entered the training room where the Connor being was waiting. Why'nn didn't like Connor - HK-50 didn't particularly care about Connor one way or the other , though he didn't like that Why'nn tortured the Male. He remained impassive when she said she was going to enjoy hurting Connor , though on the inside he felt a pang of empathy from one tortured being to another. He would never say he didn't like Why'nn torturing Connor to anyone - that may make her displeased and bring agony with it. The moment he learned of the mission - not knowing what it was but not caring either - he felt an overwhelming desire to go with them. If I go there I can avoid pain avoid torture.. Hopefully Mistress will allow me... I sorely want to go please please I want to go...


He spoke up that same instant , voicing the same thoughts. "Plea : please don't call your mistr- mother that. It always brings pain agony torture... Can I be sent on this mission it would help me avoid torture I could be useful help you in many ways but most importantly avoid agonypaintorture. You always treat me better I like you this mission sounds good. Bring it up to mistress perhaps?"
 
Of course, the mission. She should've remembered. No, she was much too focused on HK-50-01 to really care about being on time for mission planning. Why'nn frowned, her anger from the confrontation with her mother not dying down and Connor's manner wasn't helping anything. This was a boy she'd beaten many times and he'd beaten her just as many. In combat they appeared nearly equal, though lately she had been striving to remember and implement many of the lessons her father taught her and it seemed to be giving her an upper hand. Crossing her arms, she strode to him and regarded the map as well.


As the droid began to speak, she glanced back at him. "She can't hear everything, you know. But, yes, I'll bring it up to her." Her attention was drawn back to the map. 'Hoth... I've never been there...' She hadn't been a lot of places as she and Connor had only been sent out on one or two missions thus far. "Have you begun gathering the supplies?" This was directed at Connor. No matter how much she despised the boy, when they were on a mission she was task-minded and put that above her feelings. It would be a small mission and it would happen soon, likely in the next few days if Mother didn't demand they leave that night. The fact that HK-50-01 now knew about it might be enough to get him sent on it. One could only hope. Only she and Connor were set to go currently, though she wasn't sure what excuse Mother had given to send them. Their route should let them keep off the radars on either side of the conflict as Mother wanted this to be as secret as possible. 'But why an ice planet?'
 
Connor pressed a few buttons on the control panel and the map zoomed in to the planet. He continued using the control panel to rotate the planet until a blinking dot appeared. He glanced over his shoulder and saw the droid still standing there. With a sigh, he looked to Why'nn. "I know you and HK-50-01 are friends, but he can't be here for hearing the details of the mission. Until my Master says otherwise, he is not considered part of this mission. When, and if she agrees to let him go, he will be informed." He looked back at the droid, who did seem to be shaking visibly. "I take it she just finished torturing the droid? He seems more shaken than usual at the moment." He let out a sigh, then looked back to the planet on the screen. He honestly didn't like Manara's treatment of the droid much either, but his conditioning wouldn't let him go against his Master's judgment. If she wanted to torture such a great droid, that was her choice. 'If she wants to use a perfectly good combat droid as a butler and a source of cruel entertainment, I simply have to agree to let it happen.'
 
HK-50-01 doubted Manara couldn't hear everything. She probably had listening devices ok every room, every hall. He was going to get tortured again today , he knew so- or thought he did at least. HK-50 was gratified by Why'nn saying she would ask Mistress about him accompanying them. For the moment that calmed him enough for actually stable thoughts to flow from him , and looking to the same map she was looking to he realized it was a planet he was familiar with. Is that Hoth? I know a bit about Hoth! I killed a few Jedi there 150 standard years ago.. This could let me go with them and avoid torture!


Then he was Un-Calmed when Connor said he couldn't be there. NO NO NO PLEASE I'M SUPPOSED TO BE HERE I CANT GO BACK TO MISTRESS WITHOUT THIS FINISHED TORTURE PAIN AGONY WOULD HAPPEN NO NO! At this thought he began shaking even more than he already was , shaking almost audibly as well as visibly. In his blinding terror he failed to respond to the rhetorical question of him having just been tortured.


However , what did happen was him speaking , in a fearful tone that belied almost how broken he was. He moaned in terror during it as well , intermittent the statements. "Plea/Convincing : PLEASE PLEASE NO! I was ordered to be here oversee escort I can't go back to mistress without this done agony pain would ensue PLEASE! I can be useful that's Hoth I've been there killed Jedi there done things there know terrain. Just please please don't send me back to Mistress before this is over no NO PLEASE I'M SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO INTERRUPT INTRUDE NO NO! Useful help please accept it PLEASE!" This he punctuated with falling onto his knees and his eyes going purple , shaking enough now where the clank of metal on metal could be heard.
 
Jace was riding through Hyperspace in a Kom'rk Class Transport currently en route to Hoth. Hoth a site of great defeat for the Republic as they lost many valuable things that day. Not it's the site of salvaging done by both side and third parties. He was currently en route to eliminate one of these third parties who have grown a little too big for comfort and has ruffled to many feathers on the Imperial side. His mission was to find and kill their leader which should spur his closest officers to compete for the leadership of organization and ultimately tear it apart with in fighting. He also hopes to find a few things on the side for just the Mandalorians to salvage afterall the Republic did lose some of the advanced warships of the time and a few prototype vessels. If he could find some wrecks and mark them for Mandalorian forces to collect that would be a perfect side bonus. But the main mission eliminate a Pirate leader named Terak Kylos.
 
He was right, though she hated to admit it. Then again, Connor also seemed to have a soft spot for HK-50-01, even using his full designation most times. A pang of regret at her constant mistreatment of Connor went through her. Maybe he wasn't as terrible as she initially thought. And then there was the droid's outburst. Why'nn knew how to calm this. She crossed to him and hugged him around his midsection, gently stroking his back, though being careful to go nowhere near the torture switch. "Shh, shh, shh..." This would've been a strange sight for anyone else, but Connor had seen this many times before. "Quiet, HK-50-01, no screaming," she murmured, slipping into the Rakatani he taught her. "You won't be sent back to Mother. She ordered you to be here, I'll tell him. No fear. No fear, I won't let him hurt you. Shh, shh..."


Turning her head to address Connor, she slipped back out of the language her droid taught her. "Mother commanded him to escort me and assure that I would be here until the time was done. She would not've sent him had she feared his overhearing. He stays." There was conviction in this and if Connor fought her on it, she would retaliate.
 
Connor watched as Why'nn walked over to the droid and hugged him. It wasn't an unfamiliar sight, and he made no attempt to stop it, nor did he say anything. He simply turned back to the screen and observed the planet. He listened as Why'nn slipped into the Rakatani language. He didn't know it fluently, but he got the gist of what was being said. It wasn't the first time he'd listened to her speak to him in this language either. He heard something about not letting Connor hurt him. Had he ever give the impression he'd hurt HK? If he had, it was probably only when Manara was around. He had hoped that Manara hadn't heard the droid's outburst, as it would delay talking about mission specifics even more than they had already been delayed. Instead of saying anything, he simply stood there, and waited for the girl to join him.


Finally, Why'nn walked back over and said her piece. "Very well. Yes, I have taken the liberty of getting all the supplies we need. Our robes should keep us warm enough. At night we go back to our ship or else we'll freeze to death. There are Sith Empire holdings on this planet, but my Master wishes us to avoid going to them. She doesn't want to draw attention from other Darths that might seek the Jedi Holocron she is after." He punched another few buttons and the view zoomed in even more to show the ice desert that was the planet's surface. He pointed to the blinking dot. "This is out landing sight. There is a cave somewhere to the east of the ship that supposedly holds the Holocron. I haven't been able to see it from these orbital scans, which means it's either cloaked somehow or there's a dampening field disrupting the scanners. We'll have to use a hand-held device to locate it once we're on the ground. Questions?"
 
Why'nn let go of the droid and returned to Connor once he began discussing mission details. "Makes sense." 'Mother has not made many friends among her fellows.' "When do we leave?" Though she hated to be the subordinate, she knew he had command on this mission, as she had on the last. Both of them had led successful missions, each one under their belts. This time she had been left in the dark on most of the details. It seemed Mother wanted to see how easily they could communicate. Her turn would be next. But, beyond returning to request HK-50-01 be sent on the mission as well, she had nothing else to do.
 
HK-50-01 slowly calmed down as he was embraced and his back soothingly stroked. Many other beings would've thought this odd , but for HK-50 this was very common , almost a weekly occurrence. He shook less and less with each word spoken , finally his eyes turned back to the usual Yellow and even monetarily - yet noticeably - turned the orange they were actually supposed to be , but hadn't been in a century and a half. The words in his own default language soothed him more than anything by pure virtue of the fact that it was his own language - and that she was willing to protect him so much. After she spoke to Connor with conviction he interpreted as willingness to protect him. Genetics... Mistress tortures me day and night and her Daughter here is upset that I'm shaking and afraid , not in the way that it's weakness either... Though her father Delrick also treated me well. And yet I betrayed him.. I shall never betray Why'nn. Not for any amount of torture. He rose to his feet as she did , no longer shaking and in a clear state of mind - as clear a one as he could manage anymore.


The first words he heard from Connor that meant anything to him personally was that they were seeking a Jedi Holocron. And it was in a cave as well.. In that quadrant.. No , no it can't be. That would've been destroyed by now. He was told that it was to be destroyed , anyway. He had entered that cave a century and a half ago , to kill the remaining Jedi that were on Hoth after the Invasion there. But... Perhaps it wasn't destroyed as he had been told.


He decided to speak on this. "Information/query : thank you for soothing me , Why'nn... About the mission.. I have information on this. Is the Holocron a century and a half or more old? Dating back to before the Sith were there? The cave.. If what I just said is true.. Actually has those dampeners there because it was supposed to be destroyed. I Killed the Jedi that possessed that Holocron. Human , Male , dark haired. Approximately thirty. Green Lightsaber , Consular class ostensibly. I know exactly where it is... OH MY! I can be of so much use to this... I CAN AVOID TORTURE FOR THE WEEK! Oh this is so much joy... There's one issue - my master at the time told me it was to be destroyed. Of course I never followed up on that either... I would've been.. Hurt for it... Please! You have to get me to go with you. Oh I can't believe I can be of so much use... Avoiding torture for the duration! Oh , thank every diety in the Galaxy... And to answer your questions Why'nn , we should start as soon as possible. Perhaps I can even get out of torture tonight.. Please? Can you ask for that?"
 
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Connor was about to respond to Why'nn as the droid began speaking. He listened carefully to the information he offered. If the cave had been destroyed, that would complicate matters. "If the cave was destroyed as you say, then we'll have to dig for the Holocron. As for the Jedi it belonged to, I have no clue. I would think that if the dampners were still active, then it would be safe to assume that the cave was not destroyed. Either way, there may be digging. It snows almost daily on Hoth and accumulations can sometimes get as high as twenty feet in one storm. So it's likely the cave entrance is buried either way." He pressed another button and a document with blacked out areas appeared. "According to my Master's sources, the Holocron is in fact older than one hundred-fifty years. It would be well before the Sith made any sort of appearance there. As to what data it may contain, either she doesn't know or doesn't want anyone else to know." As the droid began speaking of joining them once more, Connor's face fell slightly, and he gave a small sigh. "If Master Manara allows you to go, then yes, you'll be safe for a week, and we are leaving tonight. She wants it done as soon as possible. If she doesn't allow you to come with us, HK-50-01, then I am...sorry." He gave Why'nn a glance, a small hint of remorse in his eyes, then turned his attention back to the display.
 
As the ship was nearing the exit from Hypserspace he began to check the forwarded information on Terak Kylos. "So it appears he lives from his ship which is a the Flagship his faction's fleet. The fleet tends to hover over their current salvaging site for easy extraction of their men doing the ground work. So if I want to infiltrate the fleet I should get on the ground and try to infiltrate through their shuttles." Jace said thinking out loud. Afterall this transport didn't stand too much of a chance against a fleet of pirate freighters. His ship exited Hyperspace as he finished concocting the basics of his plan.
 
Why'nn nodded. "If that is all, I will go ask Mother's permission to take HK-50-01 with us. Considering his knowledge of the surrounding area and the cave we are attempting to infiltrate, we have a bit of a chance..." So he did care. That she was glad about. If she were a little less like her mother, a little more like her father, she might've even given Connor a hug. She hesitated as the thought entered her mind, but just as swiftly she dismissed it as it would only give him the opportunity to start a fight and she was much more interested in seeing if her friend could accompany them and getting on their way than battle training today.
 
HK-50-01 figured the Cave wasn't destroyed - the dampners of that time were very fragile. They certainly wouldn't be working still if they were buried underneath rubble. He wasn't averse to digging underneath snow and ice - anything was better than being tortured by Manara. He didn't see any reason why the Holocroncouldn't have been passed from Jedi to Jedi as the tradition went for them , which meant that the creator of it could be a being far older , perhaps from his own early days , or before even. He didn't doubt Mistress didn't want anyone to know what was on it , and HK-50 wouldn't say so if he knew. The threat of torture was too strong.


He was overwhelmed with the joy at being away from Torture for an entire week - Especially since the torture was daily or twice daily these days. Why would Connor be sad at my torture? Perhaps I should risk Why'nn's ire by asking her to treat him better from now on... Yes yes , I should do that. Hopefully it doesn't bring... NO! It will from one of them , if not Why'nn herself than Manara.. Or BOTH! Oh no no no... I shouldn't ask never ask painagony would come... He wasn't sure whether he should go with Why'nn to ask for permission to go with them on their quest or not - He didn't want to go there and get tortured for asking. But if he didn't , Why'nn would and it would happen worse later.


His voice box crackled immediately before he spoke - it had been overtaxed by his wailings already today. "Suggestion/reply : It's not uncommon for Holocrons of the Jedi to be passed from generation to generation. It could even be as old as myself , actually. I don't know what's on it either , I was sent then to kill , not recover. I'll be sorry myself if I can't go.. I don't want Why'nn to become Wampa meals - NOT THAT YOU WOULD PLEASE DONT TAKE OFFENSE I APOLOGIZE - while I stay here and.. S-s-suffer. Why'nn... I should accompany you. If Mistress refuses she would hurt you.. And before you say what I think you will , she will hurt me much worse later for not showing up myself to ask. I'll present the reasons myself , also. At...at least I should avoid you being hurt... And most of all avoid you being hurt. You can't take all I can.. I'm made to suffer - you aren't. Now... L-let's go before I start getting skittish again."
 
Why'nn sighed at his plea. It was a plea, not a reply, not a suggestion. It did get a bit grating when he was this way, but she would never let herself strike out at her, never let herself yell at him. She would not become her mother. Still, she couldn't go until the planning and training was done or she'd risk HK-50-01 be hurt anyway. "I'm not offended by your concern, but we can't leave yet. You know what Mother said. You're supposed to make sure I stay here until all the training is done. Unless training is done, you'll be tortured more than you would if she simply doesn't agree. We wait." The girl turned back to Connor and waited. At least he would care about the HK unit's predicament. Even if it was uncomfortable she waited for the boy to release them.
 
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