Kara Chapter 20

<Byzantinefire1>	*Cal and Brett took the broken Imperial security droid to Leia.*

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: What is that?

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: wait this is the remains of an imperial security droid.

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: *gasp* Its K2SO.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Who...?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...Oh wait...this droid was with Rogue One, wasnt it?

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: Indeed he was.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...How did it wind up on the beach?

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: That's what i want to know.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...Maybe we can rebuild it, see if it has anything useful to say?

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: My thoughts exactly.

<Byzantinefire1>	*Cal, Brett and Leia begin working on rebuilding K2S0.*

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Hmmm....

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: What is it?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: It's nothing.

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: He's in pretty bad shape... But I can try to put him back together. (I think with the Death Star blast having the power of an atomic bomb, it would mean one fourths of Scarif's island regions is now an endless whirlpool where the battle took place)

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: I hope we can, he may have some useful info about the Empire.

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: Well you never know.

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: Yep...

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Well...what if we cant put him back together?

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: We won't know until we try...

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: True.

<Byzantinefire1>	*A few hours have passed.*

<Lights-Sacrifice>	*The group is unable to put back together K2S0.*

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: Darn...

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...Maybe we should just give him a proper burial...

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Really.

<Byzantinefire1>	*K2S0 comes online.*

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: :| What the...?

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Surprised?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	*Brett staggers backwards and covers himself with his friends.*

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Y-yeah...

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: What are you doing?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Uh...covering myself?

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Why?

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: Well I'll be a Gungan's uncle... He's alive!

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: :| ...Figured I'd save you from...staring at my junk?

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: You you mean that worm and sack between your legs?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: :| Yeah...

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: *giggles a little because K2S0 doesn't know what genitals are*

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Never seen a naked human before.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: S-seriously?

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Or 3 for that matter.

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Ah princess Organa i see.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: .... ^^; Uh...so we revived K2S0, what now...?

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: Did the alliance receive the plans?

<Byzantinefire1>	Leia: Yes we did.

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: ah good.

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: They did it, The Death Star is gone.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Eeyup...

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: They lost a lot of guys, but they pulled through.

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: What about Cassian and Jyn?

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: I'm... Sorry K-S0, The Death Star struck here in an attempt to destroy the plans. They didn't make it.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...Well...we're sorry for your loss...

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...If you want, you can hang out with us...

<Byzantinefire1>	K2S0: I suppose.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Great.

<Byzantinefire1>	*A few hours later on the beach.*

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ... *sunbathing on the beach*

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: How ya doing?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Fine...I need a back rub though...

<Byzantinefire1>	*Phara levitates him with the force and rubs his back.*

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...Oh...that feels nice...

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: ...Oh...that feels nice...

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: I hear you found and repaired a droid.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Yeah...that Imperial Droid that helped out Rogue One.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: I remember them.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: We all do...

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: Want me to massage your lower bits as well?

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: :| ...I guess so...

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: Just kidding.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: :phew: Good.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: *Sigh* You really need to get yourself a sense of humor.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Uh huh...

<Byzantinefire1>	*Cal shows up.*

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: Hi.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Oh, hi, Cal.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: How is the droid anyway?

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: Good as new.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: The Princess and some mechanics are in the middle of putting him back together. He seems to be doing okay though...

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: I see.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Weird thing is, he's never seen...another naked person.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: Well its rare for alot of people.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: I can tell...

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: So...what now? Find a new base?

<illcitvirus115>	Cal: I think so, yes.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: We have yet to negotiate with the hutts.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Oh joy...negotiating...Well if we're doing that, I need clothes. I never negotiate with anyone wihtout them.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: Why Hutts don't wear clothes.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: It's my own little policy.

<Byzantinefire1>	Phara: Kelya said we will be heading out soon.

<Lights-Sacrifice>	Brett: Okay then.

<Byzantinefire1>	*The team then departs to Nal Hutta for negotiations with the Hutts.*