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May 21, 2019 12:36 PM
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"Um, now I'm confused. She might hurt me for some other reason than my having said something she found offensive? I mean, I would rather not get hurt either way."

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"Siths' connection to the Force interferes with their impulse control, Ma'am, any time she's upset there's a chance she'll hurt someone."

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"Then it probably is for the best for her to leave her alone for a while, let her figure out her connection to the Force with one less person to control herself around. Maybe the time dilation will go the helpful direction."

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"Yes Ma'am. I'll let you know how it goes."

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"Thanks." She goes back to the main bar and is shortly ensconced in an out-of-the-way booth reading about hyperspace engines and making mental notes about how to check if the same physical principles apply in her home universe.

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A few days later, DZ comes down to the bar missing an arm; she heads straight for Bar.

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Upload does a double-take at the missing arm, then hesitantly starts walking toward DZ and Bar.

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By the time she gets there, Bar has produced a replacement arm, but DZ is talking to her rather than attaching it: "Yes ma'am. Yes ma'am. I don't think that would help, ma'am, but thank you."

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Upload's cameras are flicking back and forth as she alternates between trying not to stare at the injury and staring at the injury. "Is everything okay? Do you need a hand--argh, not what I meant, I mean do you need help with anything."

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It really doesn't look that bad: the arm is detached cleanly at the attachment point, with no visible damage, just an ashy scorch mark on her side. She puts the new arm on before answering; it only takes a moment for it to click into place, and she flexes her new fingers experimentally as she speaks. "I'm fine, ma'am, thank you."

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It's less that it looks like it hurts and more that she wants to know how it happened but doesn't want to ask. All she says is "It's convenient that the bar can sell you parts."

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"Yes. Thank you," she directs at the bar.

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Awkwardly: "I hope whatever happened to the previous arm didn't inconvenience you too much."

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"It's all right, ma'am. Master Deskyl is just frustrated that she shouldn't go kill Lort Pritruth yet."

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Margaret doesn't say "And that resulted in you needing a new arm, huh?". She doesn't even narrow her eyes, partly thanks to not having any. She just asks, "What is the current timeline on that?"

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"I'm not sure, ma'am. She hasn't made much progress yet, but she could have a breakthrough any time."

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"Progress on her problem with the Force, you mean? Huh. What *is* the Force like, anyway? I know it only interacts with biological life, and it's how Deskyl's powers work, but that's about it."

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