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"...You go through that many?  I get each potential Sith having an attendant, but - the rest of the staffing...

"I'm anomalously droid-less, for a Jedi, but for a ship with a dozen people, half of whom aren't Force-sensitive, normally there'd be...what, one general attendant, one or two astromechs, about a half-dozen maintenance droids, the central core computer that you shouldn't ever have two of at the same operational status - like, this isn't even backups, it's having two separate primaries - and two or three medics."

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Shrug.

'Sure, and people who aren't Sith are more patient about things taking a while or being in an annoying state, or having to do their own cooking, or whatever. Better to have the manpower up front than to deal with annoyed Sith related repairs. The second core I don't know about though.'

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"I suppose that makes sense.  ...It was pretty close to the grey zone, map-wise.  Haven't looked at the data yet; maybe that'll show something useful."

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"Hm?"

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"It was near the area you said we should have backup for."

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"Ah."

'It could be for the machine, yeah. There are some electronic components.'

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"Well.  We should look at that soon or possibly never."

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'If we drop it into a star we definitely don't need to worry about it.'

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"True!  ...Not true, what if he had a backup elsewhere.  Ugh.  I don't like that idea."

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'That's true. Well, all these droids are going to need something to do, we can put some of them on going through the data to look for anything like that, maybe.'

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"That does sound like a good idea."

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'I'll get them started on it. How close are you to done with your section? I still need to go through the workshops but I expect that to be fairly quick with a couple of the droids helping haul things.'

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"Honestly I'm getting to the point where it's only the stuff that's nailed down that's left.  And then taking the nails, and the stuff."

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Heh.

'All right. Come up to the workrooms when you're done and we can go check out the rest of the place.'

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Sure, she can do that.

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The second workroom isn't quite cleared out when Diana gets there, but three of the droids are industriously boxing things up, and it clearly won't be much longer.

This close to the machine, the Dark resonance is obvious, hanging in the air like a fog; Pradnakt seems unbothered, or at least not any more tense than she was at lunch.

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"Uergh, Dark so thick you could cut it with a knife.  Don't like that."  She really wants to know.  She knows that she shouldn't even try, that it will only bring pain...But she wants to listen, to know, to mourn.

Because who else will, if not her?

 

Still...she waits, at the very least.

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    "She says it gets worse from here, ma'am."

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"...May the void claim that fucker's heart, for it's damn near as empty as she."

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Nod.

    "She says you can still stay behind if you'd like."

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Firm headshake.  "If anything, I need to see this through."

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    "Yes ma'am."

Pradnakt considers something for a moment, then heads out, gesturing for Diana and Nine to follow; she's heading to the medbay first.

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Then Diana follows, expression and corresponding emotions...grim isn't quite the right way to think of it, but it's also not particularly wrong.  Graven is also not wrong, either.  She knows she'll soon see horrors, and she's bracing for impact.

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The Dark resonance gets thicker and deeper, taking on a textured quality, as they approach the medbay; Pradnakt growls gently and tosses off a single sign that Nine relays as 'torture' while they're still up the corridor from it.

The bay itself is neat and orderly when they get there, clean as a surgical suite with a single patient's chair taking up the center of the room, restraining straps folded tidily on the seat and arms. Pradnakt barely glances at it, but gestures for Diana to dismantle the scanner mounted on an arm that's attached to the ceiling above it, and begins going through the cabinets herself, floating various bottles and vials over to make a pile by the door.

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Diana is quite happy to dismantle it.  In a way that is perhaps more forceful than is inherently necessary, but it ends up dismantled, regardless.

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