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[littledroid]

[...Wait. This is not the Ebon Hawk. Rolls out of the strange wooden hutch onto the grass, making questioning chimes. The Jedi Exile doesn't seem to be here... right. Unfamiliar planet. Did the Hawk crash again? That would not account for his location, however. The hutch is not a repair station, and there are no restraints or restraining bolts, so

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[tuppingl1berty]

Holy carp robot!

[littledroid]

[Desists and spins around quickly at the voice. Human male--not a being that T3 knows. Automatic check of weapons in case he is a threat--

--all offensive and defensive battle equipment has been removed. Along with non-combat upgrades. WHAT.

Inquisitive chime at the person. Totally pretending like nothing's wrong, yes. This is so very distressing!]

[tuppingl1berty]

Do not be troubled my metal friend, I come in peace. Unless you're here to steal our oxygen or something.

You're not from Robotania, are you?

[littledroid]

[Tilts his head to the side a little bit. This is a very strange person.

Makes a negative (and possibly slightly miffed) sounding chime. Is a droid. Not a robot. Rolls up towards him to scan him more closely, though.]

[tuppingl1berty]

Can you speak?

[littledroid]

[Makes a negative beep. Nope, only communicates vocally in droidspeak. Can understand Basic perfectly, though!]

[tuppingl1berty]

Can you even understand me?

Two beeps for yes, one for no.

[littledroid]

[...Frustrated series of beeping about how unsound his logic is; would not even be able to follow such instructions if this unit was incapable of understanding--!

...pauses. Should not rant. Chimes twice.]

[tuppingl1berty]

Okay, progress.

Do you have any malicious plans regarding the human race?

[littledroid]

[Is torn between extreme amusement and extreme indignation. But this is not getting any closer to HOW WAS THIS UNIT TAKEN HERE or WHAT IS THE LOCATION OF THE EBON HAWK.

Very loud single chime. NO.]