➠ II (ACTION).

[notvader]

[ anyone who happens to come across the bridge situated across the river between houses twelve and fifteen this afternoon will find one anakin skywalker tinkering with his right arm -- the false, mechanical one. he's doing so with a small metal file, something that may seem frustrating given the look upon his face, but is actually rather enjoyable

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[pfft_scumbag]

[Returning from a rather intensive shooting practice in the woods, Xanxus passes yet another scumbag. Normally he would ignore them or rudely bump into them if they really were blocking his path but this particular piece scum was doing something that actually managed to pique Xanxus' interest.]

Ah?

[He stands still, eyes narrowing a bit as he watches the other working on something that looks like somekind of robot-arm. Something that makes Squalo's prothese looks like fucking kidsplay.]

[notvader]

Can I help you?

[ anakin looks up, a bit impatiently, tapping the metal file he'd been using against the arm's frame. ]

[pfft_scumbag]

[Xanxus hears the question but he's too busy examining the mechanical arm. It almost looks goddamn futuristic. And even though Xanxus does not have many interests, this is sure a pretty interesting sight.]

Such delicate matters shouldn't be done outside, scum.

[notvader]

[ and the use of the word "scum" all but obliterates anakin's inclination to be nice. orz, his short fuse. ]

Oh, and you know how to handle cybernetics? I've been fixing and building things since I was a kid on a planet with a climate far harsher than this one. I know what I'm doing, sleemo.

[pfft_scumbag]

[Sleemo? Xanxus is not sure what he thinks of that particular word. It sounds like something scumbags would say, that's for sure.]

Yeah, the planet of scum.

[Xanxus keeps looking at Anakin's arm, eyes narrowing from time to time. He almost looks amused. Almost.]

[notvader]

[ anakin snorted. planet of scum. fit tattooine with it's slavers and smugglers, infuriatingly so -- though, he doubt this sleemo knew where that world was. no one here was from his world, irritatingly enough. ]

You want something or are you just going to stand around and stare all day?

[pfft_scumbag]

[Xanxus just stares at the guy's arm for a while, not really bothered to respond to his annoying little question.]

So you're an alien?

[The question comes out more as a joke than a serious one and there's a hint of a grin on Xanxus' face]