"Hrm, yes, why are we meeting in such a dingy room?!" Drakken inspected the walls as he walked in, dragging his finger along the surface and grimacing at the layer of dust he saw.
"Disgusting. SHEGO! CLE- oh. Anakin Skywalker, I- what happened to you?" Drakken picked up his arm, looking at him as his mind whirled.
Anakin glared at him. "I had a confrontation with Darth Vader," he said, "it did not go as smoothly as I would have hoped. Hey-" he barked. "Do you have any idea what you are doing with that?"
Anakin felt his irritation rising as Drakken hovered over him, supressing a wince every time a nerve circuit reconnected. This was why he always had droids work on him when he couldn't do the job himself...they never felt the need to make snide comments.
"Shego spoke of you, occasionally." he said. "She was fond of you, in her own fashion."
"I would have expected nothing less from Shego," Anakin said, flexing his newly re-attached arm. He tried out each of the fingers. "This is an excellent job," he said, feeling he should praise the man he brutally murdered on a job well done.
"Oh! Thank you!" Snapping out of his thoughts, he was pleased. He wanted to be smug about it, but he remembered clearly how he was told Anakin killed him-
"Yes, I have modifications I want to make to your suit. You move too heavy, not fluid enough. If you were faster, oh, it would be beautiful!" He got stars in his eyes.
Anakin stared at Drakken. Even at the very end of the Empire, Palpatine had never gone so far as to refer to him as a killing machine. Hinted at it, yes, but this man was crazy.
"Disgusting. SHEGO! CLE- oh. Anakin Skywalker, I- what happened to you?" Drakken picked up his arm, looking at him as his mind whirled.
He grabbed a tool to meld it back on, and a mask.
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"I am a genius scientist! I think I can attach an arm." 'Hmph!'ing to himself, he begins to reattach Anakin's arm.
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"Shego spoke of you, occasionally." he said. "She was fond of you, in her own fashion."
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"Shego.. Shego and I had a lot of memories. Most of them involved physical pain, but.." He looked sad.
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"Yes, I have modifications I want to make to your suit. You move too heavy, not fluid enough. If you were faster, oh, it would be beautiful!" He got stars in his eyes.
"A killing ma- er. A great warrior."
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"Do you have plans?" he asked. "May I see them?"
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"Okay, I lost them. BUT I REMEMBER THEM PERFECTLY."
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"Very well," he said. "Let's begin. You cannot do a worse job than the droids at Palpatine's butcher shop did."
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