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[A flare of light, a glimpse of sky. A groan in pain and a perhaps familiar if panicked beeping.

There's a brief glimpse of the little bipedal droid as he dashes by while the tablet settles, still propped up at an angle, although at most they only capture the edge of a pair of boots.]

-ow, ow... Great timing as usual. Yeah BeeDee, I'm fine, I'm-

[The boots shift, accompanied by an off-screen hiss as Cal sucks in a sharp breath, and for a moment he stills, a thoughtful silence settling in. It's broken by BD-1's scrabbling about, pausing before his boxlike head dips down to peer directly into the communicator's camera. He hoots inquiringly.]

...Hm? What is it, buddy?

[Those boots drag themselves off-screen, and then the camera moves as it's picked up. Cal frowns a moment before his brow eases with a weary smile.]

Hey Temba.

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Can do. I can even promise not to ask the annoying questions.

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Appreciate it. And they weren't that annoying.

[sinistral]

Then you haven't hit the annoying ones yet. Where are you?

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Might be interesting, coming from you.

Good question.

Think I'm just behind the greenhouse.

[sinistral]

Doubtful.

I'll take a walk in that general direction.

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Then I will...generally be here.

[sinistral]

Need anything special on the way?

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A vacation.

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The all expenses paid trip to Temba isn't doing it for you, huh?

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Technically I've been imported for more work, right?

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Conscripted.

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Not the first time anyway.

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I know the feeling.

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Well, what can we do, right?

[sinistral]

Aside from mind our own business? Not much, as long as we're stuck here. Could be worse.

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[Considering he narrowly escaped getting completely skewered by his own lightsaber, yeah, he can agree there.]

Definitely.

[sinistral]

[The skewering would definitely be worse, yes.]

Getting close to the greenhouse. Last chance to ask for that something special.

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A pat on the back and congratulations for not dying?

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Be nice to me and I'll even keep the presumably near death thing a secret.

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When have I ever been anything other than nice?

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Who knows, maybe you'd feel inspired to start. I could be walking into a trap.

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Totally not telling BD-1 to ambush you as we speak.

[sinistral]

See? I knew it.

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[It is not a good idea to laugh when you have a hole in you but hey.]

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[Fortunately(?) a certain Soldier is nearby enough for his hearing to pick up that laugh; it gives him firm enough direction that it's not too long before he comes across Cal and BD-1.]

Hey.