#nr.5

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Pre Senate Gown Coruscant

Queen Amidala wore an outfit with a Shiraya fan headdress and garments made of silk with elaborate embroidery when she visited Senator Palpatine's apartment on Coruscant.

(Via Wookieepedia)

I successfully made contact with the human today. As per usual, I completed my cyclic meal intake, but did not come across the human. When I arrived at my work station, the human was already present. She turned around to me and once again, her face warped into a horrifying grimace similar to the one on the second day, baring her teeth and raising the corners of her mouth in a rather threatening manner. I recoiled, although fortunately, the grimace was gone as soon as it had appeared. The human did not seem to notice my discomfort, and simply turned back to her work station.

After a moment, I felt secure enough to approach my own work station. As we worked in silence, I pondered if this was perhaps not a sign of aggression, but rather a way of greeting among humans. Although this thesis could not be supported by any real evidence, as baring ones teeth was a universal sign of aggression among most species.

The human, suddenly, seemingly without any indicator, spoke up: "Y‘know, I just realized that I never asked your name. That must‘ve seemed terribly rude of me." "I was not upset by your behaviour", I decided on after a moment.

"So what is your name?" "My species does not participate in the gifting of individual names.", I explained. "We simply address each other by their titles or their profession. I am addressed as 'mechanic'." 

"But that‘s…boring and sad." My front pliers uttered a rattling sound. "I have never known anything else." Her vocal cords vibrated, producing a barely detectable humming sound. 

The silence did not last long. "Can I ask you a kind of personal question? You don‘t have to answer, obviously…I was just wondering: Do…all of your species look like you? Kind of like, insect-looking, six legs, pliers, compound eyes type?"

"The anatomy of my species does not wary greatly. We all look quite similar, yes." "Oh, cool"

I tried to word my own following question as polite as possible: "What…about your species? Do your individuals vary greatly from each other in terms of physique?" 

"Well…kind of. I mean, we all have, like, the same 'ground structure', I guess you‘d call it? Like, anatomy-wise? But we like, can vary in, for example skin colour, eye colour, hair colour, height, weight, so shape, basically. Uuh yeah, that‘s what‘s coming into my head right now." She had started 'counting' with her fingers while she spoke, taking one finger for every thing she listed.

"That is quite astounding, compared to my species.", I informed her. "Yeah, I guess you could say so…", she opened and closed her mouth, producing a clicking sound as her teeth clashed together. Seemingly, she had wanted to say another thing, but decided against it.

Before I was able to strike up another conversation, Wrin walked, or rather, stumbled into the main control room, a bottle in their gloved hand. They informed me that, apparently, there was another leak in one of the machinery rooms that they wanted me to have a look at. Although I doubted their words, I followed them nonetheless, even if it was solely to reassure them. 

As it transpired, there was an actual leak, which I had to spend the rest of the cycle repairing and checking that there was further damage or similar leaks, since there had been two in a row in a rather short matter of cycles.

When I eventually finished the task at hand, the cycle had almost come to an end and the human had left the premises to indulge in her (now dark) recharging time session.

Jason sneezed and curled up further under his blanket, a shiver ran through his body and he groaned.  He hated getting sick.  Everything single time the seasons changed he got sick.  

The door opened and Jason glared at the light that shone into his room.  

“Jace?” Mike asked as he peeked into the room.

“What?” Jason asked, coughing before looking at Mike again “You need something?”

The moment it looked like Jason was going to sit up, Mike quickly stepped into the room.  “No, don’t get up” he said “I’m just coming to check up on you.  You sounded pretty bad this morning”

Jason pulled the blanket up to under his chin.  “I’ll be alright” he grumbled “It’s just a damn cold”

Mike smiled.  “Well, Row and I are going out” he said “Just call us if you need anything”

“Assholes” Jason grumbled and closed his eyes.

He heard Mike laugh softly as the door closed again.  Voices sounded from outside his door, but he just ignored them.  It were Mike and Rowan probably discussing him being sick.  

Couldn’t they go do something like that, where he can’t hear them?

He let out a growl.  “SHUT UP!” he yelled, voice hoarse and then sneezed again before starting to cough.  He could hear the two laugh, the sound fading slightly as they moved away.

“Sorry Jay-Jay!” Rowan’s voice called through the door “We’ll see you later!”

“Go die” Jason yelled and closed his eyes.  He was so tired.  It did not take very long before his drifted between being awake and sleeping.  

Laughing sounded down the hallway before disappearing.

Jason smiled slightly as he drifted of to sleep, somewhere in the back of his mind, Sam’s face popped up.  He almost wished that she was there.  

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