Jeseth Cloak
Dec 24th, 2001, 02:58:59 AM
A small droid beeped and chirped as it approached Salem's quarters. It was an R5 unit, clearly identifiable by the black triangular plate upon its dome-shaped head, within which rested its optical sensors. It stopped in front of Salem's door and a panel in its head sprung open, a long arm stretching upwards and inserting a strange prong into the door's locking mechanisms. It hissed open quickly, and the little droid whirred and beeped once more, retracting the arm back within itself and stepping inside. It stopped and looked around the unused quarters, then inch forward slowly again. A compartment within its chest popped open, a saber launching onto Salem's bed.
As quickly as his little wheeled legs could carry him, the droid turned its head a full three-hundred-sixty degrees and made for the door, whirring and beeping all the way back to the maintenance room in a rush. It obviously didn't like being asked favors of by Sith.
As quickly as his little wheeled legs could carry him, the droid turned its head a full three-hundred-sixty degrees and made for the door, whirring and beeping all the way back to the maintenance room in a rush. It obviously didn't like being asked favors of by Sith.