[open] I'm passing sleeping cities

[droide]

CHARACTERS: L3-37 and YOU!
LOCATION: Ximilia station
DATE: February 15th
CONTENT: L3-37 returns from a trip home to the body she hasn't had in over a decade. A body which is still damaged from the bandit attack.
WARNINGS: loss of autonomy, severing of close familial connections. will edit as necessary

01. (Not So) Triumphant Return [OPEN]

[ Those who feel the tug and then find themselves back aboard the Ximilia, orb in hand, will notice that they're number is less than it had been on the surface of the planet. Their resident droid freedom fighter seems to have vanished during the teleportation back to the station. A day passes, two days. It seems that L3-37 really is gone.

But then, she's back, arriving on the teleportation platform, missing half her arm just as she had been in Scorpion's Bend. It's almost as though there was a delay in retrieving her. She seems to be in shock, at first, as her remaining hand pats herself at various points on her chassis— her chest, her hips, her dome. ]

It's back. It's really back.

[ Not "I'm back." "It's back." ]

02. Parts Of Me Need Fixing [OPEN]

[ Returned to the station and her body, it doesn't take L3-37 long to find herself in the laboratory, working on a computer there to draw up blueprints for her replacement arm. Sure, she could just replace the arm she'd lost, building one that's identical to her remaining right one. But she had seen the usefulness of having a weapon affixed to her arm during the confrontation with the Bouldersnakes. Not only that, but her time back in her galaxy had been spent without any hands at all, or any of the rest of her body. When you spend over ten years bodiless, you have a lot of time to daydream about the body you long to have. She has a unique chance now, to make the improvements to her body that she's been dreaming about.

Find her tweaking her designs on the computer in the laboratory, visiting the armory to make the weaponry she plans to include in the new arm, or searching for the parts she needs in tech storage. Or, later in the week, once her designs have been finalized and her parts selected, find her assembling and installing her new arm. ]

03. Somewhere To Lay My Head [CLOSED TO FINN]

[ Now that she's back, both back in her body and back on the Ximilia, Elthree has decided that she wants somewhere better to stay than in the tech storage room. During her previous stay, she'd waved off the idea of claiming a bedroom, reasoning that she had no need for either a bed to sleep in, or a room to keep the belongings she didn't have. But she does have a collection of belongings now, accumulated over the months she'd been part of the Ximilia crew last time. Thankfully, Finn was gracious enough to offer to share his room with her. Elthree moves in, a small box of her personal items held in a box between her hands, both old and new. ]

I appreciate this Finn, thank you. Just— fair warning, it's been a while since I took up physical space, and I'm still getting used to the feeling again. So don't mind me if I wind up knocking into the furniture as I walk around.

04. The Cards Are Wild

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Comments

[winscenario]

Damn. [ He raises both eyebrows, but he looks more surprised than necessarily shocked. And impressed too, at the care and detail in her work. ]

How's that coming along, then? Any exciting new features you can show off?

[droide]

[ She moves to pick up the piece of metal which will eventually become her forearm, pointing to indicate a small indentation where a cartridge of something could fit. ]

Wrist-mounted missile launchers, here. And I'm working on incorporating some sort of energy shield, for defense.

[winscenario]

[ Jim follows to where she points with his gaze. He's no engineer and he can't marvel at the piece of technology the same way that Scotty would, but it's certainly interesting enough, and he can understand enough of it to get excited for her. ]

Oh, that's neat. You didn't have anything like that, did you? [ He pauses thoughtfully for a moment. ] What kind of energy source were you thinking, for the shield?

[droide]

No. I've never been a battle droid. But the missions have been getting more and more dangerous. I thought it best to be prepared.

[ She sets the arm piece down, instead turning to the computer and pulling up the schematics she'd designed for the shielding element. ]

I've not solidified the energy source yet. In my galaxy, most personal deflector shields use a combination of ray shield and particle shield technology. Both have their benefits and drawbacks, but if I want the arm to be lightweight enough to be maneuverable, I'll have to come to a decision about which I want to use.

[winscenario]

[ Well, it's hard to argue with that. Whether or not she is opposed to fighting like he is, the reality of it is that physical confrontation is an inevitability all too often, during these missions. It's to the benefit of everyone here that they're all well-equipped they all are to deal with that. ]

I might have an idea you can use.

[ He takes his phaser from its holster. He's never needed to use it on the station, but it's a habit and it makes him feel safe. ]

Nadion is an artificially created particle, my phaser fires a nadion particle beam. I don't know if it might help, but nadion is powerful. Albeit unusual, you could try to use it as an energy source, if you can replicate my phaser's mechanism. I wouldn't know how to arrange them in a way to create a stable barrier, but maybe you can figure that part out.

[droide]

[ Oh, that's interesting. She peers at the phaser. It doesn't look like any blaster she's ever seen before. ]

It's worth a try. Are you willing to let me take your phaser apart, to learn how to replicate it?

[ Though, that's probably asking too much. She wouldn't want to render Jim vulnerable and unable to defend himself. ]

Or, we could recreate a new phaser in the fabricator and I could take that one apart.

[winscenario]

[ Jim's both eyebrows raise at that, that and the hesitance in answering probably making it clear enough how he feels about having his phaser taken apart. The alternative, however, gets a nod from him. ]

Yes, that sounds preferable. See if that works the same, at the very least. If not, then we'll figure something else out.