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the adventures of one nerd jedi and his emotional support droid
The Nexus was an unusual place. It was full of people and things from all over the multiverse. Wild. A little nerve wracking for Cal. He's not really used to being in such a... festive? environment. Sure is nice being somewhere he doesn't have to constantly look over his shoulder for the Empire OR it's inquisitors though. Probably. Ugh... he should be careful anyways.
His little droid friend BD-1 is significantly more excited. And eager to explore. Cal was distracted for just a few moments examining the weird and outlandish chalkboard menu of some kind of hot drink shop (Café au lait?) before he noticed that the familiar, ever present weight of his small best friend was NOT on his back or shoulder where he typically perches.
The redhead glances around. He was gone! He feels a bit of a panic coming on. BD-1 is so small! What if someone steps on him? Steals him? He can't even sense him through the Force because, y;know, droid!
It's okay, it's fine. He can find him his little friend. Deep breath. He has the rare gift of psychometry. Through echoes in the Force he can read the history of objects, he can see and hear the things that item has experienced. All it takes is a quick graze of his fingers here and there on things he thinks were of interest to his little buddy and he's got a good idea where he is.
And there he is.
...Scanning some random passerby to enter them into his databank.
"BD! You just ran off, I was worried..." with an excited trill and a series of beeps in binary the little droid runs over to the redheaded Jedi, excitedly chirping about all the things he's found. Cal looks up at the person BD has scanned, "Sorry, he gets curious. He wasn't bothering you, was he?"
His little droid friend BD-1 is significantly more excited. And eager to explore. Cal was distracted for just a few moments examining the weird and outlandish chalkboard menu of some kind of hot drink shop (Café au lait?) before he noticed that the familiar, ever present weight of his small best friend was NOT on his back or shoulder where he typically perches.
The redhead glances around. He was gone! He feels a bit of a panic coming on. BD-1 is so small! What if someone steps on him? Steals him? He can't even sense him through the Force because, y;know, droid!
It's okay, it's fine. He can find him his little friend. Deep breath. He has the rare gift of psychometry. Through echoes in the Force he can read the history of objects, he can see and hear the things that item has experienced. All it takes is a quick graze of his fingers here and there on things he thinks were of interest to his little buddy and he's got a good idea where he is.
And there he is.
...Scanning some random passerby to enter them into his databank.
"BD! You just ran off, I was worried..." with an excited trill and a series of beeps in binary the little droid runs over to the redheaded Jedi, excitedly chirping about all the things he's found. Cal looks up at the person BD has scanned, "Sorry, he gets curious. He wasn't bothering you, was he?"
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She looks and pops back up to her feet in a few moments. At the approach of the young man. She lightly, "Tsks." At the Droids behaviour but can't help the bemused look and fond shake of her head. "Ah, so he does have a person I was wondering." And likely would have carried said droid to go and look if need be and someone hadn't come along in a bit.
"Oh not at all, He's a charming little fellow." she murmurs complementary. Though any small being mite widdle the response out of her certain one's bring out the maternal in her more then others. "Who likely should know better about running off..Some folks aren't as..friendly as others." She murmurs gently but firmly toward the droid. Before giving the redhead a warm smile.
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A Jedi. Ben doesn't know how trained this young man is, but he knows a Force-user when he senses one. The only other Jedi who visits the Nexus is Rey, and neither of them were really part of the tradition as it was.
"No, he wasn't annoying me." Ben's not intimidated by droids, though he doesn't exactly have a good history with them. A kitchen droid had tried to kill him when he was a baby. This one looks small and almost cute, reminding him for a moment of Rey and BB-8. "He found me interesting enough to register. I should be flattered, really."
Call will probably be able to tell that the stranger is very Force-sensitive. There's more than a little darkness in him, but it's no longer as violent or as strong as it used to be, and there's light mixed in. Ben himself senses the Force in this newcomer, and he's interested to meet another Force-user here. There are no fully-fledged Jedi, as far as he knows - mostly darksiders and reforming darksiders.
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"Hello." The shimmering blackish-blue wings are already settled at his back calmly and he's ready to start having a conversation with the robot, when the companion interrupts. "No. I appreciate the curiosity."
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"Woah there, little guy! I nearly stepped on you."
The engineer looked down as he moved his feet well out of the way of the small robot, admiring the way it moved. The work involved in developing such a thing must have been immense. It didn't look like any sort of toy Tony knew and it was definitely more than a toy. Someone's science project maybe? The young man's voice then punctuated the air, as he looked up at the red-headed guy.
"This yours? He's pretty neat. Although, you might want to re-programme his direction controls."
Was it scanning him? Tony looked down once more and cocked his head. Huh. Well, how about that?
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His smile fades when Cal appears, his expression becoming significantly more guarded. "No, he wasn't bothering me." His gaze flicks between the two. "Nothing wrong with being curious."
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"Didn't even know the little bugger was there," the demon offers with a shrug. He leans over slightly to take a closer look at BD-1, his hands in his pockets and his neck and back arched in rather inhuman ways. If Cal is familiar with snakes, he might get the impression of one as he watches Crowley tilt his head back and forth a few times.
"What is it? This little robot of yours? Never seen its like before." The demon crouches a little closer, oh so curious about this little thing. "Definitely not a thing you'll find in my corner of the multiverse."
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