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: You are a very harsh master, master. I like you.
: Shall I blast him now, master?
[Speaking with a Jawa who refers to 'Ghosts in the desert'
: Explanation: two per cent probability that the miniature organic is simply looking for trouble and needs to be blasted. That may be wishful thinking on my part, master.
: Can I break his neck now master? It's been a long time fantasy of mine... Revan Shan
: Maybe later... HK-47
: Did you hear that meatbag? "I'LL BE BACK!" Yuka Laka
: Err, well... ah...
: There's something out there... it got the other submersible already. HK-47
: Suggestion: Perhaps we could dismember the organic? It would make it easier for transport to the surface. Mercenary
: Hey! Y-you... you can't rip me to pieces! I'll die! HK-47
: Amendment: I did forget that. Stupid, frail, non-compartmentalized meatbags!
: Commentary: I say we blast the meatbag and save you the trouble, master. Tanis Venn
: What's with all the droids, lately? My wife get to you too? HK-47
: Negative. I just don't like organic meatbags. Except for the master, of course.
: Statement: HK-47 is ready to serve, master. Revan
: You don't need to call me master, you know. HK-47
: Query: Don't I? I was under the assumption that organic meatbags such as yourself enjoyed such forms of address. Revan
: "Organic meatbags"? HK-47
: Retraction: Did I say that out loud? I apologize, master. While you are a meatbag, I suppose I should not call you as such. Revan
: You just called me a meatbag again! HK-47
: Explanation: It's just that... you have all these squisy parts, master. And all that water! How the constant sloshing doesn't drive you mad, I have no idea... Revan
: Neither do I, come to think of it... HK-47
: Statement: Now do you understand the travails of my existence, master? Surely it does not compare to your existence, but still... Revan
: I survive. Somehow. HK-47
: Commentary: As do I. It is our lot in life, I suppose, master. Shall we find something to kill to cheer ourselves up?
: I don't think "killee" is a word... HK-47
: Exclamation: Damn it, master! I am an assassination droid, not a dictionary!
: You are eager to find your origins, aren't you? HK-47
: Query: Wouldn't you be, master? Here I am, surrounded by all these meatbags, and all I desire is true perfection. Surely there are other droids like me out there, or is that too much to hope? Revan
: You are just a travelling piece of bad luck, aren't you? HK-47
: Objection: Master, that is so unfair! Have I not brought you a great deal of satisfaction? Revan
: You don't want to hear the answer to that. HK-47
: Statement: You are a very harsh master, master. I like you.
: Affirmation: Correct, master. Sith protocols maintain that all droid knowledge be deleted before assassination missions, and restored upon return.