“An interesting turn of events. It seems I came to the right person.” He gave a bow in return, coughing once again. His hand was still hovering over his blaster but he seemed a little more relaxed.
“I still do not know where I am, which system, which sector. It is disorienting.”

“First contact,” he muttered, almost as if the concept itself was strange. “I suppose it is. A pleasure to meet you Dvenn’Sirol.” There was a slight bite to his metallic voice as he said her name.
He gave a chuckle as he nodded before breaking down into a coughing fit. --->

// allow me to be predictable and request Star Wars

// I'm really looking forward to reading and sharing it when it's finished!

// You have a saggy Dalek now, I just want you to know I nearly choked when the image popped into my mind.
I can't blame you though, I wouldn't want to put it away either. Maybe you can find the leak and patch it?

// THAT is a big mood right there! My tired ass slept through all 5 of my alarms this morning. Sleep gets in the way of doing anything. xD

// I think that's actually a really good idea. It's the first thing people look at when they go to your profile.

// I'm doing okay, just feeling kinda worn out. Hope you're doing okay!

// OH DAMN. Grievous would probably be a helicopter parent. He didn't get a chance to parent is other 30 children, but this time he will parent the shit out of them!