ᴏɴᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴢᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ
| LOCATION: Ilum |
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Valery Noble
|BB-610 was no stranger to melancholy, but very rarely was it fused with anger. The droid prided himself on seldom losing his temper, and while he may be one to act on emotions, he had nonetheless resisted the temptation to give in to anger more than a fair share of times. He had a family now, after all, with friends and loved ones that cherished his company and recognized his efforts in keeping the galaxy safe; what could he possibly have to be angry about? BB-610 was in a much better place now, so through all the trials and tribulations that tested his patience and wormed their way under his skin, the astromech couldn't help but appreciate the life he'd been given as of late, as no punishment he suffered as a Noble was worse than the years he'd lived prior to meeting Valery. He considered himself lucky, and it was an unwavering sentiment he'd held on to for quite some time.
So when he had happily joined his family in their expedition to Ilum for the eldest children to acquire their kyber crystals, BB-610 expected him to actually get to see it. Not only would it have enriched his ever expanding library of experiences, but he wanted to ensure that Vera and Aris were safe. Moreover, however, he wanted to be there with them, to record such a large stepping stone in their lives so they could recall the moment in future. A momentous occasion to serve as fond memories, so BB-610 could look back on their journey when they had grown old. It was a selfless gesture, he had thought, and to his knowledge no kyber excursions had specifically ruled out the presence of those not Force sensitive. For all of the danger he'd put himself over the years, for all of the efforts he'd made to protect the people around him despite just being an astromech, he'd figured the least he had earned was to be there with his family.
Apparently not, and BB-610's plans had come crashing down before he'd even known it. His journey had ended before it had even started, and never had he truly experienced such a sinking sensation as the moment he was barred from entering the caves of Ilum. BB-610 took denial very poorly, but to have his efforts discarded in such a nonchalant manner? No apology, no reasoning? He hadn't even been addressed directly. The Jedi that had prohibited him from accompanying his family hadn't even bothered to tell him. The droid simply stood behind the two siblings, a backseat listener to somebody casually dismissing him. He remembered the words vividly, those sickly little words that were so grossly common throughout the galaxy.
'No droids.'
It angered him to no end. When cantinas would prevent him from entering, when people looked down on him for simply being a servant, when people thought less of him because he had no blaster or lightsaber to swing around and be a hero. Restraining bolts, memory wipes, these frequent bans on his kind for arbitrary reasons that painted him as some kind of second-class citizen and not a person that had risked his life hundreds of times over to protect the very same people that denied him privileges afforded to the rest of the galaxy; his owners, as people would so kindly put it. It left him stirred, bitter, and falling back on what
Blackout
had said all those years ago. BB-610 narrowed his optic. It hurt. It hurt a lot.So he had come to experience Ilum for himself, with no prissy Jedi to tell him what he can or can't experience. The Delta-7B sat dormant at the cave's entrance, with BB-610 staring directly into its hollow depths. He'd felt guilty about leaving his home without notice, especially because he was supposed to attend dinner with his family, but the nagging feeling of frustration had soured his mood considerably. He loved Valery, he loved Kahlil and he loved their kids, but none of them would understand. To the galaxy, he was just a droid.
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