Time Thief
Sector: [Redacted]
System: [Redacted]
Location: Somewhere in Imperial Controlled Space
The young Du Couteau heir kept his quick pace walking through the building, his black boots contrasted the white floor and with a few steps he exited the hallway and into a large waiting room. The only other occupant, a protocol droid, performed a bow before resuming to organize several data-slates. Seto's own datapad showed him a quick stream of new information, even on medical leave he couldn't be left alone from his others missions. I thought getting promoted in the Inquisition meant less work the Inquisitor sighed as he put away his datapad.
Possibly won't help, but can't be bothered to care Seto mused silently as he realized that there was still some time left before his operation. He had to admit he did feel a bit excited and worried at the same time, not that second thoughts weren't common but Seto still felt a bit unsure of it all. Regardless he noted how much more his body was getting pushed and while the Force indeed acted a bit of a fix all for almost any situation, Seto hardly wanted to only rely on the Force. A reason good as any really another weary thought as he remembered a few acquaintances that had extensive cybernetic upgrades that functioned normally.
While this operation wasn't going to replace entire limbs, Seto learned that nanotech was getting a bit more traction and not one to pass up on a good deal. "Well, at least I get keep almost ninety percent of me together, it's just all gonna be held together with something cool," Seto mumbled to himself as he waited for a doctor he had asked for help for this type of operation.
He mostly thought it was generally a good idea to help his body get a bit resilient to all the recent combat he had experienced. While a possibly safer option might had been to engage in less dangerous missions or objectives, that sounded a bit boring and Seto hardly wanted to be seen as a rear line officer. There's a fine line between reasonable cowardice and straight-up running from the first sign of trouble, but still. Also being one of the first people to try out this new 'modification' sounded exciting enough for Seto to get over that first part of his initial doubt.
[member="Labkahip Mordulla"]
System: [Redacted]
Location: Somewhere in Imperial Controlled Space
"An Apple a day keeps the Doctor away the say. . . ."
The young Du Couteau heir kept his quick pace walking through the building, his black boots contrasted the white floor and with a few steps he exited the hallway and into a large waiting room. The only other occupant, a protocol droid, performed a bow before resuming to organize several data-slates. Seto's own datapad showed him a quick stream of new information, even on medical leave he couldn't be left alone from his others missions. I thought getting promoted in the Inquisition meant less work the Inquisitor sighed as he put away his datapad.
Possibly won't help, but can't be bothered to care Seto mused silently as he realized that there was still some time left before his operation. He had to admit he did feel a bit excited and worried at the same time, not that second thoughts weren't common but Seto still felt a bit unsure of it all. Regardless he noted how much more his body was getting pushed and while the Force indeed acted a bit of a fix all for almost any situation, Seto hardly wanted to only rely on the Force. A reason good as any really another weary thought as he remembered a few acquaintances that had extensive cybernetic upgrades that functioned normally.
While this operation wasn't going to replace entire limbs, Seto learned that nanotech was getting a bit more traction and not one to pass up on a good deal. "Well, at least I get keep almost ninety percent of me together, it's just all gonna be held together with something cool," Seto mumbled to himself as he waited for a doctor he had asked for help for this type of operation.
He mostly thought it was generally a good idea to help his body get a bit resilient to all the recent combat he had experienced. While a possibly safer option might had been to engage in less dangerous missions or objectives, that sounded a bit boring and Seto hardly wanted to be seen as a rear line officer. There's a fine line between reasonable cowardice and straight-up running from the first sign of trouble, but still. Also being one of the first people to try out this new 'modification' sounded exciting enough for Seto to get over that first part of his initial doubt.
[member="Labkahip Mordulla"]