Darth Hashira
Enlightened
''Orignally, we wanted to do an organic transplant but we neither had the arm in your size nor your color. However, we have plenty of artificials.''
''Where's my family?'' Drett asked, more concenred about his family than his arm.
''They um, they...died in the blast'' Drett began to tear up as he remembered the screams of his sister and mother before he blacked out.
''Where did the blast come from?'' he asked through gritted teeth. His sadness turned to anger.
''Where's my family?'' Drett asked, more concenred about his family than his arm.
''They um, they...died in the blast'' Drett began to tear up as he remembered the screams of his sister and mother before he blacked out.
''Where did the blast come from?'' he asked through gritted teeth. His sadness turned to anger.