Tales of the Mandalorians

[Flo]

The door shut quietly behind the mandalore - so did Dha's eyelids.


.....Corsairs helping house factions.......Bounty Hunters doing nothing, but watching how the Corsair destroyed the Bretonian Battleship.....then impacts......fire......

"Are you alright, sir?"

A horrible pain caused Dha to see little stars as he scared up. "W....what?"

"Oh sorry. I did not notice you were asleep."

"Thanks to you, I am no lon....aaargh" another pain wandered up from his missing leg to his neck "More painkillers, now!"

"But sir, we have already..."

"I said NOW!"

The nurse shrank back and quickly left the room, nearly falling over her own feet. The moment she left another person entered the room.
"What is all the riot here? You won't get better if you don't rest enough."

"So, who are you now? Another "nurse"?" a sarcastic smile was about to grace his face, but somehow the muscles weren't fully funtionable.

"No...I am the chief physician - and I am here to inform you about the required measurements to reconstruct your lost leg. Normally we take a sample of the DNS so we can "generate" similar tissue for the prosthesis. That should let you feel only little difference to your old leg....."

"Wait, wait, wait.......what means "normal" and what means "little difference"? So there WILL be a difference?"

"Well, we do that surgery to most people and they say th...."

"But I am not "normal people! I am a high ranked person - i cannot afford to teeter around like a cheap puppet!"

"There is another possibility. But it will cost some credits."

"Ha! That should not be a problem for me. Tell me more! Now!"

"There is also the possibility to support your legs movement by a cybernetic implant."

"Don't use such a moonspeak! Tell me the facts!"

"Well, we will put a titanium exoskeleton in your new leg moved by hydraulic and pneumatic processes. It is joined with your nerves so that it takes its "orders" directly from your brain........."

As the doctor continued Dha's eyes started to glare. Even though he already made his decision, he listened to the precise description of the medical scientist like a exited child.

"....and that is all.", he ended.

"I'll take that robo-leg no matter what."

"Sir, the phrase "robo-leg" is not very..."

"I pay it. I will have it. I name it like i want. Just one last question: Will it make my leg stronger?"

"Why do you ask? I already explained that..."

"Will - it- make - me - stronger!?"

"*sigh*...Yes, it will"

"Goooood.....I will need to kick some major as*** once I am out here....When will the surgery take place?"

"Next week would be good."

"Next week? Are you kidding me? I want it this week! I want it today!"

"But today our list is full. I am sorry but.."

"You want our money or not?"

"Well then......today.....7 p.m."

"Don't be late!" Dha shouted as the man left the room mumbling something.



Some hours later he was brought to the operating room. The anesthetic was working fast. But this time his dreams weren't bad.



He was dreaming of flowering meadows...they were burning...

There were also long haired people trying to escape.....but nobody could escape him and his leg of revenge...


Nobody....

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