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warseraph · 1 month ago
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“You owe Jabba money?” 
She'd found the idea humorous, that he—that a droid—would be in financial debt to a crime lord. It wasn't an accurate assumption, not completely, but the principle of the matter remained. Even droids—not their owners—could be indebted to Jabba, and droids such as him would certainly be punished if they didn't come through. [ He hasn't spoken about his time in service to Jabba. Those aren't memories he's intent on revisiting. ] Kay had learned, though; the relationship between droids and money. 
“I don't get a cut. I'm a droid, with a restraining bolt and property of Jaylen Vrax.” 
Jaylen was the one who controlled the finances. The one to whom money flowed. Of course, ND-5 had been able to access funds—weapons upgrades, bribes and payment—every dollar purposefully spent. ND-5 is a droid; superfluous purchases were unnecessary, it was pointless to acquire anything that did not enhance his capabilities. (If he is honest, thread and needle was superfluous; dusters aren't standard issue, don't provide any real use to an old BX Commando unit. Then again, Jaylen deemed his maintenance and upgrades superfluous, too.) It's strange to own money. A lot of things are strange; getting an equal cut of any job he and Kay do, belonging only to himself, reporting to Kay only if he chooses. She pries, of course. But never with entitlement; always bright eyed, lips quirked—asking questions out of genuine curiosity, and a desire to know him better. (That's yet another strange thing. That someone would devote time to knowing him better, and care in their methods for the task.)
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