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<blockquote data-quote="Mickerus" data-source="post: 801151" data-attributes="member: 11011">LE-3PO, or &quot;Leo&quot; as some of the sentients liked to call him (why, he would never know) paced back and forth in his room.&nbsp; Though the Celestial hadn't been underway for long since its last stop, Leo had run out of things to do.&nbsp; &quot;Relax,&quot; they said.&nbsp; What does a droid do to relax?&nbsp; He had already recharged his battery and gone through every maintenance routine he could think of.&nbsp; &quot;I wonder if Mr. Jokairo can think of something for me to do,&quot; Leo finally mused aloud.That was it!&nbsp; With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, Leo made his way out of his room and into the passageway looking for Calven's room.&nbsp; Leo made a stark contrast to the clean, bright passageways of the Celestial with his slate gray paint (complete with chips and scratches) as he made his way through.&quot;Room 02-14... 02-16... Ah!&nbsp; Here it is!&quot;&nbsp; Leo knocked on the door and after a couple of minutes gave up on waiting for a response.&quot;Maybe he's in the lounge, then?&nbsp; If not the lounge, then definitely the dining hall.&quot;As he shuffled through the ship's corridors, he stumbled into a housekeeping droid coming around a corner.&nbsp; &quot;Oh, I'm terribly sorry!&nbsp; Well now, am I glad to see you!&nbsp; It's a pleasure to finally come across some civilized company on this ship!&nbsp; So tell me, I happen to be looking for someone, and I believe he may be in the lounge.&nbsp; Do you think you could point out the way for me?&nbsp; You see, I haven't actually been there yet and -&quot;&quot;Bllleeeeeeuuuuuuurrrrrp!&quot; the other droid interrupted as it continued going its own way.&quot;Well, I never!&nbsp; Of all the nerve!&nbsp; I know at least one droid that's in desperate need of reprogramming!&quot;Leo continued to explore the ship, confident that he'd find the lounge soon.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Mickerus, post: 801151, member: 11011"] LE-3PO, or "Leo" as some of the sentients liked to call him (why, he would never know) paced back and forth in his room. Though the Celestial hadn't been underway for long since its last stop, Leo had run out of things to do. "Relax," they said. What does a droid do to relax? He had already recharged his battery and gone through every maintenance routine he could think of. "I wonder if Mr. Jokairo can think of something for me to do," Leo finally mused aloud. That was it! With a sudden burst of enthusiasm, Leo made his way out of his room and into the passageway looking for Calven's room. Leo made a stark contrast to the clean, bright passageways of the Celestial with his slate gray paint (complete with chips and scratches) as he made his way through. "Room 02-14... 02-16... Ah! Here it is!" Leo knocked on the door and after a couple of minutes gave up on waiting for a response. "Maybe he's in the lounge, then? If not the lounge, then definitely the dining hall." As he shuffled through the ship's corridors, he stumbled into a housekeeping droid coming around a corner. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry! Well now, am I glad to see you! It's a pleasure to finally come across some [i]civilized[/i] company on this ship! So tell me, I happen to be looking for someone, and I believe he may be in the lounge. Do you think you could point out the way for me? You see, I haven't actually been there yet and -" "Bllleeeeeeuuuuuuurrrrrp!" the other droid interrupted as it continued going its own way. "Well, I never! Of all the nerve! I know at least [i]one[/i] droid that's in desperate need of reprogramming!" Leo continued to explore the ship, confident that he'd find the lounge soon. [/QUOTE]

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