Roses are Red, Try Not to Push Her
"Query: Have you heard the tale of Darth Revan the Butcher?" said HK-47. Ahsoka flinched at the sudden question and spun around to face the assassin droid. While he hadn't been trying to be particularly sneaky, HK-47 was glad to see his stealth routines weren't too out of date.
"I… can't say I have." replied Ahsoka cautiously, appraising the droid that had seemed to come out of nowhere.
"It's not a story the Jedi would tell you." said Thrawn, not bothering to look up from their chess game. "From what I understand, they'd likely be against filling their youngling's heads with Sith legends." With that the Chiss Admiral glanced up at HK-47. "With a name like Darth Revan the Butcher, I feel safe assuming that he was a Sith? Though I'll readily admit to being unacquainted with him as well."
"Correction: Darth Revan was a powerful Jedi, who died heroically attempting to eliminate the Sith Empire. He was also my former Master." boasted the droid.
Ahsoka raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "I have a hard time buying the idea that 'Darth Revan the Butcher' wasn't a Sith. Doesn't seem very… Jedi-y."
"Derision: You are free to be incorrect, meatbag. My Master was a powerful Jedi, whose glorious last stand deserves to be remembered for all eternity." said HK-47 proudly, before sheepishly continuing. "Addendum: My Master may also have been a Sith Lord at one point in his life."
"So why are you telling me this?" asked Ahsoka. "If you seem so knowledgeable on this Darth Revan guy, why bother asking me about him?"
"Answer: When I discovered that Lady Ciaran and PR-1 had not heard of my Master's glorious final stand against the Empire, I rationalized it as the Jedi keeping it secret due to his past flirtations with the Dark Side." explained HK-47. "Lamentation: I see now that the Jedi are simply idiots."
"Hey!" exclaimed Ahsoka, rising slightly out of her chair, hand twitching towards her lightsaber ever so slightly.
HK-47 noticed. "Challenge: Bring it, meatbag."
"HK-47, if you kill her, Lady Ciaran would be quite displeased." said Thrawn, the voice of reason as always. "And Ahsoka, the Abyss Watcher's went to great lengths to recover HK-47. I ask that you not try to damage him further. The engineers have their hands full enough trying to refurbish him as it is."
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Try to damage him?" repeated Ahsoka incredulously. "I have a lightsaber. And I've had a fair bit of practice cutting up clankers."
"HK-47 is a cut above your average B1 battle droid." warned Thrawn. "I thought you would have learned not to judge things by their appearance. I've lost count the number of times you've rushed headlong into a trap because you didn't take the time to look closely enough." Ahsoka had the dignity to look ashamed.
"Statement: I have had adequate practice eliminating Force sensitive meatbags. More experience than you've had dismantling useless droids." bragged HK-47.
"I doubt a rusty bucket of bolts like you has ever bested a Jedi." said Ahsoka, confident in the combat prowess of the Order.
"Correction: I eliminate whoever my Master designates as a target, as per my assassination protocols. Boast: My successful hunts include Jedi, Sith, bounty hunters, and one small child who knew too much." said HK-47.
Thrawn noticed Ahsoka's questioning and accusatory look from across the board. "Well don't look at me, he's had many Masters before us, including a man named Darth Revan the Butcher. Who knows who they've had him kill in his four thousand years. I'll remind you that Lady Ciaran has actually taken steps to ensure the survival of the Jedi Order."
"Ahsoka turned back around to look at HK-47. "I don't think I've ever seen a droid that old. How are you still functioning?"
"Very advanced engineering and the hard work of our maintenance crews." interrupted Thrawn before HK-47 could speak up again.
"Lie: I do not mean to boast, but… Boast: Indeed, Darth Revan was adept at
mechu-deru, and I am the pinnacle of his achievements in the field." said HK-47. "Addendum: Though the Exterminator droids were a close second, based on my own design as they were."
"Exterminator droids? Guess those are from when this guy was a Sith." guessed Ahsoka. Thrawn looked similarly intrigued.
"Correction: No, the Exterminator Droids were the last attempt by my Master to eliminate the Sith from the galaxy entirely. An army, based on my own impeccable design and produced by the Foundry." explained HK-47.
"What's the Foundry? Some droid factory or something?" asked Ahsoka. "Why does where the droids were made make any difference?"
"Exasperation: Your ignorance astounds me, meatbag. Answer: The Foundry was a factory built into an asteroid, capable of producing infinite quantities of high grade droids at an impressive rate. Such forces would be able to reshape the galaxy to their Master's will. The Foundry was also the location of my Master's last stand against the Sith Empire."
"Really?! Something like that could end this entire war!" exclaimed Ahsoka, leaning forward excitedly. "Where is it?"
Thrawn began gesturing wildly behind Ahsoka, though HK-47 didn't need the reminder to withhold the location of the Foundry itself. "Derision: My Master kept the location of the Foundry secret for three centuries of torture by the Emperor. I would not tell you even if I knew. Clarification: Which I don't. I suffered extreme damage attempting to eliminate the Imperial strike team, and many memory files were destroyed while I was offline."
"Oh. I suppose that
would have been too easy." lamented a dejected Ahsoka. Thrawn gave a sigh of relief. "Still, three centuries, huh? That's pretty impressive."
"Statement: Of course it is. There are few things my Master did that were not impressive." said HK-47 indignantly. "Gratitude: I'm glad to hear that you appreciate the full magnitude of Darth Revan's magnificence. Command: Now go inform the Jedi that they were fools to not celebrate his glory through the millennia."
With that said, HK-47 turned to leave. Ahsoka turned back to Thrawn and their game. "Well he was a character. Do I really have to go tell the Jedi about all that?"
"It's likely for the best if you do not." said Thrawn nonchalantly. "HK-47 has his uses, but I've found him to be rather lacking when it comes to what's socially appropriate. Based on what I've observed of their history, the Jedi Council would probably be less receptive to the return of Darth Revan's story than you." Thrawn looked down to the board and moved a bishop. "Checkmate."
Ahsoka grabbed her head in frustration. "Gah, one of these days Thrawn, I'll beat you!"
Thrawn smiled slightly. "Perhaps even today. Care to go again?" he said, resetting the board.
AN: I've compromised on my "HK-47 breaks into the Jedi Temple and kidnaps some younglings to teach them about Darth Revan" idea and settled for just Ahsoka. Also, if anyone has a better rhyme for "butcher" for the title, I'm all ears. In other news, my colon key is affixed to my laptop with Gorilla Glue, so writing HK-47 is a possibility again.