Ah…mindless transition!
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Thankfully for the Exile, they found the Revan the very next day. It wasn't like it was hard – after all, only Revan would completely rape and pillage a planet while trying to hide from the rest of the galaxy.
"I can't believe it," the Exile said disgustedly. "This is what that idiot's been doing over the last four years? Digging holes?"
"Perhaps the withered female meatbag was wrong, and Old Master is trying to open a silver mine, not hunt Sith," HK suggested helpfully. T3 blatted rudely as the Exile looked at the assassin droid disbelievingly.
"Was that…sarcasm, HK?"
"Condescending statement: Yes, master, what else would it be?"
"Oh, shut up. Your stupid protocols are going haywire again; you forgot to state your tone beforehand."
The HK droid remains silent, although T3 hoots a victory call half a dozen times.
"T3, keep that up and I won't stop him from slagging you," the Exile says mildly. The whistling abruptly stops, and the Exile grins.
"OK, guys, let's head out. I want to find Revan as quickly as possible and get off this crummy piece of waste, like, yesterday."
Brimming with renewed confidence that she would indeed find Revan, kick Sith rear, and then get off 'This Crummy Piece of Waste', the Exile led the way down the Ebon Hawk's boarding ramp.
Unfortunately, she was confronted by a madwoman on the way down.