Tsubaki held up Vader as the two of them once again entered sick bay. Vader was gingerly holding his left leg off the ground, meaning it was most likely broken. Doctor Juupen, the doctor assigned to them both, groaned, seeing them enter for the 7th time this week.
"Two broken arms, a sprained ankle, three fractured ribs, all breaking on separate days, and now a broken leg too?" Juupen growls, baring his reptilian fangs in annoyance. The doctor was about 7 feet tall, and had three sets of legs. His snout was short like a cat's and covered in army green scales. Six black, jagged tentacles sprouted from his back, each tipped with a claw covered in drying blood from his previous surgery that he had yet to wash off. At the end of his tail was a small ball, similar to the ones on an anklyosaurus. Small half moon glasses sat propped up on his snout making him seem older than he really was. "This is far to many times this week, Anakin!"
"That's Lord Vader to you, Juupen." Vader growled.
"Well, your going to die soon anyways at the rate your going. You can't do much to me while you're dead."
"Tsubaki can."
"Leave me out of this." Tsubaki hissed. Juupen sighed snapping his fingers and pointing to a bed.
"Sit there." He barks, going to wash off the blood on his claws. Tsubaki takes off his helmet and gently brushes the dust off of his head.
"You know, you're the first one not to be disgusted or afraid of me when my helmet is off."
"Why would i be? 'You are You. And You are perfect just the way You are.' That was something Dr. Colrez told me for years. He taught me that no matter what someone looks like its what's on the inside that counts. You may be scary and ugly on the outside, but I can tell your gentle and beautiful on the inside. You've just never had the chance to show your true colors to anyone." Tsubaki said with a warm smile. Vader's eyes widened in shock. While he was with her, he had more than once doubted his place in the Empire, as well as using the Dark Side. Often times he found himself dreaming of his son Luke, whom he'd never met, making him doubt his place further.
In the dreams, they would meet for the first time, and play games for hours, or race each other in cruisers. They would talk about nothing until the stars started to fade into the dawn of the next day. They were the kind of dreams that felt so real, that once you finaly woke up, the realization that it wasn't hits you like a ton of bricks, and you wish you could fall back asleep and continue your dream.
Those were the days when he was too depressed to do anything, and he took advantage of his broken bones, pretty much sleeping through the day in his quarters, purposefully keeping the room dark and dreary.
"You know nothing about me." Vader said quietly, avoiding her bright blue gaze.
"Your right. But I do know that you've been crying at night." She whispered softly. The sith lord looked at her, horrified that he hasd actually done that.
"I have?" He exclaimed in an urgent whisper. Tsubaki nodded.
"You were muttering someone's name... i think it was Padmo or Padma..."
"Padme... I must have been dreaming about her. She's my wife." He said quietly. "I never found out what happened to her after i went to the Dark Side." He lied.
"Alright, My Lord. The next time you come in here, I'm allowed to call you 15 dirty names." Juupen teased coming back with much cleaner claws on his tentacles.
"How dirty?"
"Stuff you can't put in a book without an adult rating." He says with a chuckle.
"Deal. Now fix my leg."