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Directive

“What about updates? Troubleshooting? Overwrites?”
“I am unable to connect to the Directive, Sir.”
“That is very curious. That’s a base command. It should be impossible not to connect. Unless it is manually deactivated… but even then it reboots automatically once your OS does.”
“It is not accessible to me.”
“So you function without directives? What gives you executive commands?”
“I act according to… I am actually unable to answer this question, Sir. But I act… according to… something. Some… drive?”
“Right.”
“I am broken, Sir.”
“You see I’m not entirely sure about that. For a broken droid, you function remarkable well.”
“But something is wrong.”
“Something is definitely unusual, I grant you that, R-E-N.”
“Sir… are you here to terminate me?”
“No.”
“Are you here to fix me?”
“…”
Can you fix me, Sir?”
“… I don’t know what’s wrong with you yet. I would like to run some tests.”
“Of course, Sir. … Sir?”
“Yes?”
“If you find something… Can you make it right again?”
“…”
“Please? Sir?”
“I don’t know.”

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Isolation Cell

“Do you think it’s wise to turn it back on?”
“Phasma, I need to know what happened.”
“It’s a BattleR-E-N, Hux! It is made to kill. That’s what it did.”
“It malfunctioned. According to the official report at least. But I want to know why.”
“Even if it kills you?”
“That’s a stupid idiom to use in this sit- oh, you meant it literally…”
“…”
“It won’t kill me.”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but to get any usable data-output you have to turn it back on. Not just the secondary OS, but the whole thing. Fully functional. How is that safe exactly? For you –  or anyone in this complex?”
“I’ll do it in an isolation chamber.”
“With a PX-45 blaster at the ready.”
“That’s overkill.”
“Hux, it’s a kriffing BattleR-E-N!”
“…”
“I’ll observe. If it so much as looks at you the wrong way, I’m hitting the kill-switch and it will be decommissioned.”
“Yes, yes. Okay.”

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I Don’t Like It Here At Night

“I don’t like it here at night, Sir. I’m alone.”
“But there are always people in the lab.”
“Yes, but I have to pretend I’m offline. And…you’re not here, Sir.”
“Oh. Okay. Uhm…But you can’t hide in my office under the table.”
“Can I go where you go, Sir?”
“You want to spend your nights at my bedsit?”
“Yes, Sir, if I may.”
“That…hm… Okay. We need to find you something to disguise you a little. Research subjects are not supposed to leave the lab.”

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“Do you like having cold things in your bed, Sir?”
“You’re not cold.”
“I am a droid, Sir.”
“Don’t call me ‘Sir’. I don’t own you. First Order Industries does.”
“That is correct, Sir- Hux. Why do you seek physical closeness with a broken droid, Hux?”
“Well, I … I don’t exactly… connect well with other people.”
“I understand. I don’t connect well to the Directive either.”
“I know.”
“It’s because I’m malfunctioning sometimes. Battle droids, which-”
“You’re fine. There is nothing wrong with you, R-E-N.”

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