shitposting rave 4: (almost) anything goes

We do run to a type, it seems. It's the stress of keeping your type upright and pointing in the right direction.

 

They're like giant morgues just waiting to happen. Knock out the power and you've got a building full of dead people who just don't know it yet. It gives me the willies.
/_\

 

That's why my hospital had multiple redundant power systems designed to survive attack. The Omnic uprising reminded us of its importance.

 

...That's fair, but I'm still going to take the side of the profession that has saved my life multiple times over.

 

Infrastructure planning! If you fuck it up, it's full of backdoors. Do you live in with Big Brother too?
?_?

Robots have hospitals? Wait, no, stupid question. Forget that. What's a robot hospital look like?

 

Wow. A culture that sounds even more of a mess than the Jetiise. It sounds about as wholesome as the wookie slave rings.

For reference my Torisen is a Jedi. A Knight? I think? Not entirely clear on their ranks. He still answers to that Master Knorth person, though. The silly braid is gone at last. Sadly. They're a religious order, strictly stays out of politics. Officially, anyway. Reality is more complicated. They have quite a bit of influence in Republic systems.

My kind, or ours really, stays out of that. Mando'yaim isn't part of the Republic, nor are any of the clans. Governments based on a series of clan chiefs and a central chief, the Mand'alor. Act Six is to rally to the call of the Mand'alor. Officially. Things get a bit messy there. The Mand'alor might not be considered legitimate. Their orders might conflict with Act Five, protect the clan. Assuming we've not been called the Mando'ade tend to keep to their individual clans. Some are mercenaries, others career soldiers in Outer Rim systems. Or bounty hunters, obviously. Blood bonds aren't really a thing for us, either. "Nobody cares who your father is, but the father you will be" is how the saying goes.

-grins apologetically about that-

I'm trying to be a bit smarter about it now. Trying being the key word.

 

Like... a hospital...? I don't have any other species' architecture to compare them to, I'm sorry :c

 

So you're a bounty hunter? What's that like?

 

Honestly, it's just "normal" at this point. Started work at 14 galactic standard years and before that knew what my father did. You move a lot. Make more than a few enemies. I've made friends too, some of them becoming siblings. Brier being one. Ran into her in the job during the civil war I mentioned earlier.

Violent too, I suppose. That goes without saying for my culture, however. Even farmers and musicians know how to fight. And do.

 

A bounty hunter? This development is quite pleasing. I've found much companionship in members of this honorable profession. We are cut from the same ilk, yes. Two creatures with an unquenchable thirst for blood. A common goal that seldom reaches an impasse.

 

"Unquenchable thirst for blood" and "honorable" don't often sit in the same sphere, in my experience.

 

In my opinion, they go hand in hand. ^_^

 

So A'den would say. I've seen few less honorable, even among aruetiise. Whatever you have to offer it's being turned down.

 

Do you ever want to not fight?

 

Do you mean in general or in specific circumstances?

 

Both!

My Jame knows a Brier too. They're really close!

 

A Rue too hopefully. Being told to eat is as helpful as being scowled at every time you do something stupid.

As for the question. In general, no. It's fun, and what Tir'buir taught me. There's always something that needs breaking too. In specific situations? There have been a few, yes. Tori comes to mind with that.

 

A Rue, too. You've got your Ten.

 

The Ta'raysh Traat'aliit exists even in this other world too? Good. Ta'raysh Traat'aliit being "Ten Squad" in Basic.

 

the distinguished members of the medical community have never done shit for me, that's all i'm saying.