Labyrinth of Death | Epilogue

Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Epilogue


Raenen leaned over the table, grinning. “So how’s your new arm?”
Barras flexed his mechanical arm gingerly. “It feels odd.”
“‘Course it does,” said Raenen. “It’s new. It’ll feel odd for a while.”
TR-3’s eyes flashed green. “Man’s arm is good.”
Raenen glanced at the droid. “Can you speak intelligently?”
TR-3’s head bowed stiffly and raised again. “TR is a droid.”
Barras laughed. “It feels good to use two arms again.”
Raenen patted the mechanical arm. “Can you feel this?”
Barras nodded. “They’ve even covered it with prosthetic skin to make it look more real.” He stood and struck a pose, tautening the muscles in his arm. “Trako and Kelan want me to tell the story of the man who chopped open a wampa’s stomach and used its warmth and fur to stay alive on a cold moon named Glewthon.”
Raenen shook her head, a laugh bubbling up from within. “No, no. Seriously, that story’s disgusting. You shouldn’t tell it to them.”
“Why not?” Barras grinned at her.
TR-3’s eyes flashed pink. “TR thinks that man likes you, woman.”
Raenen elbowed the silver-plated droid. “Oh, be quiet, you mechanical matchmaker. Go and bother some other person for a change.”
“TR goes to look for some other person to bother,” said the droid, rolling off on its wheeled base.
Raenen smiled at Barras. “He’s right, you know.”
“Yes, I know.” Barras raised both hands, fingers extended. “How do I look? Truly?”
Everything about Raenen’s face spoke of happiness. “Like a champion.”

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