He would rather shut down than deal with this.

'No rest for the wicked.' That was the saying, was it not? No rest for those who held naught a soul, but all the ambition in the world.

Sizzling at the command, the android falls into an angered silence. <ᴘᴏʀᴛᴇʀ ᴇᴜɢᴇɴᴇ ᴅᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ>

"Right, where did I lose you, now?"

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝." ••「Ꭺꭱꭺꮇꮖꮪ」•• ♱ Mᴜsᴋᴇᴛᴇᴇʀ ♱ Mᴀʀᴋsᴍᴀɴ ♱ Sᴇᴀᴍsᴛʀᴇss ♱ #MusketeersRP #BBCRP #OpenRP 𝚁𝚃?

❝Prᥲιsᥱ ᥲᥒd gᥣorყ ᥲrᥱ tᥕo of mყ fᥲvorιtᥱ thιᥒgs.❞ ▸▸┊ 𝑃 𝑂 𝑅 𝑇 𝐻 𝑂 𝑆┊ ⚜ 𝕸𝖚𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖊𝖗 ⚜ 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐭 ⚜ 𝐀𝐯𝐢𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫 ⚜ #MusketeersRP

Nailed it. #StarWarsDay #StarWars

"When you asked for my company, Professor, I assumed you meant it in a strictly professional manner," a lightly accented voice stated from behind the lounging scholar. Ship barely landed, the redhead strode toward Zavier with curiosity in his gaze.

What the actual--? Hux slammed his datapad down before anyone around him could see - or hear - the message. How many times did he have to tell his men to never let that damn pilot into their messaging systems, again.

Ah, just what I've always wanted: To simulate being handcuffed like runaway convicts with manacles engraved with a personal identification. Sounds just kidnap-y enough for Ren and Rey.

"Alright." The android stated, cutting into the lengthy rant that ᴘᴏʀᴛᴇʀ ᴇᴜɢᴇɴᴇ ᴅᴀᴍᴇʀᴏɴ was going on. "But maybe it's better to wait."