"You got without me man," Toland told Betuu, "I need to go grab my gear and hopefully get that IM-6 up and running. You go show these guys how a battle droid shoots.

"Roger roger," Betuu bluntly replied. Making a full turn, Betuu marched away from the group, pushing past newbies and vets alike to get out of the hold. Toland rubbed his temple as he watched the big Super Battle Droid litterally push two people out of his way and out the exit.

"I try my best with him," Toland admitted, "but he still has some old Sep tendencies that I can't shake out of him. He's a big teddy bear inside. A big, angry militarized teddy bear with built in guns..."

Toland gave a mock salute to Tadia's as she left, trying his best not to panic alone. [i]Mingle...right,[/i] he repeated in thought.
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Betuu was the first to get to the firing range since most were still conversing at in the hold. He didn't care for most fleshy small talk. He tolerated Toland, only because he had rebuilt him from a rusted hulk and saved him from those touchy little things. Jawas, he remembered. Betuu had trouble remembering a lot before he met Toland.

Sometimes he can vividly pull up a recording from his cache from when he was manufactured. Slimey Geonosians all around him. The recording jumps to a battle outside the facility, he thinks. Fleshies with lightsabers. Jedi. He thinks he killed one, or it might of been the tank behind him. He preferred having it on his kill count.

After that everything is just frames of different locations and the scars of corruption.

Betuu uncocked his arm and took aim at the targets. He started off with his basic dual cannon. Twin blaster rounds pierced through the air and struck the target dead on. Double bullseye. The droid switched to his triShot system and fired, unleashing a blaster pistol sized shotgun blast. The three laser spread landed millimeters away from dead center, the tightest Betuu could get it.