Background
Sensory input: online
Analysis: two humans, both male. Subject 1 appears to be highly armored, his eyes appear calculating. Subject 2 is smaller of frame, but seems to hold themselves with confidence.
“Hello, I am I……I….C2G11. Human-cyborg relations”
The armored man (AM) speaks.
AM: “Well isnt that surprising. You did it Nomar Kienaan. You honestly grafted a C2 protocol into a IG assassin.”
Normar: “Well, you and your squad did quite a bit of damage to it when you hit that Empire base. How you managed to stop the IG bot from blowing up when you took it out is beyond me.”
IC2G11: Apologies, I am not sure what I am doing here. Did you need me for protocol and translation work? I appear to have lost much of my memory banks and cannot seem to access most of the hundreds of languages I know but perhaps I can still assist. Did you need my help?”
AM: “No, not right now” the armored man speaks up quite roughly and then beckons the other man to walk just a little bit away.
Increasing auditory stimulus
Normar: “Saw, I know we got this to work but it seems dangerous. Using the empires IG droids against could easily turn back on us, even tempering its destruction tendencies wih the C-series.”
Saw Gerrera: “No! This will work, they’ve taken everything from us and we can take everything from them. Droid get over here”
IC2G11: “Of course, I live to serve master.”
Saw: “I’m going to call you Ice from now on. Accept.”
IC2G11: “Understand.”
Saw: “I have a mission for you. We’ve got a diplomatic mission”
His eyes narrow and move towards Normar
“Its on a distant moon and theyve got some supplies that our group needs in order to accomplish our mission”
IC2G11: “Of course master. As long as its only diplomatic, I abhor violence of any kind.”
Saw’s smile widens “Oh I know. Of that I plan to make use of”
So begin a number of mission Ice was sent on by Saw Gerrera. Always in the guise of a diplomatic mission, the IG protocol droid would receive a signal at some point and let loose its more violent tendencies.
However in the last mission something went wrong, the signal was corrupted somehow. It didnt just unleash the assassin commands but allowed Ice to realize what was happening. Overcome with a strange feeling, one of being controlled, Ice fled the mission and never returned to Saw or his rebels.
Now Ice travels the galaxy as an assassin/bounty hunter, being mistaken for a reprogramed protocol droid has its benefits.
Motivation