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Its 32 BBY. Pre-mecha General Grievous finds half of Maul in the trash &, against his better judgement, takes him in. Maul is forced to recuperate on this guy’s couch in his bustling family home.
Notes:
I want to promise the next chapter won't be as long but... First time writing a long form fic in many moons. Please enjoy Exposition Grievous :)
Minor Gore Warning, I do describe the wound of half a guy but didn't think it warranted a T for Teen rating
I was hesitant to write Maul because I’m not as autistic about him as I am with General Grievous but watching Shadow Lord gave me enough confidence that I would be comfortable winging it. I do want to write this fic but I also may never get around to it, so I’m doing a bullet point fic outline lol.
TL:DR: Pre-mecha kaleesh General Grievous finds half of Maul in the trash &, against his better judgement, takes him in. Maul is forced to recuperate on this guy’s couch in his bustling family home.
Chapter 1: Grievous exposition. Finds a guy in the trash.
New management at the Banking Clan didn’t want their trash near their home. Sent Grievous, Director of Collections & Security, all the way out to junkyard planet Lotho Minor to disappear failed investments.
This planet sucks. Might as well do donuts in the hover skiff. Oh god, he accidentally breathed through his nose.
Almost throws up but also smells a very distinct smell that I’d probably describe for a few paragraphs
Follows the smell of someone actively dying b/c who the hell is throwing people away that aren’t dead yet. That’s just unprofessional
Pokes around & finds Maul. Pokes Maul a couple times. Hmm…
This is none of his business.
Counterpoint: Anything can be his business if he’s nosy enough
Might as well see if he can give this guy a ride somewhere, postmortem or otherwise
Goes to lift Maul w the trash stick & sees that yeah half of this guy is just gone. The rest of him doesn’t seem to be in the area
Plops him onto the hover skiff with a “Ay brother, you alive?”
The order in which Grievous observes:
Red goth zabrak
Scuffed up the front of his goth attire, indicating he’d been alive & crawling
Still breathing currently
Clutching something cylindrical in his right hand
Gets back to where he parked his shuttle. Steals the hover skiff like it’s a Walmart shopping cart.
Figures it’d be polite to hose this guy down with whatever bacta he had in his meager first aid kit
Lifts tattered goth robe & instantly recognizes it as a lightsaber inflicted wound
Cauterization is failing, like it did in Grievous' brother who died in his arms like x amount of years ago via lightsaber slash to the guts
Probably a graphic description of Maul’s wound before Grievous decides to see if this guy still wanted to live by unloading the bacta aerosol on pretty much his open abdominal cavity
Maul does in fact scream & thrash & blast Grievous back against the bulkhead
Grievous sits on the floor buffering for a hot second.
Goes to pick up what Maul dropped. Yeah that’s a lightsaber. Looks to have also been bisected by another lightsaber. He was hoping for like a wallet or something but no, all he had on him was the hilt.
Has been making offhand comments to Maul out of habit & now informs him that he’s way more trouble than he needs right now.
Jumps into hyperspace mulling over how the Bank &/or their conglomerate friends might handle the gift of half of a Jedi.
Next chapter would be a pit stop at Mygeeto where Grievous sweet talks a medical droid into at least closing up the open hot pocket that is Maul & ultimately makes like, the worst decision possible if we're being honest.
