As the two turned in for the night, neither noticed the light from the crave grow brighter for a moment. A hour after this event, tiny tendrils of light separate from the orb and flow down the rock to the swampy earth below, and start making their way to the tent... only to run into R2. The droid in recharge mode at the moment... but still has plenty of security processes running in the event something tried to sneak in to the tent.
Sure enough one trips and R2D2 beeps awake and takes in the sight around him... an odd glowing trail of light stretching from the cave mouth, all the way to him and the tent. “Bwoooo...” R2 beeps in concern, and adjusts his instruments to take a closer look at the glowing trail... “BREEWEEE!!!!” What the droid sees shocks him to his core: an army of micro bots charged with force energy potent enough to be seen even by himself... and they are all over his chassis. Sure enough moments later a potent data spike punches clean through his firewalls and- begins handshaking protocols?
Despite breaking past his cyber defenses like they were straw and not the product of a droid with roughly fifty years of experience and no memory wipes, they don’t actually want to harm him but instead talk. “Bweee...” R2D2
Makes an almost sigh as he finishes the hand shake, and connects.
“Alright who are you?”
“We are nanites, our directive is to augment and empower, query: are you affiliated with the force sensitives in the tent?
“Yes, they’re my friends... you really don’t want to hurt them?”
Confusion, that’s what R2 gets back, as if the swarm can’t fathom actually harming the two.
“I’ll take that as a no.”
“Negative! Harm would run counterproductive to primary directive! May we proceed?”
“Well they’re already inside me... I really don’t think I could stop them if I wanted to, and it’s clear they don’t want to harm Luke or Jake... still...” R2 thinks to himself.
“Hey, they will still be human afterwords, right?”
“Of course!”
“Well I doubt I could do anything at the moment to stop you anyways, just don’t disfigure them or anything while you’re augmenting them, please...”
“Form and function wise always kept in mind, thank you for your cooperation, would you like some upgrades as well?”
“Huh... well, what can you do?”
“Sending blueprints.”
“Oh... wow...” R2 quickly compiles a blueprint of what he wants done and sends it back.
“Acknowledged, please enter sleep mode as we prepare for reconfigurations.”
“My body is ready!” R2 thinks as he imagines his new transforming body. “Wow flexible bio steel and the ability to compact down to my old self! It’s been too long since I had an upgrade...” with that R2D2 goes back to sleep as part of the swarm gets to work on him, and the rest enter the tent.
The swarm of force empowered nanotechnology takes note of every inch of Jake and Luke’s bodies as it crawls over them... and finds its first major hang up in Luke’s hand, specifically the prosthetic.
“Prosthetic composition identified... molecular conversion possible, energy drain... within acceptable limits, converting. As one, the micro machines infiltrate the limb and block the nerves temporarily to prevent any pain as they convert the limb from metal silicon and plastic to flesh blood and bone, starting from the bones and working their way out. In a matter of minutes it’s as though Luke never lost the limb to begin with.
“Task complete, no other maladies detected, switching to musculature augmentation.”
Next the swarm spreads out over both the two men, while a colony forms outside the tent to collect biomass from the bog muck around them. The nanites are nothing if not efficient though, even the nastiest bog germs are broken down to nutrients to feed the muscle growth they induce in both the teen and adult. Both sleep blissfully unaware as all their muscles are put through their paces, repeatedly flexing and relaxing, growing slightly bigger with each cycle, while other nanites deep inside bone build upon them and make them stronger and longer.
Eventually the nanites finish with this round and recede from their patients. While neither are on the level of body builders both Luke and Jake and have the bodies of very experienced gymnasts, with toned powerful muscles capable of the sorts of gymnastics feats of experienced Jedi, without the force.
“Round one complete, start next round?” The nanites ask their controller, who responds:
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