Люк И Вейдер возвращаются в прошлое. Минута фейспалмов.
Люк и Вейдер возвращаются в арку с предателем Креллом, который смачно кончается в ближайшем плотоядном кусте. Счастливый вдох-выдох, выпускаем эмоции в Силу.
Еще там есть ЮМОР.
Luke brought the injured to Kix and asked after the other wounded from Krell’s horrible trick of turning brother against brother. Kix gave his report after casting a sideways glance towards Rex. Vader meanwhile was examining the Umbaran aircraft, even taking off his black cape and crawling underneath it to poke at the engine. A blast in the distance caught everyone’s attention. With the transmitter still not operational and insurgents likely to attack they needed to act. Luke told Rex to defend the airbase as best he could while he took one of the fighters up to destroy the supply ship in orbit. Hardcase protested, not wanting to lose out on flying the mission when he and Jesse and Fives had the most experience with the craft.
“They have a point, young one,” Vader intoned coming to stand behind Luke, towering over him. “The configuration on the Umbaran craft is entirely unique.”
"You have more ground tactical experience than I have, father. I can lead the air attack with their help while you handle the insurgents and the missiles.”
“I do not like the idea of separating, son. You are unfamiliar with the particulars of this campaign.”
Rex gaped as the two debated. Son? Father? Young one? He looked from one Force user to another. His brothers stood beside him just as bewildered.
“I don’t see the resemblance,” Hardcase whispered loudly. Fives groaned and Jesse elbowed Hardcase hard.
Нет, я много повидал фанфиков. Надо было составлять хит-парад наиофигеннейших идей. Но чтобы такое?