Loth-kitten
В седьмом эпизоде Звездных Войн я люблю Анакина, который орет на Кай Лорена (с).
В пятом - Асоку, которая шутит по поводу бесцветных стен вейдеровского флагмана.
...короче, павлин ходит на Ао3 по тэгу Force Ghosts.
Дринкинг гейм.
archiveofourown.org/works/6479389/chapters/1483...
Obi-Wan felt like he might be sick as he watched Vader bow down and ask “What is thy bidding, my Master?”
Padmé, on the other hand, snorted. “Anakin always gets formal when he’s annoyed with people,” she explained.
“There is a great disturbance in the Force,” the Emperor said.
“I’ll show you a disturbance in the Force,” Qui-Gon muttered darkly.
“I have felt it,” Vader acknowledged.
“No shit,” Padmé said, taking a shot.
“Why?” Obi-Wan asked, gesturing to her shot glass clumsily.
“He’s talking to Palpatine.”
“Fair enough.”
The Emperor had meanwhile gone on to announce that Luke was their new enemy.
“How is that possible?” Vader asked in response to hearing that Luke was his son, despite the fact that he already knew.
Padmé, who had been in the middle of taking another shot, choked. “You were there, Anakin!” she sputtered.
Qui-Gon started laughing helplessly.
Воображаемый друг Финна.
archiveofourown.org/series/505972
The blue man has a lot of stories: He appears to have seen everything, been everywhere, met everyone… and judged them all to be incompetent. Like the Old Republic, which FN-2187’s only heard about a few times—although he has even less to say about the New Republic, generally. (FN-2187 has his suspicions about when the blue man died.)
He always has an opinion on military strategy and weaponry and starships.
He knows about the Old Empire, too. Not the lessons FN-2187 knows, usually, although there were many—all the top brass, especially Kylo Ren (Ben, FN-2187 remembers), are enamoured with it.
He knows the price it exacted.
He knows it failed.
FN-2187 is truly greedy for these stories, of the brave and caustic princess Leia Organa who lost her home, who witnessed its destruction and stood strong and brought the Empire to her knees and rebuilt it a Republic. And Luke Skywalker, a strangely detail-less and detail-oriented—FN-2187 is not entirely sure why it matters that the blue man doesn’t know his favourite food—tale of a man who’d left his aunt and uncle’s moisture farm for the rebellion and to become a Jedi, who'd turned the Emperor’s dog against him. (“A scant few months of training!” the blue man insists. “And yet, he dared face…”)
И, конечно же, жемчужина коллекции: Люк в изгнании не знает, как изгнать со своего острова назойливых гостей.
archiveofourown.org/works/7599805
“Cheat, I do not,” says Yoda one day, whilst he is blatantly using the Force to rig the shuffle, “it is not my fault if taught me to play sabacc properly, no one has.”
The other three groan hugely and roll their eyes.
“Master Yoda, your cheating at sabacc has been legendary since before my Master was a student,” says Qui-Gon, with a tired sigh. “That excuse stopped working about two centuries ago.”
“A Sith, your Master was,” says Yoda, with a sly look. “How know you that lying he was not when told you this he did.”
Qui-Gon rolls his eyes again. “Because, Master, while Dooku was a Sith, and a crafty bastard in his own right, he learnt very few of his sneaky ways from his Sith apprenticeship.”
Yoda huffs, and folds his hands on his lap. “Very sneaky, Dooku was not,” he says. “Offended I am that you think so little of my ability to teach cunning.”
Obi-Wan sniggers into his beard in a manner most unbefitting of a Jedi Master, and Anakin outright giggles. Qui-Gon somehow manages to look offended on behalf of himself, Yoda, and his late unlamented Master, the erstwhile Count Dooku.
Yoda huffs and rearranges his ghostly robes around himself, and several cards fall out of his sleeve before he can catch them.
“Fallen in here, these must have,” he says, picking it up off the floor, and puts them back in with the rest of the deck. The other round the table exchange looks, and Yoda glares at them. “Cheating, I am not,” he says.
В пятом - Асоку, которая шутит по поводу бесцветных стен вейдеровского флагмана.
...короче, павлин ходит на Ао3 по тэгу Force Ghosts.
Дринкинг гейм.
archiveofourown.org/works/6479389/chapters/1483...
Obi-Wan felt like he might be sick as he watched Vader bow down and ask “What is thy bidding, my Master?”
Padmé, on the other hand, snorted. “Anakin always gets formal when he’s annoyed with people,” she explained.
“There is a great disturbance in the Force,” the Emperor said.
“I’ll show you a disturbance in the Force,” Qui-Gon muttered darkly.
“I have felt it,” Vader acknowledged.
“No shit,” Padmé said, taking a shot.
“Why?” Obi-Wan asked, gesturing to her shot glass clumsily.
“He’s talking to Palpatine.”
“Fair enough.”
The Emperor had meanwhile gone on to announce that Luke was their new enemy.
“How is that possible?” Vader asked in response to hearing that Luke was his son, despite the fact that he already knew.
Padmé, who had been in the middle of taking another shot, choked. “You were there, Anakin!” she sputtered.
Qui-Gon started laughing helplessly.
Воображаемый друг Финна.
archiveofourown.org/series/505972
The blue man has a lot of stories: He appears to have seen everything, been everywhere, met everyone… and judged them all to be incompetent. Like the Old Republic, which FN-2187’s only heard about a few times—although he has even less to say about the New Republic, generally. (FN-2187 has his suspicions about when the blue man died.)
He always has an opinion on military strategy and weaponry and starships.
He knows about the Old Empire, too. Not the lessons FN-2187 knows, usually, although there were many—all the top brass, especially Kylo Ren (Ben, FN-2187 remembers), are enamoured with it.
He knows the price it exacted.
He knows it failed.
FN-2187 is truly greedy for these stories, of the brave and caustic princess Leia Organa who lost her home, who witnessed its destruction and stood strong and brought the Empire to her knees and rebuilt it a Republic. And Luke Skywalker, a strangely detail-less and detail-oriented—FN-2187 is not entirely sure why it matters that the blue man doesn’t know his favourite food—tale of a man who’d left his aunt and uncle’s moisture farm for the rebellion and to become a Jedi, who'd turned the Emperor’s dog against him. (“A scant few months of training!” the blue man insists. “And yet, he dared face…”)
И, конечно же, жемчужина коллекции: Люк в изгнании не знает, как изгнать со своего острова назойливых гостей.
archiveofourown.org/works/7599805
“Cheat, I do not,” says Yoda one day, whilst he is blatantly using the Force to rig the shuffle, “it is not my fault if taught me to play sabacc properly, no one has.”
The other three groan hugely and roll their eyes.
“Master Yoda, your cheating at sabacc has been legendary since before my Master was a student,” says Qui-Gon, with a tired sigh. “That excuse stopped working about two centuries ago.”
“A Sith, your Master was,” says Yoda, with a sly look. “How know you that lying he was not when told you this he did.”
Qui-Gon rolls his eyes again. “Because, Master, while Dooku was a Sith, and a crafty bastard in his own right, he learnt very few of his sneaky ways from his Sith apprenticeship.”
Yoda huffs, and folds his hands on his lap. “Very sneaky, Dooku was not,” he says. “Offended I am that you think so little of my ability to teach cunning.”
Obi-Wan sniggers into his beard in a manner most unbefitting of a Jedi Master, and Anakin outright giggles. Qui-Gon somehow manages to look offended on behalf of himself, Yoda, and his late unlamented Master, the erstwhile Count Dooku.
Yoda huffs and rearranges his ghostly robes around himself, and several cards fall out of his sleeve before he can catch them.
“Fallen in here, these must have,” he says, picking it up off the floor, and puts them back in with the rest of the deck. The other round the table exchange looks, and Yoda glares at them. “Cheating, I am not,” he says.