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- Doctor Aphra
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE
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What a scruffy-looking group. Honestly, I thought they’d be more impressive.
Give me the who’s who.
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Luke Skywalker. The target. Destroyer of the Death Star, the reason why Master Vader is here. From our best sources, on his journey from dusty Tatooine to Yavin 4, he’s garnered a few associates.
Leia Organa, princess. Survivor of Alderaan.
Han Solo, not solo, now in a team. Some manner of smuggler. Various bounties.
Oh—an R2 unit and a protocol droid. Collaborating scum, mistress.
Rest assured, we’ll show no mercy.
BEETEE:
BLEEP!
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Yes, I know, we never show any mercy. That’s not the point, Beetee!
APHRA:
Han Solo. The Han Solo. Oh me, oh my. What are we going to do facing Han Solo?
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Is he particularly fearsome, mistress?
APHRA:
No idea, never heard of him. Guess I was hoping they’d at least look the part. Solo looks more like a guy in a bar who skips the tab rather than a hero of the Rebellion.
Okay, let’s move. Triangulate the possible crash positions.
We’ve got a Dark Lord of the Sith to save.
TRIPLE-ZERO:
Before he escapes by himself, thinking you sent him into a trap, mistress?
APHRA:
Yes. That. The rebel army I can deal with.
Darth Vader is a whole lot scarier.
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EXT. VROGAS VAS. LATER.
APHRA (narration):
Vrogas Vas was just as dusty and barren as promised. But hey, after fighting our way through the undeniably beautiful, undeniably deadly storms of the Anthan Spire…a little dust seemed downright refreshing.
I’d triangulated the possible crash positions—unfortunately, there were many, so I put one of my ship’s computers to work, running an algorithm I’d built from scratch to narrow it down.
I’d tell you how it works, but I think you’d get lost pretty fast.
Then, finally—I had a stroke of genius.
Find Darth Vader and I still had to deal with the fact that he might think I’d knowingly sent him into a trap. But find the thing he was obsessed with, and…well, I could guarantee he’d be happy to see me.
And maybe be reminded of both my genius and my loyalty.
So I ran the algorithm backwards (would try to explain that, would also confuse you) in an attempt to locate the least likely crash sites.
And one of those was the abandoned Jedi temple.
That’s where we found Skywalker.
APHRA:
Okay, let’s see if I can get him in sight on the binocs…and… there. I see him—there’s Skywalker. And there’s our way back into Vader’s good graces. I gotta say…out of the lot of those unimpressive rebels, he’s perhaps the most unimpressive.
TRIPLE-ZERO:
How do you mean, Mistress Aphra? I find most organics equally unimpressive.
APHRA: