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- Doctor Aphra
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE
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- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
His plan…oh god. I wanted to object. Every cell in my body screamed at me to say no, to run.
To make myself safe.
But…I knew this was my chance. My only chance. It was a big, juicy door—and I had to go through it.
Because if I did…maybe I’d be able to achieve what I’d wanted to achieve ever since our adventure together began. I’d finally really prove myself and forge my path to becoming Doctor Chelli Lona Aphra: Super Important Amazing and Extremely Rich Adventurer That Everyone Is Totally Afraid Of.
And I’d never have to worry about his hand around my neck again.
So…
Aphra’s voice gets a little teary.
APHRA (narration):
Sorry…I’m sorry. Recording, pause. I’ll come back to this later.
There is a slight pause in the recording. When Aphra returns, her voice sounds tough—like she’s steeling herself.
APHRA (narration):
Okay. I know you’re just dying to know what happened next—you were always so impatient—so here it is: I followed Vader’s orders and dutifully piloted the Ark Angel over a bridgelike rock formation—right where Vader was leading Karbin.
DARTH VADER (on comm):
There is no future for you, Karbin.
APHRA (narration):
Man. How does he always have the perfect zinger for every situation?
The Dark Lord looked up to the sky…and Karbin followed his gaze…
We hear the deep rumble of the Ark Angel descending onto the bridge/rock formation—and then a massive crash.
APHRA (narration):
And…That’s right. I set the Ark Angel—my big, beautiful, perfectly-modified-to-my-exact-specs baby—right down on that fool’s head. Er, and the rest of his body, too.
We hear more of the crash as the rock formation crumbles.
APHRA:
Aaaaaaaghhhh! Ejectejecteject!
Another massive crash as the Ark Angel explodes.
APHRA (narration):
You know—I wasn’t entirely certain that ejector seat button would actually work. I’d never had to use it before. It is perhaps the only part of the Ark Angel I hadn’t modified.
But it did work, and that’s how I found myself floating over Vader in my sad little captain’s chair as my ship crumbled to dust and the Dark Lord finished Karbin off.
Annnnnd…that was it. No more ship for the great adventurer Chelli Lona Aphra.
I…I know I said earlier that I don’t have soft feelings. But…I had something close to them for the Ark Angel. I’d modified my baby with droid parts, taken refuge in its walls when I was being chased by so many people who wanted me dead…and that glorious ship helped me escape every time.
The Ark Angel had been my door more than once. I… loved that ship.