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- Doctor Aphra
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE
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What? Are you kidding me? Don’t tell me you’re…Sana Starros, rebel sympathizer. I never thought I’d live to see the day.
SANA STARROS:
Yeah, well, don’t worry. By the looks of this place, you won’t. See ya around, Doc.
APHRA:
Smugglers. I hate smugglers.
APHRA (narration):
I’d wanted to say something with bravado. Something that would get her to turn around. And she did turn for just a moment…
There was that hurt flashing through her eyes again.
Maybe it’s because I was at such a low moment—captured by the rebels, no idea what Vader had planned for me, no doors in sight…but it got to me.
I knew I was the one who’d made the glorious Sana Starros hurt that way.
I slumped to the ground of my cell. And even though I tried like mad to block it out…the memory of the moment I left her flooded my mind —like the sun flooding my cell.
Constant, all-consuming, refusing to be ignored.
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INT. APHRA’S DORM ROOM. UNIVERSITY OF BAR’LETH. DAY. FLASHBACK.
APHRA (narration):
This part is…well, I guess it should be embarrassing. Even more embarrassing than all the other stuff I’ve told you.
But that’s the thing: I’m not embarrassed by this part at all.
I still believe I did the right thing.
It was just a few weeks before graduation day. We were lazing around together in my dorm room…it’s so weird to think about those moments now. They were so…soft. Sweet.
Neither of us are either of those things. Neither of us were ever either of those things.
How was it that together…we worked?
APHRA:
Sana. You’ll never guess what happened today!
SANA STARROS:
Please don’t tell me you went for it with the climbing wall again. It’s like you want me to have a heart attack.
APHRA:
Never, sweet Sana. I like your heart the way it is—y’know, full of blood and valves and stuff. No, I got an offer! To go on my first archaeological expedition.
SANA STARROS:
That’s incredible, love. Where to?
APHRA:
Weeeeellll…I don’t have the exact coordinates yet. It’s all real top-secret stuff. But apparently, there’s this old, abandoned fortress located on the most isolated edges of the Sarjenn system—
SANA STARROS:
You’re not built for cold, you’ll freeze to death—
APHRA:
Have you met me? I can survive anything. Or I’m sure I can buy a fetching new coat or something—
SANA STARROS:
And what do you mean “top-secret” and “apparently”? Is this a…
sanctioned expedition? Has the leader filed the proper paperwork—
APHRA:
Um. Well. It might not be exactly sanctioned by…anyone—
SANA STARROS:
Wait. Who brought this to you? Where did the offer come from?
APHRA:
Here’s the thing—
SANA STARROS: