PSL: Naboo

[hisfathersimage]

Luke ignored Vader for the rest of the trip.

For a moment, he had almost forgotten who and what he was dealing with. A totally self centred, self absorbed creature of darkness, boiled in rage and suffering who wanted him to convert to his way of thinking and start up a second reign of terror and horror after killing Palpatine.

And in aid of doing that, they were going... to Naboo?

He wasn't really sure why they were on their way there. It was his mother's home world. It was Palpatine's home world. It was a paradise of water and greenery that had produced something so rotten and evil that the galaxy heaved to try and dislodge it from itself.

He stands in the cockpit's doorway, nursing his stump in his left hand and watching hyperspace, preparing for the shock of dropping back out again.

Comments

[hisfathersimage]

"What if we could place the order and come back when they're done?" Could he get a message to the handmaiden he had seen, that they'd be back? Would there be an information network that might pick up on the order, let her put it together?

He took a deep, slow breath and let it out. "I would really like a hand sooner than later."

[nouskaiananki]

"Yes that would be easily accomplished." And would promise Luke the best quality as well, which Vader would like.

[hisfathersimage]

"I don't really want to live on your shuttle." Since they're mentioning some truths. "It might suit your needs, or wants, but I'll heal better and stay healthier with regular access to fresh food and a bed."

[nouskaiananki]

"My ship will suffice in those regards." Well - once he stocks up on food. His flagship would have all of that and did but his personal ship? It would have very little being rations, and even then, not much of that. "The shuttle is merely convenience."