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Feeling burnt out. Medication isn't working like it should. I'm gonna try to keep writing, but it might take a while.
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Sottu got making people wait. My wife is getting ready to run her own DnD campaign soon, and I'm helping her.
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Adam looked where Kijani was pointing. Sure enough, there was a patch of ground that looked like it could be big enough for the U-wing. If only just...

"Right. Hold on." Adam said as he brought the ship down. Of all his newly acquired skill as a pilot, Adam still had a little trouble with landing. It required the right enough of finesse and pressure on the controls, otherwise the ship could nosedive and crash into the ground. As the ship came down low, he made sure to retract the wings back into the forward position. Space was limited as it was.

"Another happy landing."Adam said as the ship touched down. Once he was satisfied that it wasn't going to sink into the muck of the swamp, he shut off the engines and made his way outside. Much to his surprise, Dagobah was even more of a miserable craphole then Adam first realized. It smelled terrible, everything was damp and the air was so humid, Adam nearly choked.

There was something else, too. In spite of the warm air, Adam felt the familiar cold feeling in the pit of his stomach. "This place is strong with the Dark Side." Adam said aloud. "A Jedi Master would have to be desperate to come here."
I understand. Life has been sort of nuts for the last few months.
Max grinned when Octavia mentioned his potential designs, as well as the possibility of a boost for his own work. He was sure that he could make it on his own, but there was nothing wrong with accepting help. Refusing help and trying to work it out on your own was the exact kind of stupid Hubert would engage in.

"I do have a few designs I'm working on, but it's all in the blueprint stages right now. If we can get some prototypes built, I would love to see them start a new line of airships for a new company. I loved working for your dad, but part of me wants to be in a position where I can call all the shots. See if I can do better than Hubert, you know?"

As the airship began to pull around to the Orion's hanger, Max saw a security guard sitting near one of the gateposts. It was hard to tell from a distance, but it looked like Smythe.

Smythe was a big guy with a big heart, as well as a wife and two kids. He wasn't particularly loyal to PAS, but money was money.

"I know him. I might be able to talk him out of reporting us if we can't sneak around. What do you think?"
8 days since the last post. Anyone still interested?
"We both have, but I'm not gonna let you get turned away." Adam said as he reached for his friend's hand. "I've seen how far you've come in the last six months. You are growing stronger with the Force every single day, and if this Master Yoda can't see that you aren't capable, then he's not worth both of us."

In the last six months, he felt like he had gotten much closer to the Princess of Alderaan. When he met her, he was infatuated with her, but that was just puppy love. This... was something else.

He gave her hand a good squeeze. "Come on. Worst case scenario, we go home and continue our own training." Adam said before taking back the controls and taking the U-wing in. The grey lump of a planet grew larger and larger before them as Adam prepared to find a good place to land.
The U-wing came out of hyperspace with a jolt, and Adam felt the shake through the whole ship. He was still relatively new as a pilot, but he manage keep the ship under control. Adam Skywalker, son of Anakin, had only been learning how to fly for about six months or so, but he was slowly proving to be a natural pilot. Between that and keeping up on his training as a Jedi, he had kept relatively busy. He even found time to teach Kijani a few things.

"There it is." Adam said, looking at the dull grey planet before them. "Dagobah." The planet looks to be a miserable place, and Adam wondered, not for the first time, why a Jedi Master would come here. The only reason he could think of was that it had a strong connection to the Force, and might mask his presence.

"There's no telling what's waiting for us down there." Adam said, taking his hands of the controls and stroking his beard. "Although I can't imagine Obi-wan sending us here if it was too dangerous." He turned to his companion sitting in the seat next to him. "Ready, Kijani?"
Tomlin did the final checks on his X-Wing and made sure his astromech was securely attached. F1-4K, or Flak for short, had been assigned to Raptor Leader by their head mechanic Stams, a Rodian with a chip on his shoulder. The different assortment of rare and old ships led to him calling the group Relic Squadron, and it was a pain for him to find parts to keep them all in working condition. Still, he was a genius, so Tomlin didn't begrudge him a few moments of complaining.

Once everything was ready, the pilot strapped himself in and began his flight check. "Raptor Lead, launching." he said as the green and white X-wing began to take off. He pointed his fighter out of the hanger doors and let the engines take him out to the vacuum of space. As he made his distance from the Courageous, he punched his hyperspace coordinates.

"Raptor Leader to all wings. Once we arrive at the station, begin your attack." he said into the comm as the three transport ships formed up behind him.

"Prepare to for the launch to hyperspace."
Good posts everyone. Next post coming tomorrow.
Darth Vader stood above the catwalk, surveying the damages done to the Death Star. One of the cores had been destroyed, and the resulting power surge fried many of the stations systems, including the engines. Fires had also broken out, but thankfully the emergency repair teams were getting them under control. What was more maddening than the damages was the fact that the rebels slipped out during all the chaos. The Emperor would demand and explanation... and retribution.

In his fist, Vader still grasped the lightsaber of Obi-Wan Kenobi. When the Sith Lord struck down the old man, he vanished, becoming one with the force. All that was left was his dusty old robe and his weapon.

Kenobi brought two Jedi apprentices with him. One of them was Kijani Organa, of all people. The princess of Alderaan would prove to be a powerful opponent of the dark side and leader of the Rebels. There was another, too. A boy who had shown some skill with a lightsaber. More than that, there was something about him that reminded Vader of...

"Padme." Vader said to himself, saying the name he thought he had forgotten. How long had it been since he last saw his beloved wife? And why did this boy bring back these memories?

"Sir?" said the officer standing not far behind vader, already nervous. He had come to inform vader that the Emperor demanded an audience with both him and the Grand Moff.

"As he wishes." Vader said, turning towards the turbolift to take to his shuttle. It would be a long flight to the Emperor's palace at Coruscant...
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