His golden droid eye blazed against the scarred skin of his face, his own personal badge of honor, compliments of the Battle of Endor, and the destruction of the Emperor's second Death Star. He continued to speak, breathless with frusteration as she stood idoly by, shaking her head with her arms folded tightly across her chest in dissatisfaction.
"We must smash that obease coward now with everythign we have! I've been gathering my military might for a strike just such as this."
As another tear shed from her eyes, the painful memories flowing fourth like a holonet transmission, she plunged deeper and deeper into the eternal darkness of emotions, deeper into the pit of despair.
As the dream continued, it began to fade into nothingness, only to be preceeded by an even more haunting memory...
The Battle of Yavin.
No.... ooh god, no......
When the darkness cleared, she found herself at the helm of the
Knight Hammer, the orange glow of Yavin blazing in the distance, watching the last phases of the battle unfold to it's inevitable conclusion....
Ooh god.... what have I done....?
