Like. Hells. I will drag you back to the senate kicking and screaming.

You underestimate my order, I will allow you that. But you will not underestimate me.

Hunting Jedi. I imagine hunting you won’t be all too different. Both are, wily. And stubborn.

Then you won’t be waiting long, senator Astraeus.

So you know where I am? How interesting. Either you can see me, or you’re tracking me… Or something more.

If you’re within sight, I am close enough to be a problem. Rest assured.

He will side eye right back.

Then run, little senator. Someday you’ll run out of road, and I won’t forget.

Brave… but foolish.

💗💜💙

I don’t think there was ever going to be enough to begin with.

say you’re meditating. seeking jedi through the force, that’s when I take a short rest. act angry when you go. it makes them leave you alone.

i can only listen to the grand inquisitors nattering so much in a day. or the purge troopers… something’s wrong with that bunch.

is it not enough we have to trek to the most backwater planets, then to have /them/ in my ear, wanting a fight? I threw the last one off a cliff.

Hm… That was a long time ago. I can’t say I remember much of my life before the Empire. The clones… At least they were competent.

I have to agree… But don’t let Vader hear you say it. I’d hate to think of the repercussions.

blasters may not be the first weapon he learned, but is there a way to get the blasted thing to stop /jamming/? He can be found cursing, as he puts it back together for the hundredth time.

eyes snapped up to the stranger, a scowl tugging his lips. “It’s hardly a fine tuned weapon. This one is just awful.”

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