Gator walked into a Republic officer's club. He looked upset.
Gator: *Sits at the bar*
Waiter: Your usual Captain?
Gator: Yes.
Michael: *Walks over to Gator* Hey, how did it go?
Gator: Our attack run?
Michael: Yeah, did you kill lots of Tie Pilots?
Gator: I did, but we lost Honday.
Michael: What happened to him? Where is he?
Gator: In the middle of space, floating lifelessly around the galaxy.
Another Republic officer started playing a song on a piano: link
Michael: I don't understand. What happened to him?
Gator: He put his mask on, and his oxygen tank when his cockpit was shot open, but he wasn't able to eject in time.
Michael: Oh, that's a shame. Honday and I have seen each other through lots of tough times. He was even one of your best mates.
Gator: Look, he was a great officer, but we don't need to talk about him over and over again. So will you please shut up about it?
Waiter: *Arrives* Here you go Captain.
Gator: Thanks.
Michael: So when do you think we're going to Champalla?
Gator: I don't know, and I don't care. Send me out there within an hour. Half an hour! Fifteen minutes! Even five! I want to go out there now! *Looks at his drink, then smiles* I mean, as soon as I finish this beer.
Michael: *Smiling at Gator*
Meanwhile on Naboo.
Captain Needa: *Walking towards two Imperial Troopers* Have you got him on the phone yet?
Imperial 53: Yes Captain, but he's in a rather foul mood.
Captain Needa: He won't be when I speak with him. *Grabs the phone* Corporal Goode, I hope you're feeling good.
Warek: Yeah, thanks for the wisecracks.
Captain Needa: I heard you were giving some of my men a little bit of trouble.
Warek: I asked politely for more missiles, more pilots, more Tie Fighters, but all I have is Kamen, and those two crates with limited fuel, and missiles.
Captain Needa: You'll get what you need when the time is right. Until then, stay alert.
Warek: If the weather clears up. I highly doubt that'll happen however.
Captain Needa: Just wait for my call. *Hangs up*
Taylor: *Walks up from a bed* Can't anyone get some sleep around here?
Warek: Still haven't received our supplies yet, but we will soon.
2 B Continued
Gator: *Sits at the bar*
Waiter: Your usual Captain?
Gator: Yes.
Michael: *Walks over to Gator* Hey, how did it go?
Gator: Our attack run?
Michael: Yeah, did you kill lots of Tie Pilots?
Gator: I did, but we lost Honday.
Michael: What happened to him? Where is he?
Gator: In the middle of space, floating lifelessly around the galaxy.
Another Republic officer started playing a song on a piano: link
Michael: I don't understand. What happened to him?
Gator: He put his mask on, and his oxygen tank when his cockpit was shot open, but he wasn't able to eject in time.
Michael: Oh, that's a shame. Honday and I have seen each other through lots of tough times. He was even one of your best mates.
Gator: Look, he was a great officer, but we don't need to talk about him over and over again. So will you please shut up about it?
Waiter: *Arrives* Here you go Captain.
Gator: Thanks.
Michael: So when do you think we're going to Champalla?
Gator: I don't know, and I don't care. Send me out there within an hour. Half an hour! Fifteen minutes! Even five! I want to go out there now! *Looks at his drink, then smiles* I mean, as soon as I finish this beer.
Michael: *Smiling at Gator*
Meanwhile on Naboo.
Captain Needa: *Walking towards two Imperial Troopers* Have you got him on the phone yet?
Imperial 53: Yes Captain, but he's in a rather foul mood.
Captain Needa: He won't be when I speak with him. *Grabs the phone* Corporal Goode, I hope you're feeling good.
Warek: Yeah, thanks for the wisecracks.
Captain Needa: I heard you were giving some of my men a little bit of trouble.
Warek: I asked politely for more missiles, more pilots, more Tie Fighters, but all I have is Kamen, and those two crates with limited fuel, and missiles.
Captain Needa: You'll get what you need when the time is right. Until then, stay alert.
Warek: If the weather clears up. I highly doubt that'll happen however.
Captain Needa: Just wait for my call. *Hangs up*
Taylor: *Walks up from a bed* Can't anyone get some sleep around here?
Warek: Still haven't received our supplies yet, but we will soon.
2 B Continued
"Wow, now that this battle is over, I guess we can move along to something more important." says Obi-Wan. "Of course, master." says Anakin.
On Naboo, Bree Maloria, Obi-Wan's other apprentice is waiting at a lake. They arrive and Anakin is confused because they never have any freetime.
"Uhh, master what are we doing here?" asks Anakin.
"Let's just say, I want you to meet a friend of mine." Obi-Wan hugs Bree as she stares at Anakin.
He lets go and says, "Anakin, this is my other padawan, Bree Maloria. Bree. Anakin. Anakin. Bree."
"Nice to meet you, Bree." "And to you, Anakin.
"You two will be working together."
"WHAT!?" They both say.
On Naboo, Bree Maloria, Obi-Wan's other apprentice is waiting at a lake. They arrive and Anakin is confused because they never have any freetime.
"Uhh, master what are we doing here?" asks Anakin.
"Let's just say, I want you to meet a friend of mine." Obi-Wan hugs Bree as she stares at Anakin.
He lets go and says, "Anakin, this is my other padawan, Bree Maloria. Bree. Anakin. Anakin. Bree."
"Nice to meet you, Bree." "And to you, Anakin.
"You two will be working together."
"WHAT!?" They both say.