The Drunken Wookiee

It was a beautiful and horrifying sight; in the chill Corellian night cascading shrapnel raked the moonlit streets, scattered a thousand directions to freedom. Jaina Solo watched from her broken window, high above the city. It came from nowhere, instant exploding speeder, barreling headlong into the ground, cracking concrete and destroying hearts and lives.

She turned to the gaping hole that had once been her apartment and noticed the Wookiee standing there, brushing the dust of her belongings from his mottled fur. It looked to have gone unwashed for weeks, tight knots turned to auburn dreadlocks thick as Hutt fingers.

"Rriph!" he said apologetically.

"Eek oodih poots!" Jaina replied.

She returned her startled glare to the wreckage below, watched the explosion ebb slowly.

Smacking lips behind caught her attention again, and she spun once more to face her unwanted visitor, who leaned in close to a shaak legbone and expertly attached a piece of pink meat from his mouth to the clean-licked femur. Jaina grew more furious at this, moreso still when he reached out casually over his shoulder, and with the force pulled a can of carbonated booze to his hand and drank until it was full, then staggered backstepping out of her apartment and belched.

Once more she turned to face the burning streets below, as rapidly shrapnel returned arching to the center of the dying flames, smoke and metal sucked into the source to quickly reassemble a bulky large brown speeder, fixing the problems it created in its wake.

The speeder lifted suddenly off the ground and people rushed over to surround it as it sped 200 miles per hour backwards right towards Jaina's high rise apartment. She brushed herself off, then walked backward, dropped to one knee, and fell flat on her face, just as the speeder fled through her living room, and behind it the large window wall repieced itself.

The breeze from the mad speeder picked up her scattered belongings, returned dust to shelftops, fixed her porcelain lamp.

Jaina rolled toward the couch, then leapt inhumanly to her feet and watched the door and its surrounding wall burst into one piece, returning everything back to normal. A few distant screams, a Wookiee holler, and a rumbling crash later it was all over.

"That was weird," Jaina said to herself.