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Luke Skywalker stood facing Emperor Palpatine, who was looking out of the window of the Death Star. "Now do you understand, foolish boy," Palpatine asked.
"Does he always monologue like this," Luke whispered to Darth Vader, who was standing beside him. Vader didn't answer, but kept looking straight ahead. "Hello? Anyone in there?" Luke waved his hand in front of Vader's face, to which Vader reacted. Vader put a hand to the control panel on his chest and twisted a dial.
"Sorry, you say something," he said, adjusting his speech modulator's volume so as not to catch Palpatine's attention.
"You lucky bastard. Anyways, like I said, does he always monologue like this?" Palpatine, who hadn't taken notice of the silent conversation, was still talking.
"Yes, unfortunately. This could go for a while. I suggest you find some way to occupy yourself." Palpatine placed a thick pile of flimsi, about five sheets, to the side. "Strange. Normally he has at least ten sheets."
"Now then, on to the second speech," Palpatine said, pulling out an even thicker pile of flimsi, this one the size of a small book. Luke and Vader groaned, but Palpatine took no notice.
"Hey, Vader," Luke whispered. He took out a deck of cards and showed them to Vader. "You got a Yugi-oh deck?"
"Of course," Vader answered, pulling out a deck of his own.
"How about a couple of duels?"
Vader raised his hands, grabbing a chair and two tables with the Force and setting them up between them. Vader took a seat, Luke sitting across from him. They shuffled their decks and then used the Force to hold the cards in front of them and to draw. "Let us begin."
Two hours pass…
"Ok, how many duels have we done," Luke asked, once more shuffling and cutting his deck.
"Right now, we stand at a total of two hundred duels, one hundred wins for you, one hundred for me. This shall be the final duel," Vader answered.
"And that is why you are bound to fail," Palpatine said. He placed a fourth pile of flimsi on the other three piles. He turned around to see Luke's reaction. "What the hell are you two doing?"
"We're playing some Yugi-oh, moron," Luke answered.
"But why?"
"Because you kept monologing," Vader answered. "So we decided to stake the Death Star's fate on this final duel."
"WHAT?! WHO THE FUCK GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO DO THAT, YOU FUCKING BASTARDS?!"
"Would you shut up," Luke said. "We're trying to finish a duel here."
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR FUCKING DUEL. YOU CAN'T STAKE THE DAMN FATE OF THE DAMN DEATH STAR ON A FUCKING CARD DUEL."
"We just did. That was all of Vader's life points. I win." Luke placed his deck back into a pouch and stood up. "I get to choose what happens to the Death Star from now on."
"Wrong," Vader said, igniting his lightsaber. "I saw you stack some of the cards in your deck. I am disappointed in you, son. I would expect that of your friend, Han Solo, but not you." Vader advanced toward Luke, who ignited his lightsaber.
"Yes. That's it Darth Vader. Kill him," Palpatine said, who was relieved that he would get to keep the Death Star.
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