The Wrap-Up: Chapter 6
Boba Fett and his family were welcomed back with a large crowd of armored Mandalorians gathered in front of the Fett family homestead. The Slave I settled down in front of the crowd, and a few moments later, they disembarked.
Normally, if this were any other gathering, this crowd would have been cheering, applauding, and throwing flowers and confetti in the air in celebration of their leader's return. Instead, these were Mandalorians. Their collective militant posture in the face of their comfortable silence was louder than any kind of applause that could have been offered to Fett. And it was a relief for him and his family that they weren't treated as celebrities with flashing cameras or anything like that headed their way.
However, halfway to their home, Fett, Mirta, and Jenga suddenly collapsed to the ground. Ghes and a few other Mandalorians-such as Goran Beviin and Medrit Vasur-rushed to the downed Mandos' sides as they moaned and groaned in pain. Before anyone could ask anyone what was wrong with them, Fett and his female relatives silently melted away into puddles of black fluid. Their clothes and armor were taken with them.
The silence among the Mandalorians continued as they simply observed the pooled fluid that had once been Fett, Mirta, and Jenga. It was only broken when Ghes screamed from the top of his lungs, "NO!"
When he was done, he looked at Goran and Medrit, pointing at the former in contempt. "You!" He then advanced on his fellow Mandalorian. "You did this!"
"What are you talking about?" Medrit asked as he protected his lover by standing before Goran's would-be assailant.
Ghes then unsheathed his vibroblade from up the sleeve of his right wrist and slashed at a weak spot in the neck of Medrit's armor. The latter blocked off the attack with one arm and then kicked Ghes in his armored torso. The newly-widowed Mando then flew back from the attack and rolled back across the ground, but upon returning to his feet, he launched for another attack against the homosexual Mando couple.
Joining Medrit, Goran stood beside him and prepared to meet Ghes in hard contact. The latter Mando leaped for them, but his opponents quickly spread out and countered him to the ground by the crooks of his arms. Goran and Medrit then moved back away before Ghes hauled himself up to his feet, then looked both ways to his now-spread-out targets, wondering which one he should go after first.
"That wasn't our fault, Orade!" Goran exclaimed. "Medrit and I swore that we cleared out Mandalore's atmosphere of the deadly nanobots! We were sure that it was safe for your family to return!"
Not listening to reason, Ghes turned to Goran and charged after him. Medrit chased after the enraged Mandalorian while Goran ducked beneath Ghes's slash to his vulnerable throat, following up by tackling Ghes to the ground. He then wrestled Orade and eventually got his helmet off before punching him unconscious with his Mando gauntlet.
Medrit then helped his lover up to his feet, and then they looked about the still-present Mando crowd around them.
"Orade's right!" someone in the crowd called out. "You said that the atmosphere was safe for Fett to return!"
"It was!" Goran defended.
"Then how can you explain that?" that same Mando asked.
"Well, that's what Medrit and I intend to find out," Goran said, "after we get a sample of that fluid."
"And how do we know you won't fail in your attempt to find out what it is?" someone else called out. "After all, you failed to determine that Mandalore's atmosphere was still poisoned-"
"We don't know that yet!" Medrit cut off. "Once we get a sample of that fluid, we'll see if we failed to determine the safety of Boba Fett and his family's return."
At that, no one said anything else. The crowd allowed Goran to collect a sample of the fluid on the ground with a tool he took out of his utility belt while Medrit tied down the unconscious Ghes so that he wouldn't be a threat to either him or his lover for the time being. Then Medrit, with the knocked-out Ghes slung around his shoulders, followed Goran back to their homestead about a klick away.
~o~
Sailing through Dagobah's atmosphere in the Skipray Blastboat that the Wild Knights loaned him for the errand of bringing in new rations and water canteens for Ben Skywalker, Seff Hellin was shocked to find the destroyed hulk of the Millennium Falcon laying nearby the hut that Ben took refuge in. Forgetting about his mission for the moment, he settled the Skipray down next to the Falcon and barely remembered to shut the ship's engines off before he quickly disembarked to rush over to the wrecked YT-1300.
From the position he took-several meters away from the lowered landing ramp-Seff allowed himself to take in the horrifying image of the now-dead Falcon in simple observance. From here, he could see the charred corpse of Han Solo lying on the deck at the top of the ramp.
He swiveled around and rushed over to Ben's hut. "Jedi Skywalker! Jedi Skywalker! Are you there?"
Before Seff was a few meters from the door, Ben crawled out of the hut and looked up at the older Jedi Knight from his prone position. "Jedi Hellin! What're you doing here?"
Seff stopped in his tracks in the relief of seeing that the son of the Jedi Order's Grand Master was okay, at least. He took a moment to compose himself before he answered, "I came to deliver you your weekly supply rations. But that can wait." Seff then turned back and waved to the Millennium Falcon. "What happened there."
"Apparently, from what I've been told, Jedi Hellin," Ben began as he pushed himself up to his feet, "Han Solo's mind was taken over by the spirit of Vestara Khai's dead boyfriend, who was working for the spirit of my dead cousin Jacen, to fly Vestara over here so that we could get back together before he blew up his own ship and killed himself."
Seff was silent as he stared in incredulity at Ben. "A-are you joking right now, Jedi Skywalker? Because right now is no time for jokes."
"He isn't joking," Vestara Khai said as she crawled out of the hut and joined Ben. She then turned to him. "And I told you, Ahri was not my boyfriend." Ben rolled his eyes at this.
When Vestara was done speaking, Seff whipped out and ignited his lightsaber, pointing its blade at the Sith girl. "What's she doing here?" he asked Ben.
"Believe it or not, the major reason that Han Solo was brainwashed by Vestara Khai's dead boyfriend-" Vestara ribbed him for that, but Ben continued. "-was because he was to bring her here to reunite with me."
"Oh, really?" Seff asked sarcastically, clearly not believing in the story. "Then tell me: Why's that?"
Vestara shrugged her shoulders in genuine ignorance.
Seff looked back at Ben. "Do you actually believe her, Jedi Skywalker? Because I don't think I have to tell you where that leads you when it comes to Vestara Khai."
"I'm fairly aware of that, Jedi Hellin," Ben replied. "And for the record, I was hesitant in trusting her at first. Hell, I still have trouble trusting her even after the spirit of Jacen Solo told me that she was telling me the truth, since we all know how much of a reliable source of truth he was in his final year of life. Still, it did lend some credibility to Vestara's story. At any rate, though, I'm not putting her in harm's way, since she bears my child."
"That doesn't sound like an excuse not to have her tied up, at least, even if it wasn't some kind of dark side trick on her part," Seff countered. "And how long have you had her in your hut, Jedi Skywalker?"
"For the past few nights or so," Ben answered.
"Why didn't you inform anyone in the Jedi Order about this over on your comm beforehand?" Seff asked.
"I tried comming my dad, the other Masters, and whoever else I had in my contacts, but my comm wasn't working," Ben said. "And I don't know why. Looking into it, I didn't find anything wrong with it."
"Really? Can you give it to me?" Seff asked.
Ben took his comm out of his utility belt and tossed it over to Seff, who caught it with his free hand. Taking his eyes away from the teenaged couple, he then deactivated his lightsaber and held the comm in both hands. He then opened it up, and indeed, he found nothing particularly odd in the device's innards. He closed it up, activated it to communicate with Luke Skywalker, but all that came back was static.
"Huh, that's weird," he said. Seff looked back up to Ben. "Well, let's see how my comm does then." He then tossed Ben back his commlink and took out his own. Upon activating it, static was all that returned. Just like Ben's comm, he checked his own device's innards, but there was nothing unusual there. "How's this possible?" he asked no one in particular, still observing his non-functioning comm.
Before Ben could open his mouth to inform Seff of Vestara's theory regarding that it may have been Jacen's spirit somehow blocking off the communication, all three of them felt the arrival of two powerful Force presences in the Dagobah system. They all looked up to the sky, where they felt the presences manifest themselves into the system. All three of them could feel that the new arrivals were both Sith.
Ben and Seff looked back down to Vestara, who looked at the two Jedi males in nervousness.
"I suppose they came for you?" Seff asked.
"Most likely," Vestara replied in her still-nervous tone.
"You sent them over here," Seff accused. "You're the reason that Ben can't communicate with the rest of the Jedi Order!" He then advanced on her with his lightsaber activated and pointing at her again.
"No, wait, I didn't do it!" Vestara said, backing away from the blade until her back hit the hut's exterior behind her. Normally, she could have just defended herself with her lightsaber. But ever since she lost her last one, and wasn't given a new one upon her return to Korriban (what with her being responsible for the premature reveal of the One Sith to the Jedi Order).
"Yeah, right," he said before he stopped before her. He then looked over to Ben. "I'm sorry, Ben, but she's too much of a threat to the Jedi, even with your kid." With that, he looked back to the Sith girl, lifted his weapon, and moved to slash her dead.
But his blade was stopped from killing her by the block of Ben's ignited blade.
Seff looked over in shock into the eyes of his fellow Jedi Knight, and was slightly horrified to find the grim determination in Ben's eyes-determination to protect his lover at all costs.
Ben then shoved Seff back. "Don't touch her," the younger Knight intoned.
Seff stood frozen in place, his look of shock just as locked onto his face. It took him a moment to come up with something to say. "Listen, Ben, I know what she means to you, but you have to understand-"
"No, Hellin, what you have to understand is that there are two Sith who are coming over to retrieve Vestara," Ben said. "I'm not gonna let that happen. So you wanna help me defeat those Sith and take Vestara back to the Jedi Order as a prisoner? That way, you don't have to kill her, and my child can be born?"
"She's too much of a risk, Ben!" Seff said. "We have to kill her now! She could help out those incoming Sith! And there's no way I'm gonna let that happen!"
"How about this?" Ben asked. Then he knocked Vestara unconscious with the swing of his arm to her temple. He looked back to Seff casually. "I'll tie her up now. Satisfied?"
"For the time being, at least we won't have to worry about turning on each other," Seff said as Ben gathered the unconscious Vestara up in his arms and moved to return to his hut. He said nothing more after that.
Ben gave Seff one last look of contempt before dropping prone to the ground, Vestara still in his arms, and opening the door to the short hut.
~o~
A green-skinned male Twi'lek and a cream-furred female Bothan, both members of the One Sith, disembarked from the StealthX fighters that had been repaired from Ship's attack upon the Ten Knights back on Korriban. Looking around the gloomy environment of Dagobah, the Twi'lek, whose name was Bre'den, and the Bothan, whose name was Dar'fla, looked at each other and nodded. They then set out into the bleak, near-dead jungle of Dagobah for Vestara Khai.
Both Sith were aware that at least one Jedi was here on this world, and that it just so happened to be Ben Skywalker, son of the Jedi Order's Grand Master, Luke Skywalker. Bre'den and Dar'fla knew that they had to be careful on this world, so it wasn't hard for them, given their training as part of the One Sith, to cloak their presences with their powers. In spite of the fact of their partnership, they would compete against each other to be the one to take the life of the Grand Jedi Master's son for the sake of glory, and to perhaps earn the favor of Lord Darth Krayt himself.
Half an hour into the search, it seemed as if the honor of at least combating Ben Skywalker was fulfilled for Bre'den when the young Jedi dropped from the heights of the tall trees above with his lightsaber active. The two of them were locked in a duel as soon as their blades first clashed.
Dar'fla then moved to assist her fellow Sith in killing Skywalker-if not kill him after either or both were through with him so that she could claim sole victory over the Jedi-but she was forced to quickly swivel around as soon as she heard the snap-hiss! of an igniting lightsaber behind her. She parried away the first strike of the Jedi in front of her, and now she was engaged in a duel with him.
~o~
When Vestara woke up, she found herself lying prone on the floor of Ben's hut, with her hands tied behind her back and her ankles strapped together. Almost instantly she began to struggle, and after a full minute, she managed to wriggle her hands free. She then rolled herself onto her back, pulled her legs in, and untied the strap around her legs. Vestara then crawled to the exit of the hut and opened the door. She soon heard the clashing of lightsabers somewhere nearby, so she knew that Ben and Hellin were fighting the Sith who came to return her to the One Sith.
Vestara then pulled herself out of the hut, pushed herself up to her feet, and turned to the direction where she heard the lightsabers clash. And, indeed, she could see four dark forms, two pairs fighting each other-with one pair having red, blazing blades, and the other having one blue and one green blade for the opposite pair-locked in combat.
"So, Vestara," a familiar voice said behind her. She swiveled around and found Jacen Solo's ghost stare back at her with something of an arrogant grin. "What are you going to do now?"
"What do you mean what am I going to do now?" Vestara replied. "I must return to the One Sith. It's my duty!"
"And what about your fellow Sith here?" Solo asked.
"Who cares about them?" she said. "I'll just take Hellin's ship and blast all four of them into oblivion."
"Oh, I have no doubt you could be that callous to your former, and even less doubt that you would do that to Seff Hellin," Solo said. "But what about Ben?"
Vestara hesitated at that. "What about him?"
Solo smirked. "As if you could brush him off like that. Vestara Khai, I know you. At this point, you couldn't kill Ben even if you were directly ordered to by Darth Krayt himself. What makes you believe that you could commit that through your own initiative?"
"I'm a Sith first, and a lover second," Vestara said. "I'll do what I have to to survive, even if that means killing the father of my child. He's already served his purpose of giving me his seed anyway."
Solo lightly chuckled. "If you believe in that, Hellin's ship is right over there." He then waved to the Skipray Blastboat before disappearing.
~o~
Seff thought he was getting the upper hand in his duel with the Bothan Sith before he noticed the Skipray he took to this planet come soaring in, lasers raining down upon him and his opponent. He jumped off to the side to avoid the hail of fire, then he used his Force power to shove the Bothan, who was also jumping out of the way in the same direction, back under the pouring lasers. She was blown to pieces from just one of the large bolts that impacted against her body.
The Blastboat-which was no doubt piloted by a now-awake and free Vestara Khai (Seff knew keeping her alive was a bad idea, after all)-completed a full turnaround upon passing by Seff, and came soaring back in with more lasers directed at him. He then turned and began running away, counting on his danger sense to tell him when and where incoming bolts were coming in for him so that he could duck or jump over those bolts. Eventually, his run ended when Ben's body crashed into him, and the both of them went tumbling across the ground, their lightsabers already deactivated so they wouldn't hurt or kill each other in the roll.
The bolts from the Skipray-at that point, Seff knew it had to be Khai; she wouldn't hurt Ben-ceased firing as it flew overhead. But neither Jedi were out of the woods yet (figuratively speaking) as the Twi'lek Sith leaped in to kill them both with his crimson blade. Ben and Seff instantly rolled out of the way in opposite directions so that the Twi'lek's lightsaber only cut a blazing furrow in the ground, then he flipped back to Ben. But before he was even halfway to the young Jedi Knight, his entire body was instantly vaporized from a red laser bolt that hit him in the side.
The Blastboat soared by overhead again before doing another turnaround and firing bolts in Seff's direction again. He leaped to his feet and began running again while Ben leaped up to the lowest branch of a nearby tree, and then used the rest of his stamina to land upon the surface of the Skipray. He then deactivated his lightsaber and placed the blade end of the pommel flat against the ship's surface. When the blade activated again, the Skipray's shielding didn't throw Ben off the top of the vessel, and he began cutting a rough circular entrance.
Once he was done and the section of the ship he cut up fell in, he followed suit. But instead of finding Vestara at the controls as expected, she flew down from the ceiling and kicked Ben in the face with her boot. After he collapsed on his back, Vestara used the Force to rob Ben of his lightsaber and then throw it over to the vessel's control panel, which was having the ship on autopilot. Almost instantly the Skipray began to veer down to the ground, and Vestara had already jumped through the hole that Ben had cut for himself.
Soaring through the air now, Vestara clasped both her hands onto a thin but sturdy branch, then performed an acrobatic flip towards a thicker branch nearby. During her brief flight, she managed to catch a quick glimpse of a pair of StealthXs in the distance. Upon landing in a graceful crouch on that next branch, however, she turned back and watched as the Blastboat crashed onto the ground, still chasing Seff Hellin as it cut a swath across the ground. The Jedi Knight jumped on top of a large boulder that was now in front of him, then leaped up and back as the Blastboat's forward hull crashed into the boulder.
Upon landing, Seff met Ben, who had already retrieved his lightsaber from the Blastboat's destroyed control console and cut a good hole in the vessel's rear before leaping out of it to join his fellow Jedi.
A few seconds later, the Skipray exploded, sending both Jedi flying back from the impact wave.
With that, Vestara turned and began leaping Dagobah's trees over to the StealthXs.
~o~
After Ben and Seff pushed themselves up to their feet, their lightsabers now deactivated, the latter looked to the former and said snidely, "Yeah, keeping her alive was a really good idea."
"Hey, I tied her up, okay?"
"Well, given what just happened," Seff said, waving to the burning hulk of the Skipray Blastboat, "I wouldn't say that's okay."
"Look, I'm sorry, but there's no way I'm letting you kill her as long as she carries my child, you got that?" Ben countered.
"Somehow, I doubt you'd let me kill her even if she weren't carrying your child, Jedi Skywalker," Seff replied.
"You think I didn't try to stop her?"
"That's exactly what I think, yes," Seff said.
"Well, then, you got me pegged wrong, Jedi Hellin," Ben said. "I'm as bound to and dutiful to the Jedi Order as much as anyone else. So don't think for a second that I would allow a Sith, even Vestara for that matter, to ever get away!"
"That so, huh?" Seff said skeptically. "Well, if you were so bound and dutiful to the Jedi Order, you would have allowed me to kill her."
"As if I would allow you to kill someone, even an enemy combatant, in cold blood," Ben said. "That, in itself, is pretty Sith of you, Hellin. You sure Abeloth isn't still convincing you up there-" he pointed to Seff's head "-that I'm an imposter who would allow you to do anything like that?"
At that, Seff inhaled and exhaled forcefully in a visible attempt to control himself from decking Ben. "Look, we need to stop arguing. I'm sure those Sith came in on more than one craft, and your little Sith girlfriend, if we let her get away again-" Ben's nostrils flared at that, but he didn't interrupt. "-is going to take one of them and most likely destroy the other one to strand us here. So we have to at least subdue her if I'm to even report her whereabouts to the Order. C'mon." With that, he turned around and began trotting along, but his danger sense instantly tingled. He swiveled around and activated his lightsaber quickly, but it was too late.
The butt end of a loose, truncated log smacked him flat in the face, and Seff blacked out upon impact.
"I'm not going to let you kill Vestara, Hellin," Ben said as he looked down upon the unconscious form of his fellow Jedi Knight, releasing his hold of the loose log he used to knock out Seff. "So even if I have to tie you up, I won't let your blade even singe her flesh." He bent down to pick Hellin up, noting his bloodied nose and mouth, when he suddenly felt the Jedi's Force presence disappear from the Force.
Ben then stood back up, his eyes not looking away from Seff's body, as he realized that he was dead.
~o~
Landing in front of the pair of StealthXs that Bre'den and Dar'fla took to get to Dagobah, Vestara prepared to board one of them when she suddenly felt a Force presence nearby wink out. She recognized it as Seff Hellin's presence, and she knew that he died. She looked back in the direction where she felt the Jedi's death and wondered what could have killed him.
Vestara got her answer when she felt Ben's emotional pain in the Force; his guilt at having killed a fellow Jedi.
Jacen Solo's spirit then manifested in front of her. "What are you going to do, Vestara?" he asked.
And at that moment, she knew what she had to do.
~o~
Several minutes later, Vestara found Ben pressed up against a wall in the short hut, hugging his legs as he stared with a traumatized look on his face at the opposite wall. He didn't notice Vestara's presence until she said, "Ben?"
He looked at her, but his expression didn't change. He then resumed his activity of looking back at the wall.
"Ben, what happened?" Vestara asked in genuine concern as she crawled up to him. "Talk to me? What happened?"
"I killed him, Ves," Ben said with an empty tone. He then looked at her, and his expression deepened. "I killed Seff Hellin. For you. Because I didn't want him to hurt you. I didn't want him to kill you. And it's not just for the baby. It's for you." Tears began streaming his eyes. "In spite of everything you've done, in spite of all the lies you told, and in spite of who you are as a Sith, I love you. You understand that? I. Love. You." He then began to slowly approach Vestara. "And I couldn't bear to lose you or the baby. And you made me turn my back on the Jedi as a result. And you know what? I would do it all over again. Just for you." And with that, he kissed her.
After an intense moment, Vestara pulled back. "Ben," she said. "As much as I want to turn you to the dark side, I feel your pain. I know that what you did was an accident. And you're too damn stubborn to truly turn your back on the Jedi anyway. But you know what? I love you, too. In spite of your foolish ideals, your naivete, and your overall nature as a Jedi, I can't resist you. And resisting you would be like trying to turn you to the dark side anyway. So why don't we put all that behind us for tonight, okay?"
"Okay," he said with a knowing smile.
They then shared another kiss, and began to move away to the nearest bedroom to undress for the night's intercourse.
~o~
In his grief over Han and Leia's deaths, Luke had no interest in continuing his duties as Grand Master of the Jedi Order. But, alas, regardless of his feelings, he had to continue anyway.
He commed Corran Horn. "Master Horn."
"Yes, Master Skywalker?" Corran replied.
"Why hasn't Seff Hellin reported back in from Dagobah already?" Luke asked.
"I tried to comm him about that, Master Skywalker," Corran answered. "But I received no answer."
"Very well," Luke said. "Do you think it's necessary to send someone to Dagobah to investigate his whereabouts?"
"If you think it's necessary, Master Skywalker," Corran said.
"I think it is necessary, Master Horn," Luke said. "I'm thinking we should send Jedi Yaqeel Saav'etu on this mission, don't you?"
"A reasonable choice, sir," Corran said. "I'll inform her immediately."
"See that you do. Master Skywalker out."
~o~
"So how was solitary confinement?" Derely asked Waut as soon as he joined him and Dubloch at their table for lunch.
"Shut the fuck up, Derely," Waut said casually.
"Well, good to see that the old you is still there," Derely replied snidely.
Waut growled.
Derely mocked his growl. "Yourself," he concluded.
"Oh, real fucking nice comeback," Waut said.
"Hey, you didn't gimme much to work with, so what do you expect from me?"
"You know what I expect from you, Derely," Waut said dryly.
"To shut the fuck up?"
"To shut the fuck up," Waut confirmed.
"Of course," Derely nodded before getting back to eating his gruel.
"So what'd I miss, Dub?" Waut asked.
"Oh, nothing much, Waut," Dubloch replied. "Just a couple of our own decided to switch over to the other team."
"What? You mean some of our guys went and became Jedi?" Waut asked in shock.
"You bet your fat ass they did," Derely interjected.
Looking at Derely in anger before turning back to Dubloch, Waut asked, "Which ones?"
"Jeza and Markib," Dubloch answered.
"Well, I'd expect that from Jeza," Waut said. "But Markib? How the fuck did that happen?"
"Well, maybe it's because he and Jeza saw that being in here wasn't such a good idea after all, so they figured it'd be better to serve as slaves than live as prisoners, in a sense," Dubloch said.
"You see, I told you it was a good idea, Waut," Derely said.
"Mark my words, Derely," Waut said with a finger pointed to him, "those jackasses won't last a week. Eventually, they'll break, and the Jedi'll figure out that they're as Sith as the rest of us. Then, if they don't die from being killed by any of the Jedi once their treachery comes out, their asses'll be thrown back in here. You just wait and see."
"If you say so, Waut," Derely said dryly.
"You're damn right I say so, Derely," Waut said. He then turned back to Dubloch. "Am I wrong about this, Dub? Am I wrong?"
Before Dubloch could answer, all three of them looked and found Jeza, now dressed in Jedi robes, walking up to them. "Hey, guys, how're you doing as prisoners here? Havin' a good time or what?"
"Good fuck yourself, Jeza," Waut said.
"Oh, now, Waut, I heard you just got out of solitary confinement for threatening to decorate this prison with Derely's organs over here," Jeza said. "You wouldn't wanna go back now for inappropriate behavior to a Jedi, now do ya?"
"First of all, it was intestines," Waut clarified. "Second, I wouldn't give you much respect given that I know molested little boys back on Kesh." At Jeza's shocked face, Waut continued with, "That's right. I know about that. And third, that fucktard of a Jedi twisted my words to his liking so he'd have a good excuse to throw my ass into solitary confinement. I said that decorating this prison with Derely's intestines would be threatening him, because I gave it as an example. I didn't actually threaten Derely's life in any way, shape, or form."
"Yes, you did, it was implied, a blind man could see that you were threatening me," Derely said.
"Derely, shut the fuck up," Waut said.
"Oh, I'd heed that advice if I were you, Waut," Jeza said. "After all, in here, you wouldn't wanna do that in here."
"Well, I don't know about that, Jeza," Dubloch said. "Given that this Jedi prison isn't so bad, that's, like, uh, your opinion, man."
"Still, it would be advisable for Waut not to fuck with the Jedi, and not to fuck with the Jeza," Jeza said. "Otherwise, I'll stick a blaster so far up your ass and shoot until the blaster pack empties."
All three of them at the table were silent. "Jesus," Dubloch said.
"Well, actually, it's Jeza," Jeza corrected, "and you would know that, Dubloch. But like I said, nobody fucks with the Jeza." And with that, he left.
"Eight year-olds, Dub," Waut said to Dubloch.