Awe struck, Commander Tynarl bent his knees, loosing his usual erect posture. The cocky old man, infuriated at his loose, screamed irritably. One of his knew communication officers approached him.
"Sir, Admiral Piett is on the line to check on our progress." For a second Tynarl thought of running, but where? They would surely shoot him out of the sky if he took an escape pod. Seeing no way out of this, he thought of Lord Vader choking him as he did many others who annoyed him. THE END
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