DISCLAIMER: All except Beth and Aisling belong to George Lucas. All hail
the Great Flannelled One. But Aisling belongs to me and Beth belongs to a
friend and we belong to ourselves, dammit!
AUTHOR: ihadanepiphany
I'm having good fun with this! The next scene is based on a conversation that me and another friend (who cannot remember that its Star Wars and not Star Trek. The girl's on a right road to a short life-span) had a few days ago. I've refined Aislings reply, but that basically is what I said, though admittedly not so smoothly. I got a round of applause from complete strangers when I was done. That was a good day!
I was so not expecting four reviews, its been up, what twelve hours? I'm not complaining!! Thanx to you guys, What does LMAO mean anyway, DragonElf- 86?
No prob Celestisa Vitaria, and if they're nuts then you'll definetly be hearing from me!
Lastjediprincess, thanxthanxthanx!
Biblehermione, why would Vader kill us? He luvs us! Well maybe not luve, maybe not even like, but…. What was I saying? Agh! Now I'm confuzzled again!
Enough of me chatting, here's some more of the story.
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Aisling and Beth ate their respective dinners in relative silence, in relation to what they were normally like anyway. Finally Beth put her fork down and looked at her best friend.
'So what are we going to do with ol' Scuba Gear?' (A/N David Prowse had a scuba mouthpiece in the mask to make the noise. Useless trivia rules!) Aisling swallowed her mouthful of lasagne and shrugged.
'He doesn't even know how he got here, how am I supposed to know how to send him back?' Beth shrugged, pouring herself a glass of milk.
'You're the fanatic.'
'Only in Star Wars sweetie, you're just as bad with Harry Potter you know.'
'And proud of it. But, you're supposed to know all about the warpdrive and stuff.' Aisling winced.
'Hyperdrive Beth. Warpdrive is for Star Trek, hyperdrive is for Star Wars.' Beth made a "whatever" motion.
'What's the diff?'
'Oh nothing much, just, you know, the Force.' Aisling chewed a piece of pasta in thought. 'And Obi Wan Kenobi, Owen Lars, Beru Lars, Yoda the Wisest of the Wise, Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia Organa, Han Solo, the Mighty Chewbacca, Lando Calrission, Jabba the Hutt, Boba Fett the Great, Anakin Skywalker,' She made a motion in the direction of the sitting room, 'Darth Vader, Emperor Palpatine, Bail Organa, Mon Mothma, Wedge Antilles, C- 3PO, R2-D2, Correllian Corvettes, Correllia, Coruscant, Alderaan, Tatooine, Kashyyk, Hoth, Dagoba, Dantooine, Bespin, Yavin, Endor.' She took a deep breath, while Beth stared at her, the dinners forgotten. 'Ewoks, Twi'leks, Ugnaughts, Ithorians, Hutts, Rodians, Bith, Dugs, Graans, Trandoshans, Gamorreans, Bo'marr Monks, Bo'marr Brain-walkers, Rancors, Sarlacc, Weequay, Wookies, the Millennium Falcon, Y-Wings, X-wings, B-wings, and A- wings, TIE fighters, X-1 TIE Advanced fighters, TIE bombers, Star Destroyers, Super Star Destroyers, the Death Star, Stormtroopers, Snowtroopers, AT-AT's, AT-ST's, swoop bikes, podracers, podracing, speeders, snowspeeders, Taun-Tauns, Dewbacks, Banthas, Tusken Raiders, Jawas, droids, battle droids, the Trade Federation, the Senate, the Imperial Senate, the Dark Side and the Force.' Aisling grinned at her friends dazed expression as she took a drink of water.
'That's all?' she asked after a moment. 'You said the Force twice by the way.'
' I know, but I couldn't think of a better way to end the list and anyway all things begin and end with the Force, do they not? That's only some of the differences. If you want detail….'
'No! No, that's quite alright.'
'I, would like some more details,' Vader said from the doorway. 'I had not realized that you knew so much.' Beth was facing the door and Aisling, so it was she who saw Aislings eyes widen and not Vader. When she spoke however, it was in her normal voice.
'Sure, what do you want to know?' she asked, picking up a piece of half- cold pasta. Though Beth couldn't see Vaders expression, she could tell that he was somewhat taken aback. Clearly the Sith was not used to people volunteering information, or at least of their own free will and not when they seemed to have nothing to gain.
'The rebels,' Vader said after a moment. 'Where are they, what are they doing?' Aisling smiled and took a drink of water before turning in her seat to look at Vader.
'There are few questions with so many answers,' she said cryptically. She stared at the ceiling, swirling the glass gently in her hand. 'What were you doing before you came here?' she asked, in a faraway voice. 'What was the biggest recent event, I mean.'
'Is that necessary?' Vader growled. Aisling glanced down at him for a moment then back at the ceiling.
'If you want accurate information, yes. If you want information from, I dunno, five years ago, ten years ago, thirty years ago, then no, its not necessary.' Vader growled in his throat, an oddly creepy sound when transmitted through his respirator.
'The Death Star was attacked by Rebels,' he said in a tightly controlled voice. Beth opened her mouth to ask which one, but the look Aisling shot her kept her silent.
'Where?'
'Orbiting Yavin.' Aisling looked down into her glass, staring so intently into the clear liquid that Beth had to restrain herself from craning to see.
'A battle,' Aisling said at last. 'There will be a battle on a remote planet for,' she shook her head, as if in frustration. 'I don't know what it is,' she lied. 'Something that will cause much bloodshed on both sides.'
'When?' Vader hissed. Aisling looked at him, her green eyes seeming to look past the black lenses of the mask and into the blue eyes behind them.
'When you get a notification from a Planetary Governor stationed on the Outer Rim about two Rebel prisoners.'
'Who?' Aisling eyes unfocused, then she shook her head.
'I cant remember. I apologize,' she said, grinning ruefully and rubbing her forehead. 'My knowledge of such things would be much better if I didn't have a head like a sieve.'
'Understood,' Vader said graciously though he was still seething, nodding his head. 'I thank you for the information.' Aisling bowed her head in return. Then slumped in her chair when Vader disappeared to finish off that damn game.
'Aisling,' Beth hissed, then stopped when Aisling made a sharp chopping gesture.
'Beth, how about a beer?' Aisling asked, standing up and carrying her plate to the sink. She disappeared out the back door to the garage before the girl could answer.
Beth closed the garage door behind her; Aisling was sitting on the top of a stack of boxes, an open can of cider in her hand.
'Wont your uncle mind?' Beth asked. Aisling shrugged.
'At this point in time Beth my dear I couldn't give a flying rats scrotum sack about what my uncle thinks of me raiding his stash.' She drank a slug of the cider. 'I'll buy more tomorrow to make it up,' she added.
'Grand so.' Beth reached into the fridge and got a can of cider for herself. 'Why so uptight?' she asked, snapping the top of the can.
'Oh, nothing really,' Aisling sighed. 'Just that there's a Sith Lord in my uncles house who now, that's to my bloody need to show off, knows that I know practically everything there is to know about the Star Wars universe. Right now he thinks its because I keep up with events or something, but sooner or later, something'll slip and then he'll know that I not only know what has happened and what is happening, but also what will happen.' She took another, longer drink. 'Not much imagination needed to know what he'll do then. So excuse me if I get horribly drunk tonight.'
'Don't let me stop you,' Beth said, as she watched Aisling chug the rest of the can before throwing the empty into a corner and getting another. She took her first slug of her can as Aisling opened her second. 'What are you going to do?' she asked. 'After getting horribly drunk I mean.'
'Play it by ear, and hope the tune don't change,' Aisling replied. 'You know, the usual strategy.' Beth raised her can in mock-salute.
'May the best evil-minded person win.'
Vader stared thoughtfully at the TV screen. Something was bugging him, something about what the girl had said. Something about the rebels.
Ah yes.
Behind his mask Vader smiled slowly. He had already sent a message to the nearest ship and it was waiting just outside of this planets pitiful sensor droids. Maybe it was time to leave. But what kind of guest would he be if he didn't at least invite his hosts for a visit to the ship?
And if he took the, Playstation was it? If he took the contraption with him, he might actually be able to kill that damn Last Lord!
Yeah I know it's a bit darker, but it does lighten up. It does! I've written more already and I cant read it without falling of the chair, so there!
But you cant see it till I get at least another four reviews for this chapter. Hehehe! Yeah, greed works fine for me.
By the way, the legal drinking age over here is 18 and both myself and my friend are 18, so no illegalness is being commited, with the cider anyway.
AUTHOR: ihadanepiphany
I'm having good fun with this! The next scene is based on a conversation that me and another friend (who cannot remember that its Star Wars and not Star Trek. The girl's on a right road to a short life-span) had a few days ago. I've refined Aislings reply, but that basically is what I said, though admittedly not so smoothly. I got a round of applause from complete strangers when I was done. That was a good day!
I was so not expecting four reviews, its been up, what twelve hours? I'm not complaining!! Thanx to you guys, What does LMAO mean anyway, DragonElf- 86?
No prob Celestisa Vitaria, and if they're nuts then you'll definetly be hearing from me!
Lastjediprincess, thanxthanxthanx!
Biblehermione, why would Vader kill us? He luvs us! Well maybe not luve, maybe not even like, but…. What was I saying? Agh! Now I'm confuzzled again!
Enough of me chatting, here's some more of the story.
=============================================================
Aisling and Beth ate their respective dinners in relative silence, in relation to what they were normally like anyway. Finally Beth put her fork down and looked at her best friend.
'So what are we going to do with ol' Scuba Gear?' (A/N David Prowse had a scuba mouthpiece in the mask to make the noise. Useless trivia rules!) Aisling swallowed her mouthful of lasagne and shrugged.
'He doesn't even know how he got here, how am I supposed to know how to send him back?' Beth shrugged, pouring herself a glass of milk.
'You're the fanatic.'
'Only in Star Wars sweetie, you're just as bad with Harry Potter you know.'
'And proud of it. But, you're supposed to know all about the warpdrive and stuff.' Aisling winced.
'Hyperdrive Beth. Warpdrive is for Star Trek, hyperdrive is for Star Wars.' Beth made a "whatever" motion.
'What's the diff?'
'Oh nothing much, just, you know, the Force.' Aisling chewed a piece of pasta in thought. 'And Obi Wan Kenobi, Owen Lars, Beru Lars, Yoda the Wisest of the Wise, Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia Organa, Han Solo, the Mighty Chewbacca, Lando Calrission, Jabba the Hutt, Boba Fett the Great, Anakin Skywalker,' She made a motion in the direction of the sitting room, 'Darth Vader, Emperor Palpatine, Bail Organa, Mon Mothma, Wedge Antilles, C- 3PO, R2-D2, Correllian Corvettes, Correllia, Coruscant, Alderaan, Tatooine, Kashyyk, Hoth, Dagoba, Dantooine, Bespin, Yavin, Endor.' She took a deep breath, while Beth stared at her, the dinners forgotten. 'Ewoks, Twi'leks, Ugnaughts, Ithorians, Hutts, Rodians, Bith, Dugs, Graans, Trandoshans, Gamorreans, Bo'marr Monks, Bo'marr Brain-walkers, Rancors, Sarlacc, Weequay, Wookies, the Millennium Falcon, Y-Wings, X-wings, B-wings, and A- wings, TIE fighters, X-1 TIE Advanced fighters, TIE bombers, Star Destroyers, Super Star Destroyers, the Death Star, Stormtroopers, Snowtroopers, AT-AT's, AT-ST's, swoop bikes, podracers, podracing, speeders, snowspeeders, Taun-Tauns, Dewbacks, Banthas, Tusken Raiders, Jawas, droids, battle droids, the Trade Federation, the Senate, the Imperial Senate, the Dark Side and the Force.' Aisling grinned at her friends dazed expression as she took a drink of water.
'That's all?' she asked after a moment. 'You said the Force twice by the way.'
' I know, but I couldn't think of a better way to end the list and anyway all things begin and end with the Force, do they not? That's only some of the differences. If you want detail….'
'No! No, that's quite alright.'
'I, would like some more details,' Vader said from the doorway. 'I had not realized that you knew so much.' Beth was facing the door and Aisling, so it was she who saw Aislings eyes widen and not Vader. When she spoke however, it was in her normal voice.
'Sure, what do you want to know?' she asked, picking up a piece of half- cold pasta. Though Beth couldn't see Vaders expression, she could tell that he was somewhat taken aback. Clearly the Sith was not used to people volunteering information, or at least of their own free will and not when they seemed to have nothing to gain.
'The rebels,' Vader said after a moment. 'Where are they, what are they doing?' Aisling smiled and took a drink of water before turning in her seat to look at Vader.
'There are few questions with so many answers,' she said cryptically. She stared at the ceiling, swirling the glass gently in her hand. 'What were you doing before you came here?' she asked, in a faraway voice. 'What was the biggest recent event, I mean.'
'Is that necessary?' Vader growled. Aisling glanced down at him for a moment then back at the ceiling.
'If you want accurate information, yes. If you want information from, I dunno, five years ago, ten years ago, thirty years ago, then no, its not necessary.' Vader growled in his throat, an oddly creepy sound when transmitted through his respirator.
'The Death Star was attacked by Rebels,' he said in a tightly controlled voice. Beth opened her mouth to ask which one, but the look Aisling shot her kept her silent.
'Where?'
'Orbiting Yavin.' Aisling looked down into her glass, staring so intently into the clear liquid that Beth had to restrain herself from craning to see.
'A battle,' Aisling said at last. 'There will be a battle on a remote planet for,' she shook her head, as if in frustration. 'I don't know what it is,' she lied. 'Something that will cause much bloodshed on both sides.'
'When?' Vader hissed. Aisling looked at him, her green eyes seeming to look past the black lenses of the mask and into the blue eyes behind them.
'When you get a notification from a Planetary Governor stationed on the Outer Rim about two Rebel prisoners.'
'Who?' Aisling eyes unfocused, then she shook her head.
'I cant remember. I apologize,' she said, grinning ruefully and rubbing her forehead. 'My knowledge of such things would be much better if I didn't have a head like a sieve.'
'Understood,' Vader said graciously though he was still seething, nodding his head. 'I thank you for the information.' Aisling bowed her head in return. Then slumped in her chair when Vader disappeared to finish off that damn game.
'Aisling,' Beth hissed, then stopped when Aisling made a sharp chopping gesture.
'Beth, how about a beer?' Aisling asked, standing up and carrying her plate to the sink. She disappeared out the back door to the garage before the girl could answer.
Beth closed the garage door behind her; Aisling was sitting on the top of a stack of boxes, an open can of cider in her hand.
'Wont your uncle mind?' Beth asked. Aisling shrugged.
'At this point in time Beth my dear I couldn't give a flying rats scrotum sack about what my uncle thinks of me raiding his stash.' She drank a slug of the cider. 'I'll buy more tomorrow to make it up,' she added.
'Grand so.' Beth reached into the fridge and got a can of cider for herself. 'Why so uptight?' she asked, snapping the top of the can.
'Oh, nothing really,' Aisling sighed. 'Just that there's a Sith Lord in my uncles house who now, that's to my bloody need to show off, knows that I know practically everything there is to know about the Star Wars universe. Right now he thinks its because I keep up with events or something, but sooner or later, something'll slip and then he'll know that I not only know what has happened and what is happening, but also what will happen.' She took another, longer drink. 'Not much imagination needed to know what he'll do then. So excuse me if I get horribly drunk tonight.'
'Don't let me stop you,' Beth said, as she watched Aisling chug the rest of the can before throwing the empty into a corner and getting another. She took her first slug of her can as Aisling opened her second. 'What are you going to do?' she asked. 'After getting horribly drunk I mean.'
'Play it by ear, and hope the tune don't change,' Aisling replied. 'You know, the usual strategy.' Beth raised her can in mock-salute.
'May the best evil-minded person win.'
Vader stared thoughtfully at the TV screen. Something was bugging him, something about what the girl had said. Something about the rebels.
Ah yes.
Behind his mask Vader smiled slowly. He had already sent a message to the nearest ship and it was waiting just outside of this planets pitiful sensor droids. Maybe it was time to leave. But what kind of guest would he be if he didn't at least invite his hosts for a visit to the ship?
And if he took the, Playstation was it? If he took the contraption with him, he might actually be able to kill that damn Last Lord!
Yeah I know it's a bit darker, but it does lighten up. It does! I've written more already and I cant read it without falling of the chair, so there!
But you cant see it till I get at least another four reviews for this chapter. Hehehe! Yeah, greed works fine for me.
By the way, the legal drinking age over here is 18 and both myself and my friend are 18, so no illegalness is being commited, with the cider anyway.