I know this is sorter than chapter 1 but this is more like the second half of the first chapter really. Thanks to anyone who's reviewed already! :)
'Greetings,' said the tall, lanky man with a familiar face who was standing, smoothing down his olive uniform as he approached them.
It briefly occurred to Luke that while only he and Vader wore black, his dark uniform seemed to fit in much better with the Empire's olive and grey than the Alliance in their white and tan.
He also noticed the way that the man's eyes flitted between Vader and Luke, his disgust obvious as he looked at Vader. Luke felt a strong dislike for the man bubble up and after a long moment he realised that he was angry that the man disrespected his father. It was a very disconcerting realisation but it just seemed wrong that Imperials that his father fought for, didn't respect him. The man standing before him however, seemed more like a spineless idiot that plotted and schemed but never acted.
The worst sort of person.
Carefully, as not to give away what he was doing, Luke peered into the man's mind, pushing down the sense of wrongness. It was a necessary evil, after all, know thy enemy.
The moment he touched the man's find he had to use every ounce of control he possessed not to physically recoil. The man was Nell Tarkin, son of the deceased Grand Moff; a plotter who loathed Vader and blamed him for his father's death.
But worst of all, he was a coward.
He could feel his father's disgust for Tarkin through the force, now that he knew what to look for. Why did he put up with people like this?
Luke snapped out of is musing to find Mon Mothma had apparently exchanged greetings with Tarkin. He could feel her unease through the Force; so much hinged on these talks…
"May I introduce my comrades, commander Withby, Commandeer Lionis, Grand Moff Elfin, Admiral Piett and of course, Lord Vader." The man was a good actor, he'd give him that. There was no hint of the hidden hatred as Tarkin introduced Vader. "I am Nell Tarkin."
While Luke was already aware of this titbit of information, the others weren't and five shockwaves rippled through the force at Tarkin's words.
"A pleasure," said Mon, once she had collected herself.
The others nodded and Luke could feel their animosity and fear; especially Leia. He wondered if she was reliving her torture on the Death Star under Tarkin and wished he could reach out and comfort her.
"With myself is General Madine and Princess Organa, Captain solo, Chewbacca and Commander Skywalker," continued Mon.
Tarkin nodded, his beady eyes fixed on Luke. Luke stared back at him, not even trying to hide the anger he felt towards Tarkin and Tarkin looked away quickly.
Coward.