Eight Minutes...-SW3


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 * ... Oh dear. I'm afraid I have no head whatsoever for the particulars of interstellar combat -- even as a spectator.
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 * It's all right, Threepio -- I'll do my best to talk you through it. Just stay calm, and--
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 * ... I BEG YOUR PARDON. Did Master Luke just say he was "a little cooked"? What grotesque turn of phrase is THAT?! Oh, Artoo...
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 * ... I BEG YOUR PARDON. Did Master Luke just say he was "a little cooked"? What grotesque turn of phrase is THAT?! Oh, Artoo...
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Eight Minutes...
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 * Send Luke to make an attack run.
 * Send Luke to make an attack run.
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 * nowrap|5, 50
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 * Looks like they've already scrambled fighters... Not unexpected, but this is when things get... tricky.
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 * "Tricky"? What precisely do you mean by THAT?
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 * It means that we'll have to trust Luke, Artoo, and their wingmates to keep the TIEs busy while Gold Squadron makes their run.
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 * Gold Squadron... Ah, yes -- those are the Y-wing bombers, correct? The ones tasked with firing on the exhaust port...
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 * Right. They'll pull through... If I remember right, one of their pilots is Alderaanian, and we don't give up so easi--
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 * By the Maker--! Artoo and Master Luke have been hit!!!
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 * Luke...!
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 * By the Maker--! Artoo and Master Luke have been hit!!!
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 * Luke...!
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 * Luke...!
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