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conderkyl · 2 years
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decided to redraw an old wedge/luke sketch to see how my styles changed pretty happy with it
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from-a-legends-pov · 1 month
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Star Wars Legends: Poll of the Week - Out-Of-Context Pictures
Which of these out-of-context pictures from a Star Wars Legends property is your favorite? (Context provided below)
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1: “Heat stick”: Oh, no, that certainly doesn’t look like anything else, no….
2. Laser-eyes Leia: Is it possible to learn this power?
3. Hit where it hurts: He had it coming.
4. “Turn off the foam, Threepio!” I don’t know, that looks kind of fun, Luke.
5. Han punches an otter? An otter wearing fancy jewelry, no less.
6. Playing ships with a Sith: Vader plus younglings doesn’t usually go well….
And now, for some context:
1: “Heat stick” - Wedge Antilles and Wes Janson spend a cold night together on a mission, and yes, that is supposed to be a heat stick used to warm them and not a glowing something else (Star Wars - original Marvel Comics)
2: Laser-eyes Leia: Meet Leia Organa II, a replica droid of the Princess, designed to speak, move, and act like the real Leia, and equipped with blasters in her eyes. The real Leia Organa is captured and nearly forced to marry Trioculus, a three-eyed warlord claiming to be Palpatine’s son (he wasn’t – that was a different three-eyed guy), but right before the wedding Leia’s friends switch her with Leia Organa II. At the altar, the replica droid blasts Trioculus with a little pew pew straight from her eyes, killing him, and the real Leia is able to escape (Queen of the Empire)
3: Hit where it hurts: When Black Sun boss Prince Xizor’s attempted assault of Leia Organa (by drugging her with his powerful Falleen pheromones) is interrupted by Chewbacca coming to the rescue, Leia gives Xizor a well-deserved knee to the groin before escaping (Shadows of the Empire)
4: “Turn off the foam, Threepio!” On a mission with Leia and the droids, Luke Skywalker uses extinguisher foam to subdue some Blackhole troopers aboard a Hrakian ship (“Gambler’s World,” Early Star Wars Adventures)
5: Han punches an otter? Han Solo’s evil cousin Thrackan Sal-Solo has imprisoned Dracmus, a female Selonian who has been trained as a diplomatic envoy to humans. He forces Dracmus to fight Han, whom he has also imprisoned, but Han is familiar enough with Mandaba, the Selonian language, to convince Dracmus to go easy on him during the fight without Thrackan catching on. Han still loses the fight, but gains Dracmus’s trust, and when Dracmus is later rescued, Han is allowed to come along (Assault at Selonia)
6: Playing ships with a Sith: Plourr Ilo recalls her brother Harran (Harrandatha Estillo), who from childhood was an evil, vicious person who wanted her dead so that he could become ruler. Harran idolized Darth Vader, and when Harran met the Sith as a child, Vader made Harran his protégé, taking advantage of his sadistic personality and apparently also playing ships with him for hours (Star Wars comics, X-Wing: Rogue Squadron - The Warrior Princess)
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thlastjedaii · 1 year
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yes dinluke is cute but do no forget your roots
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2stepadmiral · 8 months
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Now that I’ve gushed about Thrawn, I can talk about Ezra. I’ve been so focused on Thrawn and Anakin that seeing Ezra wasn’t as high a priority for me, but seeing him now had me grinning ear to ear. He was perfectly portrayed, still a lovable goofball, though he’s clearly wiser and a bit more mature. I mean come on, he sees his best friend for the first time in nine years, nine years he spent trying to evade Thrawn’s forces and survive who knows what on Peridea, and his reaction is not shock or running immediately to embrace her, but to lean against a building out of her immediate field of view and call out that he knew he could count on her, simultaneously announcing his presence, greeting her, saying that he’s okay, and welcoming her, before joking about her timing to ease them both into their old banter. Seeing them together again was an absolute delight, their chemistry is both so reminiscent of their old relationship, yet different, like they have both aged and grown and changed and are still able to communicate like they used to. They banter and poke at each other, but you can see the extent of their emotions beyond the dialogue, and it’s wonderful.
It breaks my heart, thought, that Sabine is hiding the circumstances of her arrival for the moment. She assures him that his plan worked, but she won’t tell him anything else. She knows that Ezra would want to hear so much about what’s happened since he’s been gone, how Lothal has rebuilt and thrived, how Hera and Jacen are doing, Zebs commission with the New Republic pilot core, Rex’s and Kallus’ peaceful retirements, Wedge’s part in destroying both Death Stars, and the defeat of the Empire. Considering how determined to defeat the Sith he was, Ezra would especially want to hear about Luke and how Luke is rebuilding the Jedi order. He would definitely want to know where Luke is so he can meet him and do his part to help in that endeavor.  but telling him any of that would force Sabine to admit that her presence there came at a cost, and that cost is likely undoing the victory he sacrificed so much to acquire by stopping Thrawn.
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rollinginthestars · 2 years
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Being a multishipper is great; you get to see all types of ships
And how gay Luke Skywalker is
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tahiriveilasolo · 2 months
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Do you think, if there’s an April fools day in the Galaxy far far away, would Jacen make silly jokes to Tenel Ka as ever, would Jaina boop Jag on the nose, would Tahiri play a prank on Anakin, and call him a dummy afterwards?
Would it be the best day for Face, the best and the worst day of Wes, and the worst day ever for Wedge?
Would Luke and Mara joke with each other, and end up laughing and kissing affectionately? Would Han try to play a joke on Leia and fail miserably, as they are again doing their lovely little argument about who’s outsmarting who?
And imagine instead of saying “April fools”, people will repeat what Grievous has said to Obi-Wan…“You fool!”
And Obi-Wan would continue his lecture on “who’s more foolish? The fool or the fool who follows him?”
If so, then this universe could be a lot happier than it was before, even when it can only last for a day in each year.
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dragon-of-the-soutn · 4 months
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Apologies for all the Wedge Antilles content your about to witness. I have just started reading the x-wing novels and now I have the brain rot.
Also shout out to Corran Horn for having a family history more convoluted than any Skywalker, got to be one of my favourite losers.
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secondstar-acorn · 1 year
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atlasdotnet · 1 year
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Oh yeah, - I watch Star Wars for the plot. By the plot I mean the men
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magnetarbeam · 2 months
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I'm trying to write more of the Force-Sensitive Mirax AU and I've realized that she probably would know what it is. Like, if nothing else, her brother Wedge has spent enough time around Luke to know that those Weird Feelings come from the Force.
Even in canon, you can't tell me Wedge wasn't constantly wondering when Corran would figure it out.
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philtstone · 1 year
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38 (fake kisses), your choice of Star Wars characters
#38 -- fake kisses
this is very silly, but the idea remains a classic one
Critical as it is to protect their strung-out ranks from Imperial infiltration, the subject in question necessarily cannot be an easy one to bring up. First, they need all the bodies they can get, if not in the least just to keep warm. Second, and more importantly, morale is at stake. If order and cohesion are to be maintained, one can't be going around throwing accusations of treason at just any guy who looks at you funny.
The assemblage has outlined this point very clearly for themselves, on the pilfered clearboard set up against Hobbie Klivian's ship wing.
"Well, sure, but we're not just going around throwing accusations," says Luke, to general mutters of approval. The fact that Luke is here lends weight to the conversation; Wes is owed money, Wedge is owed money by Wes, who cannot pay him back until he is paid in turn, Hobbie has to share a bunk with the man -- he snores -- and Han's opinions on the matter stopped being relevant the moment The Accused got that girlish giggle out of Her Highness.
Luke (much as he has his own giggle-related biases) is a decent sort. He'd never throw an innocent under the proverbial Y-Wing for selfish reasons.
"I don't know though," Luke is continuing, with a thoughtful, consternated shake of his golden head, "there's something about him that doesn't sit right with me, guys."
"Unreliable," offers Wes, referring to the unpaid debts.
"Inconsiderate," says Hobbie, of the snoring.
"He's practically a stranger," says Han, gesturing widely in the air with one hand, as he is wont to do. "What the hell do we know about him, anyway? He just waltzed in here two weeks ago and now he acts like he owns the place? Me and the kid had to prove ourselves, you know."
"Han's not even enlisted yet," agrees Wedge, as if this illustrates a grave necessity for long-term probation.
"And I'll tell ya what, Luke --" Han, who is ignoring Wedge, points with significance -- "his eyes are too close together. That's never a good sign."
The subject in question -- one Erich Telv, having committed no obviously evidenced sins outside of being a slightly below average sort of being who was unfortunately charming enough to make Princess Leia laugh -- is still in a debrief with the brass. He was sent on a scouting mission not two days ago, and with little to go on but their individual gripes and the general impression that Leia has been more stressed than usual in Erich's absence, a committee has convened. Chewie, who gracefully declined participation, has been spending the duration of the meeting cleaning his favourite hairbrush in the corner.
"Now see here, gents," says Wedge. "We gotta be real sure of ourselves here. We need evidence. Hard facts. This could be serious."
"The morale," says Wes, pointing with the wrong end of a mop at their clearboard. It reads ORGANA WILL KILL US IF WRONG in Wedge's poor Basic penmanship, underlined twice.
"Who cares about the morale!" says Han. "I'm telling you, this guy's trouble. By the time we get your hard evidence he'll have already pulled a fast one."
Chewie, who is now inspecting a matted lump of hair just extracted from the brush, makes a low growling sound that even the most amateur of Shyrriwook speakers can understand.
"WHAT?!" comes the collective outcry.
"Kissed him!" says Luke, distraught.
"When?" demands Han. "Telv? That wormy little nobody? He ain't her type!"
Nobody suggests that there is no real evidence for this declaration.
"A gambler and a snorer, you mean?"
"Hobbie, in the grand scheme of things, your insomnia is not the worst of our troubles --"
"I knew I had a bad feeling about this ..."
Chewie confirms it happened just before Erich's scouting mission. He saw Leia do it and everything -- he thought everyone knew. Wasn't that why this meeting was taking place? Because they were concerned for her safety?
"Gentlemen," says Wes, amidst multiple spluttered protests that yes, of course, that was exactly why -- perhaps also the good of the Alliance -- and then of course, Han's added insistence that he didn't care what the Princess did or when, or, indeed, what happened to her at all -- "I am starting a new betting pool."
The door to Command, situated across the hangar bay, opens at this exact moment.
Erich Telv is bodily thrown out into the hall. He lands face first onto the floor.
"Pathetic!" comes Leia's raised, icy voice, immediately behind him. She strides out into the bay, her sleek little blaster drawn and pointed; the occupants of Echo Base's Hangar One pause to watch with open-mouthed interest; Erich, rather visibly, cowers. "Despicable! Moronic! Really, Mister Telv, to think that I wouldn't notice your especially idiotic brand of spy games is possibly one of the most singularly dolt-headed things I have ever encountered in my natural born life!"
"Please," pleads Erich, the yellow thatch of his annoyingly abundant hair standing up wonkily as his quivers. It appears as thought Leia literally kicked him out of the command room via his backside, as he keeps rubbing it. "Please, I was only just --"
"You were trying to make a few extra credits and you tried it with the wrong Rebellion, Erich. If you weren't such a miserable slimy little freight blister I'd almost feel sorry for you. Celchu, Darklighter, put him in the brig. We'll decide what to do with him later."
The whole thing happens in less than two minutes. Afterwards, Leia walks over to them.
"Hello," she says, a touch awkwardly. She looks pleased with herself, but also hesitant, as though the events that just transpired might garner her ill will of some kind. "I'm sorry everyone had to see that -- it's awful for morale. But Telv was being so obvious about it it was starting to get on my nerves."
Hobbie, Wes, and Wedge blink; Han's mouth closes with an audible click.
"Force, Leia," Luke manages, after a beat, "you knew Telv was a spy the whole time?"
Leia looks startled. "Oh -- of course. He was using an open channel to send our supply inventory to anyone who was listening. I'm not too worried about our location, but --" Her eyebrows crease, highlighting her large expressive eyes, "Don't tell me you all had suspicions too -- oh, but you should've said something --"
They scramble to assure her otherwise.
"No -- no! Uh, ours weren't really concrete," Luke says quickly.
"Just a gut feeling," says Han, over-loudly, not meeting Leia's eye.
"We, you know, didn't much like the man, but it's a serious business, accusing someone of treason --"
"Luke just had a Force premonition or two ..."
"... Never killed a guy to have a brainstorm session, if you take my meaning --"
"Now, don't take this the wrong way," interrupts Wedge, glancing sideways at both Han (who is still staring at Leia in faint amazement) and Luke (who keeps nodding, like this will absolve him of his participation in The Committee), "but did you really kiss the idiot, your Highness?"
Leia's look of confusion is very momentary. She arches a pointed brow at Chewie before turning back to the group, whereupon she seems to notice their clearboard. Looking on in mild amusement, she says, somewhat dryly, "Well, Carlist didn't believe my suspicions. I figured the stupider Telv thought I was, the easier it would be to have my evidence."
Again, there is a tightness right at the end of her words that stops any otherwise thoughtless comments that might have emerged. Luke's distressed expression clears into one of gentle understanding. Han visibly swallows down any lingering disgruntlement and grins widely. Wes, who is in charge of the clearboard, writes down evidence: slimy little freight blister under their other points.
"Well, there you have it," says Hobbie. "One of us should've just kissed the man."
"I vote Luke, next time," says Wedge. "The Princess shouldn't have to do all the work."
"Aw, Wedge, volunteer yourself, why don't you -- I don't wanna kiss the Erich Telvs of the galaxy!"
"Yeah, give the kid a break," says Han. "He hasn't got the necessary experience to fake a good kiss."
While the others bicker, Leia catches his eye; in spite of everything already said, she doesn't expect the touch of genuine concern in Han's expression.
Wild and unplanned, she mouths I'm sorry I kissed him -- what has she got to be sorry for, Leia will ask herself later, a bit viciously -- and any lingering bad feelings over the Erich Telv debacle are forgotten in wake of the honest, stunned look on Han's usually cavalier face.
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starwarsbookclub · 1 year
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Star Wars Omnibus: X-Wing Rogue Squadron Volume 1 | pages 5 & 292 Dark Horse Comics | Michael A. Stackpole; Peet Janes; Dave Nestelle
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2stepadmiral · 2 months
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Something I love about Luke, Leia, and Han is that before the Skywalker twins reached their mid twenties, the trio shared about three braincells.
I mean, before the Death Star, Leia and Han probably had a respectable amount each (Leia needed to be smart as an up and coming Rebellion leader and Han definitely was clever as a smuggler and conman), but after that first argument in the detention hall in the middle of a desperate firefight that culminated in a dive into the trash compactor, some cosmic alignment of their inner natures mixed with the will of the Force resulted in both of them being brought down to Luke’s level.
Now, over the years, they all became much smarter and better at working together, but right from the death star onwards for the first few years, they shared about three brain cells. Individually, each of the three were in possession of maybe one at all times, and were decently competent on their own. Luke was a great pilot and field commander, Leia was a fine strategist and mission planner and inspirational leader, and Han, of course, was a very competent smooth talker and mechanic, as well as a brilliant pilot. But put them together in a room, or on a mission together, and usually one of them is going to end up with all three brain cells while the others are up on their shit.
Luke usually ends up with the brain cells when Han and Leia are bickering. The slightest thing sets them off, and suddenly Luke is the voice of reason, which she is very much not used to being.
“I thought you said this was a shortcut, not the front doorstep to an Imperial station for the sector.”
“Hey, I’ve slipped through this way a dozen times before, and never had any trouble. You were supposed to be monitoring the base.”
“Oh, sure, captain, blame me for you forgetting there is an imperial outpost over here.”
“ < exasperated sigh> Alright, Chewie, let’s power up the guns, and hope that these two don’t crash into a Star Destroyer.”
When Leia has all three, it’s usually because Han is on some reckless Corellian daredevil kick, and Luke is in adventure crazed teenager living his dream mode and is too focused on his x-wing or his squadron to see the big picture. Both mindsets are often at least indirectly because of the influence of Wedge Antilles and Tycho Celchu.
“Luke, stop fiddling with your X-wing, we have a scouting mission.
“One second land, I’ve almost got the inertial dampeners just where I need them. Wedge and I were talking, and I think if we have these in sync during our next mission, we should be able to reduce drag by 1.56%.”
“You can finish when we get back.”
“ Wait, we’re not taking Rogue Squadron?”
“<sigh> what part of scouting mission did you miss? and where is Han?”
“I think he’s with Wedge and Tycho.“
“Oh no. What laser brain stunt did they dare him to try this time?“
“…Well, they might’ve said something about flying the falcon through the gap of an imperial two communication tower?”
“Kriffing Corellians. And you didn’t think to order Wedge and Tycho to stay away from Han?”
“…Han is good for squadron morale.”
“<sigh>”
And on the disturbingly, frequent occasions were Han is in possession of the brain cells, it is, without fail, because Leia is in full devotion to the cause of the rebellion mode, and Luke is in strange-mystic-Jedi-shit-is-calling-me-and-I-must-answer-the-call mode.
“Hey, princess, are you still on that Agamar campaign?”
“The people of Agamar need our help, Han. I need to figure out a way to neutralize these Golan batteries.”
“Um, sure, OK, but we’re currently on a completely different mission, and I kind of need you to be ready to mail the guns when we get there.”
“Don’t worry about me, I’ll be just fine when we get to Ord Mantell.”
“Ord Mantell? Uh, this is a mission to Taris.”
“What? oh, you’re right, sorry. I’ve just planned so many of our next few missions, I kind of forgot, which one we’re on.”
“… When’s the last time you ate?”
“I’ll eat once I figured out how to bring down these Golan shields.”
“…Hey, Luke? Any chance you could talk her worshipfulness into having some rations? …Kid?”
“ what? oh, sorry, hon, I was reading this account on spirituality by Plo Koon, and I thought I might’ve heard Ben’s voice coming from the engine room.”
“…Ben Kenobi is dead, Luke.”
“I know, Han, but sometimes, I can hear his voice through the Force, guiding me, helping me. I’ve been trying to research why and have been reading these journals Ben had in his home on Tatooine, and…”
“Kid, when’s the last time you ate anything?”
“…, now that you mention it, I’m not sure.”
“…”
Moments like these are frequent until maybe half, and after Endor, these moments become very occasional and much more casual as the trio becomes closer and more accustomed to each other’s quirks.
“I thought you fixed the deflector oscillator before we left!”
“I did! Don’t blame me if the Alliance stuck me with substandard parts.”
“Save it for later, you two, or you’d better let me and Chewie take over while you sort it out. I have a Star Destroyers coming up on our bow, and Zsinj would love to hear that the Falcon was shot down.”
“Fair point, kid. Will discuss this later, princess.”
“Fine by me. I’ll try and get those shields dialed in.”
Or,
“Luke, I need you to come with us. I’m meeting with the Queen of Naboo, and I need you as an escort.”
“Sure, Leia. Let me just finish these adjustments and I’ll be ready to fly. Oh, no X-wing?”
“Not this time. Have you seen Han?”
“I think that he went to help Wedge and Tycho perform reflex tests on the new rogue squadron recruits. They should be down at the gorge.”
“With speed bikes, I presume?”
“I think so, but Han told me to tell you he would be careful. And wear a helmet.”
“Well, I guess that’s something.”
Or,
“Han, give me my data pad, I need to prepare for the meeting with the delegation from Ryloth.”
“The Twi’lek research can wait until you finish your supper, Leia. It’s in the gallery, I made plenty, and don’t come back until you’ve had at least two portions. You need to keep your strength up while you’re helping to build the New Republic. Mon Mothma can’t expect you to do everything without even having a proper meal every now and again.”
“… Can I continue while I eat?”
“Not until you’ve had at least one full plate. <sound of grabbing a holocron> You too, kid. You need to stop making me be the responsible one around here.”
“Han, you know that I can just grab that back from you with the Force?”
“Yeah, and what kind of message would that send to the galaxy about the new Jedi? They go around stealing holocrons instead of just eating their dinner like a normal person? Go on, have some food. I made some Karkan ribenes with tomo-spice.”
And right around the time they start figuring this dynamic out, they start to notice that Chewie is less irritated with the three of them. Little do they know, because, again, three brain cells shared between the three of them, that Chewbacca has been actively trying to loan them any of the hundreds of brain cells he’s accumulated over the course of his 200 year long Wookie life and has been furious with how unresponsive to his wisdom they have been.
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lajulie24 · 8 months
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I've been missing my flyboys in love recently so for LukexWedge...who fell in love first? Who said it first? Headcanon on how they got together? Where was their first kiss and who initiated? Were they secretive about their relationship at first, or were they 'out and proud'?
Oh, this is a fun one! Some headcanons for Luke Skywalker x Wedge Antilles, our lovely flyboys in love….
Who fell in love first? Wedge, but it was pretty close between the two of them
Who said it first? Also Wedge!
Headcanon on how they got together? They were friends first, although there was a definite spark between them even during that stage. They bonded a lot in Luke’s early days in the Rebellion as two of the only pilots from the trench run to make it back alive, and then Wedge helped Luke a lot when he was learning to be a squadron leader, so they worked together a lot. Or “worked together” as Han often teased Luke (which caused a pretty blush). At some point they had what was supposed to have been kind of a casual thing going on, because Luke was worried about having time in between trying to find Jedi info and leading a squadron and hanging out with Han and Leia and Chewie and the like, but it was a lot more serious than either of them were willing to admit. They had some bumps post-Bespin (the fact that Luke didn’t even tell Wedge where he was going when he went AWOL to train with Yoda, and then acted all weird and distant as he was trying to deal with the whole Vader reveal, was definitely a sore point for them). It seemed like they were going to get together for good post-Endor, but then each of them kept trying to be overly understanding about the other one and figured it was probably just not meant to be. Finally Han and Leia at some point after they’d gotten THEIR shit together helped Luke and Wedge get their shit together and actually get together for good. (And you know, SAY WORDS. They’re sometimes bad at that.)
Where was their first kiss and who initiated it? They’d been working together for several weeks post-Yavin when they had their first big mission as a new squadron. It went well, but everyone was exhausted when they got back to base. Luke and Wedge were doing some paperwork or something, and Luke was thanking Wedge and saying something like “couldn’t have done it without you” and then there was a look that lingered between them, and finally Wedge closed the difference and kissed him.
Were they secretive about their relationship at first, or were they “out and proud”? When they had their thing that was supposedly casual, it was sort of an open secret on base (and they didn’t specify that it was exclusive or anything, although there were several stretches in there where it WAS exclusive because neither of them were interested in being with anyone else). They didn’t try to hide it but especially since they worked together they tried to keep pretty low-key about it.
Thank you kindly for the ask!
Headcanon party!
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klcthebookworm · 12 days
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WIP Wednesday: Sororal Lineality: Plans and High Command
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Sororal Lineality series is an experiment to tell the whole story in short stories segments because I need to practice writing short. I have twenty-eight stories planned to cover everything. The series picks up after the Empire Strikes Back but there was a big change to A New Hope: Han returned to the Death Star and knocked the TIE fighters out of the trench before Biggs Darklighter was shot. The other change to canon is Mara Jade discovers she is a clone series designed to all be the Emperor's Hand, and the Force sent her to Luke Skywalker for help rescuing her younger sisters.
"Plans and High Command" is the fourth story and Wedge and Luke finally get to debrief.
They opened the cabin door. Biggs and Wedge were securing the deck plate around a new bunk above Biggs’ bunk. Biggs turned off his tool first. “Medical checks all done now? I figured this was easier than moving cabins, given how we probably won’t be with the Fleet much longer.”
Luke grinned back. “Good thinking.” They were all adults and could handle giving each other some privacy.
Wedge finished his deck plate and dropped off the wall ladder to it. “So you missed out on the last round of promotions and lost a body part. Let’s see it.”
Luke shook his head. “You Corellians are the rudest when you’re having tooka kittens by the litter. Mara, this is Commander Wedge Antilles and current Rogue Leader. Wedge, this is Mara Jade.”
Wedge nodded at her. “Pleased to meet you and welcome to the Rebellion. Now show, you Jedi smart-ass.”
Luke rolled the medical tunic sleeve with a sigh until the thin metal band where the prosthetic met flesh was visible on his forearm.
Wedge studied it critically before returning his gaze to Luke’s face. “And how do you feel? About all of it, Luke.”
“The pain is finally gone. You built the Rogues too, so you should be in charge. Getting Han back is going to be emptying the Dune Sea of sand. But I’m not in the brig!”
“Oh, like High Command would toss you in the brig even though you worried the hell out of everyone. What about Vader?”
Luke rolled down his sleeve so he didn’t have to look at Wedge or Biggs. “He didn’t want to kill me and the Force isn’t done with me yet. I will know more by the time I have to face him again.” Though he wasn’t ready to even consider what shape that knowledge would be right now.
“And Solo’s on his way to Jabba?” Wedge leaned against the wall.
Luke nodded, grateful to move onto the rest of the list. “Chewbacca’s off to find him before the delivery, but I have a feeling we will have to face down Jabba to win Han’s freedom.”
“Jabba put the highest bounty we have ever seen on Han Solo’s head,” Biggs explained to Mara. “And we’ve got the Empire’s most wanted in this Fleet.”
“There’s no way the Rogues can help with that, Luke. The Rebellion isn’t declaring war on the Hutts, as much as they deserve it.” Wedge sneered.
“Not asking you or them to. Tatooine has to deal with Jabba or it will never be free. I will come see all of you before we leave.”
Wedge picked up the tool Biggs had used and nodded at him. “And you can take this bush pilot with you. I don’t wanna deal with him worrying if you leave him behind.”
“I’ll bring you back some starshine this time, I promise.” Biggs laughed at the rude gesture Wedge made as he left.
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