Star Wars: From a Certain Point of View (From a Certain Point of View #1)

by Elizabeth Schaefer

In his final moment, he hoped.

But damn it, he’d reminded her that there was a person inside the plastoid armor. And more important, he’d reminded himself.

a Jawa named Jot

Best story so far.

We were safe now, and could keep playing. Which is really all we ever wanted to do. Play, and don’t stop. Not for nothing.

and loaded up these E-11s you’ve given us, which require one to aim as far as possible away from what one’s shooting at in order to have half a chance of hitting it.

Show a man a blaster, and he looked for a way to take it for himself and turn it on you. Tell a man he can fight in court, and nine times out of ten he’ll disappear just to avoid the tediousness.

neutrois

Ah, interesting. A term for those of non-binary gender!

I might add that the planet Alderaan was selected, targeted, and destroyed, all without the aid of Lord Vader’s precious Force—thanks entirely to the competence, diligence, and efficiency of the Death Star operations team. I have no further comment on the matter.

Aphra

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Most people needed order. Better the Empire when the alternative was that. Weak people died in their billions in that alternative.

proton torpedo

Note: *not* photon torpedo. That would be silly.

As Lando watched the Death Star explode, he considered the one rule of confidence men, tricksters, gamblers, and scam artists the galaxy over: If you can’t see the angle, it means you’re the one being played. You are, in fact, the sucker. Lando sat, and thought, and drank drinks he had no money to pay for, and wondered what he was missing.