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"I think it will be best if you start at the beginning."
"First, there was the force...Hey! Don't slap me, Master!"
"So there we were, dueling off of broken ramparts and falling debris, narrowly avoiding the clashes of lava beneath us, when I decided to do an amazing move that was sooo unexpected.”
“Anakin, you copied my exact move I did on Maul when I was 25.”
”Well, how was I supposed to know that you would anticipate my attack??”
”You were in the air for like five seconds! What was I supposed to do, wait for you to finish your gymnastics routine so you could kill me?!”
”I would have done that for you!”
“You are so full of it, Anakin.”
”Are we ignoring that part where you Fell, Skywalker?”
”Oh, Force. Keep up, Master Mundi, I already said I was sorry. But that still doesn’t give you the excuse to fucking rob me, Obi-Wan!”
“You had to say that I was dead, and by my hand at that?”
”Excuse you, I distinctly said that Darth Vader killed Anakin Skywalker.”
”That’s just a complex way of suicide! If he even looked me up on the HoloNet, he would know that a Sith couldn’t take me down like that.”
”I’m sorry, who was the one that thought I had died from a simple sniper shot?”
“Oh, we are not done talking about that. Ahsoka had to hold your dead body in her arms, clutching you!”
”My pulse wasn’t even gone yet!”
”Yes it was, she felt it herself.”
“You really need to have a talk with your padawan if she thinks the heart is located in my lower torso…”
“And staying on Tatooine?”
”Oh that was just petty revenge.”
”You smug son of a-!”
”You were like 90 years old on the Death Star.”
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did my decrepit face put you on edge?”
”No, but that useless turn in the middle of our fight did. Half of your joints died in that spin, didn’t they, Obi-Wan.”
”I’ve never wanted to kill you as much as I do right now.”
“And then, I threw him down a reactor shaft and that was the end of that.”
”Until he came back, of course.”
”Drop dead.”
”Not so easy to kill a Sith now, is it?”
”Well, Dooku…”
”Doesn’t count.”
”How could that not count, it was a completely fair fight?”
”The man had no hands, Anakin!”
”Oh, right. Like I want to fight a fully handed Count Dooku. Do you know how stupid you sound right now, Obi-Wan.”
”>:(“
“…This is a verbal conversation, how did you even say that?
“You know, if you looked past the tears and the dead bodies and the fires around the Temple, it was actually kind of hauntingly beautiful.”
”The fuck?”
”Now, Master Yoda, there’s no need for profanity.”
“Oh yeah, Master. How did you learn to disappear like that?”
”I was taught of course. We as a jedi, are constantly learning of our place in the galaxy and the Force.
”In fact, my teacher might just be here. Master, if you’re here, you can reveal yourself.
”Everybody, this is -stop screaming- this is my late Master -I said stop screaming- Qui-Gon Jinn.”
”Leia is an exact copy of Padmé! It’s so obvious!”
”The mask is hard to see through, okay??”
”You threw him out the window, how is that a fair fight?”
“He was yelling at me!”
“I WONDER WHY!”
“Master Koth, wake up, we’re not done yet.”
”I’ve been listening to your story of a time you thought you saw Kenobi on a goddamn rock, I deserve a break.”
“We’ve been here for hours, just answer me this. Why are you back, how are you back?”
The pair gave Kit a blinding smile that would rival his on a good day.
“Time travel, of course. That being said, have you ever tried Bantha meat…?”