Luke Skywalker, the Last Jedi, faces his toughest challenge yet. To rebuild the Jedi Order, he must give up his personal hopes and dreams. Every move is critiqued by not only the New Republic Senate but also the Force-ghost Jedi Council of the past...
❶ "The Battle of Hoth" 0.01-0.52—The Empire Strikes Back Extended ST
⊘ Silence
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Not long after Han and Chewie lifted off to procure food supplies for their mission, General Rieekan called a briefing of the High Command and the New Jedi Order in the Situation Room on Zaxyn.
As the shuttle Elenium began the short hyperspace jump to Zaxyn, Luke said over the comm from the pilot's seat, "Service uniforms today."
Naluma poked her head out of her quarters. "What will it be like?"
"Nothing to worry about. Just keep your eyes and ears open and don't speak unless questioned."
"Regular SOP. Got it, master." She sighed. Force, let me not make a fool of myself today.
Luke nodded. "You'd better get moving. ETA five minutes."
"On it." She shut the hatch and stripped off her black PT sweats. She still had to look twice when she opened her gear locker to make sure she that wasn't imaging things and that Master Luke's uniforms hadn't been switched with hers.
In less than a minute, she was sliding her boots on over the wool trousers and running a brush through her hair. With a few twists and a wooden hair slide, she was ready for duty once more.
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❶ When they arrived at the military headquarters on D'Qar, Naluma ran through the names on her datapad to match them to familiar faces. Mon Mothma, Grand Admiral Gial Ackbar, Field Marshal Jan Dodonna, General Crix Madine, General Carlist Rieekan. She recognized most of the major players from her military service and the Senate meetings, but their aides were another story. She found herself ignoring the names and concentrating on their Force-signatures. Strange that I can identify those differences so quickly but I can't seem to put names to faces as well.
Luke interrupted her thoughts. :Be at peace. It doesn't matter. We are no longer part of the military. The only hierarchy you should care about is within our order.:
