Here we go!
*Onboard The Vagabond, Author POV*
T-047 watches Hera as she gazes out into space watching the various fighter craft and such flying in formation, simply mesmerized. T-047 noticed this and decided to speak the girls interest.
T-047: "The fighters caught your eye Hera?"
Hera turned her head towards T but still kept an eye on the fighters
Hera: "Yeah! I like watching them from my room. I wanna fly one when I get older!"
T-047: "I bet if you asked your father he might help you."
Hera: "Really?!"
T-047: "Absolutely."
Hera beamed at T-047 and all seemed calm.. Until, the door to the bridge opened and (Y/N) entered looking disheveled and rubbing his throat.
T-047: "What happened?"
(Y/N): "Well first off, the war is over. The Confederacy is in ruin and the Republic has been taken over by our mutual friend."
T-047: "But we've only been gone for-"
(Y/N): "It's been WEEKS T! WEEKS! And now we're all that's left. We are the final vestige of The Confederacy."
T-047: "I-I can't believe this."
(Y/N) sighed
(Y/N): "It doesn't matter now I suppose. I have reason to believe they were attempting to track our position. However they didn't have enough time to pin point our exact location."
T-047: "What do you suggest sir?"
(Y/N) paused for a second before speaking
(Y/N): "Prepare my ship and send some transports with me."
T-047 nodded and walked out to prepare the transports leaving (Y/N) and Hera alone.
Hera: "Is everything OK dad?"
(Y/N): "As of this very moment yes child. Everything is fine."
Hera: "OK!"
Hera shuffled her feet and started to twiddle her thumbs. (Y/N) noticed
(Y/N): "Is something bothering you?"
Hera: "I was wondering if..."
(Y/N): "Go on."
Hera: "If you could teach me how to pilot a starfighter?"
She looked at him with a sheepish smile. (Y/N)'s eyed widened slightly before changing back to a stoic expression.
(Y/N): "Hmm. Hera how old are you?"
Hera: "10 years old!"
(Hera was born in 29 BBY and the Clone Wars ended in 19 BBY)
(Y/N): "...Come with me."
Hera: "Yay!"
(Y/N) turned on his heel and marched out of the door with Hera close behind him..
*HANGAR BAY, THE VAGABOND*
T-047 was finishing her final checks on (Y/N)'s transport when he and Hera came into the Hangar.
(Y/N): "T dismiss the pilots. I will be commandeering my shuttle."
T-047: "Would you like my assistance sir?"
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