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...
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"Chewie, cut in the sublight engines." The Wookiee worked the Falcon's controls in seamless unison as the streaks of blue transformed into silvery stars.
Han assumed control of the ship while Chewbacca punched in their vector approach for the planet's surface.
The Wookiee moaned a concern.
"You said it. Better strengthen the shields. Atmosphere looks kind of rough."
Chewie transferred the power to the belly shields while asking a question.
"Good idea."
While the Wookiee's paw hovered over the anodized button gleaming on the console, Han steeled his arm. "Not yet. Lando said it would interfere with scanning."
Chewie agreed.
Han glided the freighter mere meters over the sand and rocks racing toward the twilight zone of the planet. "What's that over there?"
Chewbacca grunted and zeroed in the scanner on the reading. He trilled a reply.
"Yeah, that'll do nicely. Let's set her down over by that rocky outcropping."
As they soared over a large crater in the orange landscape, Han said, "Glad we weren't here for that meteor."
With a roar, Chewie nodded his head and adjusted the controls for the landing sequence.
Han gestured with his chin to the new controller on the console. "Activate the cloaking device."
The Wookiee pressed the square button. The scanner darkened just as the panel over the copilot's seat sparked. Blue flares snaked over the instruments. White smoke spewed out underneath, clouding the cabin.
Coughing, the duo covered their mouths with an arm.
"Shut it down. Shut it down." Han flicked a toggle to vent the cockpit.
As the pumps sucked the burnt plastic and coppery vapors out of the ship, Han wrestled with the yoke to bring the Falcon down in a narrow gulley branching out from the crater.
Before the craft touched down, Chewbacca popped the overhead panel and snipped some wires. He complained to Han with a long strong of Shyriiwook.
"Looks like this is going to take some time. See what you and the squad can do with it." Han bit his lip as Chewie pulled back a set of scorched wires. A burning in his own gut followed. "I'll head into town and see if I find that Plutt guy. He said he was looking for some more ration packets."
