Mar. 1st, 2020

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 Well... this was definitely not the Devastator .  Vader looks around, he was just stepping off the turbolift... now he's on a street in the middle of a very not the Empire sort of place.  What's did the guy in the funny outfit call it... the Nexus?   Sounds made up to him.

"Weird." 

He sips his latte.  All things considered, he should be freaking out a little bit here. But this was that level of extreme weirdness that went past <i>'I should probably be worried about this'</i> and right onto <i>'I have no clue what is going on and my brain needs a minute to catch up'</i>.   He's seen some grade A strange stuff in his life... it could be the Force messing with him (it does that sometimes).  Or an obnoxiously overpowered telepath messing with him (they've done that sometimes), or it could actually be an interdimensional hiccup... kriff, maybe something went bad on Taco Tuesday.  Silly outfit guy was probably right though and it's the dimensions thing.

As he wanders he's struck by just how chill everything is.  Vader is used to one of three basic reactions people tend to have around him. Run and scream in terror.  Grovel and try to kiss  his ass.  Or do some stupid hero thing.  But none of those is happening and he's not sure if he's okay with it or hates it.  Still, he has far more important things that he needs to focus on than the appropriate level of fear he should be inspiring . 

"Does anyone know where I can get a good cup of coffee?"

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