Damian Starchaser.

|| Does anyone else remember that Maul was in Solo: A Star Wars Story?! I forgot and it makes me love it more.

|| So I have an ingrown hair on my side and I have to put on a Kevlar vest for work, man dat shit hurts when I put it on. My morning’s going great!

Only thick girls can sit in his lap.

Is a Leia Organa simp right here. Oh yes.

“Master... I encountered a rebel ship hours after our meeting. There is nothing left.”

Holy kriff. Anakin done set her off.

Three ways are fun. He hasn’t had one in a while.

|| Looks like I’ll be busy this afternoon. My radar alerted me to a 10 percent chance of tornadoes for my area. Gonna be doing some chasing.

After jumping out of hyperspace, he slowly began to approach the rebel ship upon his scanners. They had no idea what to expect. “Attention rebel vessel. This is commander Starchaser. Prepare to be boarded.”

“Good soldiers follow orders.”

“As you wish. The rebel fleet will be dealt with.” With a nod of his head, he would exit the room in order to complete the task at hand.

Jealous of his belly button? Hm. Never saw that coming.

“Yes, my master. Though I have only worked with them a few times... I feel that I know them well enough to know their next move.”

“A test? I will do what I must.”

At least they’re not clankers.

Standing to his feet, a more sincere look takes hold of the force weirder. “Teach me... /everything/.”

The best of the best..... besides darth Maul, of course.

Does he have to bow...? Degrading. Especially for him. But he’ll do it. Eyes narrowing in remembrance of the temple attack, he would proceed to bow before the dark lord. “I will surrender to your teachings... lord Vader.”

He has learned all there is by himself. It is time to spread his wings.

Right, right. As a wise master once said, there is no try. He has used the dark side of the force before... he is accustomed to it by now.