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Vader made most of the naval officers he encountered uncomfortable. To them, he was a towering dark figure outside their chain of command who had emerged from nowhere and possessed powers they did not understand.
A memory stabbed him, as sharp as a blade. He'd floated alone in an escape pod over Ryloth once, spinning high over its surface, after crashing a cruiser into a droid control ship. Another name bobbed up and broke the surface of the sea of memory. Ahsoka. He'd called her "Snips" sometimes. He pushed the errant recollection aside and focused on his task.
Fire surrounded them. Fire. Mustafar. Obi-Wan. He used his ever-present anger to burn away the memories, but the charred husks of the past clung to the forefront of his consciousness. Padmé.
Alert your flight teams," he said to Luitt. "Be ready to scramble your V-wings." "What? Why?" Luitt asked, looking from Vader to the Emperor. "The shields are still up." "Likely not for much longer," Vader said. "Do as Lord Vader commands," said the Emperor, putting just enough power in his tone to quail everyone on the bridge.
I am a murderer. I simply have not yet murdered. But I will, given time. The good in me is draining away into the dark hole in my center.
My soul is broken. I am broken.
I am my father's son.
The past is a ghost that haunts us. Ghosts must banished. Lingering on the past is weakness, Lord Vader.
Underlings should always be uncomfortable in the presence of their superiors," said the Emperor. "Don't you agree?
Losing something she loved had ripped her open in a way she had not expected. The pain hurt, but the pain was right. The Order had wrought a galaxy in which good capitulated to evil, where human feelings - Aryn's feelings - were crushed under the weight of Jedi nonattachment.
Be true to yourself"
- Ven Zallow
the scarred face of a clone, the features an echo of so many faces from Vader's past. Rex. Cody. Fives. Echo. The roster of names moved through Vader's mind, each of them a trigger for a memory, each of them a ghost from his past.
An apprentice was unquestioningly loyal until the moment he wasn't. Both Master and apprentice knew this.
The armor separated him from the galaxy, from everyone, made him singular, freed him from the needs of the flesh, the concerns of the body that once had plagued him, and allowed him to focus solely on his relationship to the Force.
