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- Carved stumps were arranged in a circle around the fire. Vader and Deez and the Emperor were seated on them. The rest of the villagers milled around, talking and smiling; one couple even danced. Others sat on the stumps and chatted with one another. Drua's grandfather sat near Vader and the Emperor. Before Drua sat, the Emperor said to her, "Drua, perhaps you could bring Irluuk the broken communications unit you spoke of. He has skill in that regard."
- Vader looked a question at his Master.
- "Indulge me," the Emperor said to him. "Drua, can you get it?"
- "Of course," Drua said, and sped off. She returned quickly, bringing Vader a small, decades-old communicator and a box of hand tools, the kind of equipment Vader had used as a boy, when he'd made things of metal, rather than being encased in it. He opened the box and took a tool in hand, finding that it felt as right as the hilt of his lightsaber. He quickly disassembled the communicator and set to work fixing it. He saw the problem right away. He'd have it operational quickly. Drua watched in wide-eyed wonder.
- His Master leaned over and said, "I see you've retained the skills of your youth."
- "But nothing else from that time," Vader said.
- "We will see," the Emperor replied.
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