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"So I cut off my power, shut down the afterburners, and dropped in low on Deak’s tail," Luke finished, waving his arms wildly. He and Biggs were walking in the shade outside the power station. Sounds of metal being worked came from somewhere within, where Fixer had finally joined his robot assistant in performing repairs. * _/ B/ S" c! ?# [; T7 Q+ W
"I was so close to him," Luke continued excitedly, "I thought I was going to fry my instrumentation. As it was. I busted up the skyhopper pretty bad." That recollection inspired a frown.
! r7 ^; v1 ?7 p% |$ a. V* X! n "Uncle Owen was pretty upset. He grounded me for the rest of the season." Luke’s depression was brief. Memory of his feat overrode its immorality.
6 [. W4 a$ m7 |0 X% b "You should have been there, Biggs!" "You ought to take it a little easier," his friend cautioned. "You may be the hottest bush pilot this side of Mos Eisley, Luke, but those little skyhoppers can be dangerous. They move awfully fast for tropospheric craft—faster than they need to.
, |- x$ }4 H. T9 \: x' g Keep playing engine jockey with one and someday, whammo!" He slammed one fist violently into his open palm. "You’re going to be nothing more than a dark spot on the damp side of a canyon wall." "Look who’s talking," Luke retorted. "Now that you’ve been on a few big automatic starships you’re beginning to sound like my uncle. You’ve gotten soft in the cities." He swung spiritedly at Biggs, who blocked the movement easily, making a halfhearted gesture of counterattack.
1 D6 H- c: O6 f1 [ Biggs’s easygoing smugness dissolved into something warmer. "I’ve missed you, kid." Luke looked away, embarrassed. "Things haven’t exactly been the same since you left, either, Biggs. It’s been so—" Luke hunted for the right word and finally finished helplessly, "so quiet." His gaze traveled across the sandy, deserted streets of Anchorhead. "Its always been quiet, really." Biggs grew silent, thinking. He glanced around. They were along out there.
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"Luke, I don’t come back just to say good-bye, or to crow over everyone because I got through the Academy." Again he hesitate, unsure of himself. Then he blurted out rapidly, not giving himself a chance to back down, "But I want somebody to know. |