JAXA:
We'll never let you get away
with this, Gunray!
NUTE GUNRAY:
Ho ho ho! Foolish children!
There is nothing you can do
to stop me!
CADMUS:
That's what you think! Youth
Troopers, let's show him what
we're made of! Order!
RAND:
Strength!
JAXA:
Harmony!
BINNS:
Intelligence!
MEEKO:
Courage!
The YOUTH TROOPERS activate their power bracelets, and their multicolored light combines to form a luminous figure...
BAASTIAN CAIN:
By your powers combined, I
am...
BAASTIAN ignites his lightsaber.
BAASTIAN CAIN:
Captain Empire!!!
Baastian Cain had started reading the script with his chin resting on his thumb and forefinger, propped up on his desk by his elbow, with an attitude of reserved interest. By the second act, he'd shifted his index finger to massage his temple in an attempt to ward off an oncoming headache. By the halfway mark, his face had sunk halfway into his palm, as if trying to hide from the awfulness. Now he was scrolling through the climax as quickly as possible so he could inform Lieutenant Heward that yes, he had read the pilot for that new youth holoseries she was so excited about, and no, he didn't think he'd be able to make it into a sound studio later this week for a reading.
He was beginning to despair of even making it that far when he heard Khoovi's small, carefully articulated voice from his office's open door. He quickly sat himself up straight in his seat, fumbling the datapad on his desk with a clatter, and swept it into a pile of loose flimsis.
"Oh! Yes. Of course, Cadet." He motioned to the empty seat on the other side of his desk and meshed his gloved fingers together. The Coruscant skyline shimmered in the window behind him. "What's on your mind?"
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