The fate of the entire rebel fleet was on the shoulders of a janitor's memory of imperial architecture he used to sweep, using a plan devised by another janitor where they had to jaunt off to a planet (extremely close, luckily), to make a giant mess for a young janitor to clean up.
That janitor will turn out to be the only hope for a new jedi order.
Are we sure this isn't a comedy?
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Last edited by Harry Lime; 12-16-2017 at 12:51 PM.
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