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Vader was not impressed by the hangar.

Outwardly, he was unmoved, and inwardly he was floored, but he would not ever admit to being impressed by the rows of ships, many of which he'd never seen before. He walked down each row as impassively as though this were any normal Imperial muster, only pausing to examine something that caught his eye if he felt like he was free from the gaze of spies.

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Kyle took his hand of his lightsaber while he kept his eyes locked on Vader. He was impressed that Dean had stood down as well, but he wasn't so sure Vader still wouldn't try something. "I wouldn't let you, and you know that. So stop with the threats. I won't tolerate it."

"I do not recall asking for your permission to do anything," Vader shot back, nastily. "It has been a very long time since I took orders from a Jedi...or anyone." He lowered with fist with a sharp, fast movement.

"I am human as you are," Vader snapped at Dean, "not some form of droid."

Dean just folded his arms in front of him, and scoffed back, "Man, yeah right, you sound real human with the wheezing chest box there, R2. Was talking about angels, but not like you guys would know them anyway."

Kyle's eyes narrowed. "When it comes to harassing members of Rogue Squadron then yes, you do. Now unless you'd prefer dealing with the whole squadron I'd suggest you back off, and stop picking fights."

If Vader forced him to Kyle wouldn't hesitate to undo some of the repair work Arha had done on the crispyman's lungs.

"What would you know of angels?" Vader sneered, putting his hand back on his lightsaber. "I have been as close to angels as any in my universe, and I doubt you would be so privileged."

He shifted his ire to Kyle, hardly moving from a tense, battle-ready stance, "I do not fear the Jedi, nor the handful of criminals and lunatics that call themselves any part of the Rebel Alliance. Challenge me somewhere we can settle this forever, if you are able to."

Dean scoffed again, and added, "Yeah my luck as being 'chosen' and I know a lot more than you, Wheezy. Most are douchebags with only a few exceptions."

He then glanced over at Kyle, "Is he for real? Didn't he get the memo the universe got cancelled?"

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"Not happening. I promised Luke I would avoid starting anything with you if I could help it, and I'm sticking to that." With that he turned back to Dean. "He did, he just doesn't care. Doesn't change his desire to dominate what's left. It's a Sith thing. Inflexible thinking."

"All talk," Vader said, "you could not dream of what being a Sith has granted me, Katarn. I look forward to the day you no longer fear death and are willing to face me on the field of battle. I will be waiting for you."

He fixed Dean with a poisonous look. "As for you...I will see you reduced to a stain on the floor as you so clearly deserve."

"Yeah good luck with that. You'll have to take a number," Dean snorted again. He wasn't sure if he would get resurrected yet again by something now the Ohm iced his world. But... considering recent developments... he's not ruling it out all together.

"And damn, and they call us stubborn."

"You mean misery, and terrible skin? No thanks I'll pass. If ruling the galaxy means I have to give up my looks well, I'd rather be vain." He threw a smirk at Vader. "And I'm not scared of you. I just have the sense to save my energy for fighting the Ohm instead. Something you should think about doing."

"Once all the Ohm dead I would be more than happy to eliminate the undesirables from within these ranks," Vader snarled. "It would not be the first time I have initiated a purge that burned out all the unfit from the face of the Galaxy."

Dean frowned at that, right, mass murderer dude. Taken out whole civilizations.

He snarked right back with a scowl, "Yeah, heard about how manly you were taking out all those kids. They must have really put up a fight just standing there looking all cute. And that planet. Total self defense because they looked like they were ready to go off."

"You have to get rid of the Ohm first, and you're not going to be able to do that alone. So unless you feel like being bug food, you should make a better effort to not get into scuffles with the rest of the crew." Kyle was starting to question if they'd ever be able to make Vader anything, but a liability. Having to deal with Dean as well at the moment certainly wasn't helping. Everything he'd said was true of course, but it wasn't achieving Kyle's goal of getting Vader to go away peacefully.

"I will gladly make the attempt to be civil if this young idiot does not speak of things he knows nothing about!" Vader roared, calling his lightsaber to his hand and igniting it. "You cannot fathom the depths of your ignorance and I should beat the knowledge of my sacrifices into you."

Dean snorted, his arms folded in front of him, "Dude, come back when you did some real sacrificing. You're just another thing to be hunted."

He glanced at Kyle, "Wheezy's being a total waste of space, and I need a drink." He turned to leave.

"He's right. Now I'm leaving with him. So you can just go about your day, because I'd rather have a beer than deal with you." Kyle turned to leave as well. It was probably stupid, but he trusted his reflexes enough to get him out of harms way of Vader did attack. "Oh, and leave his car alone!"

"Let's go get that drink."

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