"Lucas, George - The Adventures Of The Starkiller - 2nd draft" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lucas George)

melting. Artoo Detoo, this is
all your fault...I should have
known better than to listen to
a half-pint thermo-astronic
capulary dehousing - assister.
You're truly faulty.

Artoo counters with a rather angry rebuttal as he struggles
to pull the larger robot free from the small leg space under
the computer console. Two MEN hurriedly enter the power
station and begin checking the damage. The robots can only
see the humans' legs as they pass to and fro in front of
the desk-like console; but they recognize the voice of their
captain: DEAK STARKILLER.

THREEPIO (CONT'D)
Shhh, it's the captain...

The captain's FIRST OFFICER pops his head under the console
and sees Artoo straining to free Threepio. The little robot
stops.

OFFICER
Well, Hello! Are you boys all
right?

THREEPIO
Yes sir, I'll be out in a minute.
No damage that I can tell. Sorry
to be of trouble, sir...

OFFICER
As you were.

Artoo goes back to his pulling and pushing as the officer
again becomes a pair of legs, and is joined by the sturdier
legs of Captain Starkiller.

OFFICER (CONT'D)
There's a C-3 unit jammed under
the console, but no damage, sir.

Artoo uses one of his claw arms to cut away a small metal
beam bent around Threepio's shoulder.

DEAK
The solar activators are burned
out. The shields are down.
They'll be boarding in no time.
There is a Sith knight among