Bastian shrugged. "Who knows? But something tells me this isn't a social visit." The young mandalorian suddenly felt very concious about his beskar helmet, hoping it wouldn't reflect the early morning sun right into Master Skywalker's eyes. That would certainly be an embarrassing way to get caught. Realizing this, he tried to make himself seem as small as possible while still keeping an ear out for the conversation. "Captain Solo." Adam said with a reverence that was only slightly patronizing. "Or is it General now?" "Definitely General now." said the scruffy looking nerf herder. "Now that the Rebellion has some legitimacy, they need all the help they can get." Han stepped forward and clasped Adam's forearm with a firm grip. "It's good to see you doing well. How's the babysitting?" Adam laughed. "Some days, I feel like they're teaching me more than I'm teaching them. They have a long way to go before they're ready to get involved with the galaxy, but their well on their way." Han grimaced. "I'm glad. I know Organa has been pushing to get these kids enlisted as soon as possible, but thankfully most of the senate is on your side." It was pretty common knowledge that the relationship between the galaxy's first Supreme Chancellor in decades and the new Grandmaster of the Jedi Order was strained at the best of times. Master Skywalker's first and foremost concern was to protect the kids under his charge and keep them out of the war, while Chancellor Organa knew the galaxy needed more troops. The Empire was starting to lose ground in a few key systems, but victory was, by no means, guaranteed. "In fact," General Solo said, becoming more serious. "That's partially why I'm here." With that, he reached for his pocket and pulled out a small holo-projector. "Rebel intelligence has uncovered some new developments that need your attention directly. With a flick of his thumb, the projector came to life, showing an image that was just clear enough to be legible. In it, a figure in black armor and fluttering cape had his red lightsaber raised in a perfectly executed killing stroke. "Vader." Adam said, his heart beginning to sink. Even after all this time, he still couldn't bring himself to call this man his father. "Yes, but we don't know who this is." Solo said, pointing to another figure in the picture. At first glance, Adam thought it was nothing more than Vader's shadow. But after looking far more closely, he found this shadow was moving all on it's own. In it's hand was a lightsaber in mid draw. Unlit, but even from the still picture, Adam knew the wielder was fast. What truly caught Adam off guard was the face, or rather, lack thereof. Vader's mask was harsh and war-like, but this one was smooth like glass. "How did you get this picture?" Adam asked, his eyes not leaving the holo. "There was a Bothan spy network on Danuta that managed to get this out to us before they were caught. The Imps had them displayed in the town square for all to see the same afternoon this holo was taken." Solo said grimly. ----- Bastian's eyes were glued to the holo that this *General Solo* produced. So much so that he didn't hear the hard breathed from behind him til it was far too late. "What is that sou-" Bastian started to say before he felt a massive had grab the back of his shirt and lift him into the air. The Wookie let out a growl that sounded somewhere between annoyed and amused.