This is pt 11 to Caching up with the storm. This chapter is a flash forward in time to Mot and Rek's later years.
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Rek: Mot? Is that you?
Mot: Who want's to know?..
Rek: Mot, it's me Rek. So is this what you do with your time now, you drink all day?
Mot: What's it matter to you what I do all day?
Rek: Look I know your still upset about what happened to the kid and all but it was a long time ago and you need to get over it.
Mot: I have gotten over it, I just needed to get away from you in order to do so.
Rek: Alright, I get the message I'll go but before I do I just wanna say I heard about the mission your gonna go on. That downed Rebel fighter? Look, I've seen a lot of Imperials near by so just keep an eye out. Okay? Bye Mot.
Mot: I'll be fine...
Mot: Okay stay here while I go and check on the pilot.
Rebel: You got it sir.
Mot: Negative. He's dead. Alright come on let's get out of here before the Imp's show up.
Rebel: Uh, sir I'm afraid it's two late. The "Imp's" are already here!
Mot: Let me in! Let me in! Let me in!
Rebels: Sir there's a bump coming up! Hold on to something!
Rebel: Here it comes!
Storm Trooper: On your feet Rebel scum.
Storm Trooper: Put your hands up.
Storm trooper: That's not good...
Storm Trooper: No...
Mot: Yikes, well good riddance.
Mot: Woah woah hey I didn't mean it!
Cliff: General Mot's in there, isn't he?
Cliff: well looks like we have to go get him! Man I'm never gonna let him live this down!
Cliff: Alright pull along side I'm gonna cut inside!
Rebel: Got it!
Cliff: This odda do the trick.
Cliff: Hi sir. I'm here to get you out of here.
Mot: Oh really? Well you just killed the pilot...
Cliff: No problem I got this.
Cliff: I think?..
Mot: What are you doing your heading right for that.. Well.. Cliff! Look out!
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