Yub, Yub, Commander!

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"His name is Kettch, and he's an Ewok."

"No."

"Oh, yes. Determined to fight. You should hear him say, 'Yub, yub.' He makes it a battle cry."

"Wes, assuming he could be educated up to Alliance fighter-pilot standards, an Ewok couldn't even reach an X-wing's controls."

"He wears arm and leg extensions, prosthetics built for him by a sympathetic medical droid. And he's anxious to go, Commander."

"Please tell me you're kidding."

"Of course I'm kidding. Pilot-candidate number one is a Human female from Tatooine, Falynn Sandskimmer."

"I'm going to get you, Janson."

"Yub, yub, Commander."


Lieutenant Kettch, this post is for you. You rock. Hard. Rock hard.

-Raises his mug of Corellian ale high-

To Lt. Kettch!

TO THE LIEUTENANT!!!!!!!!!!! (that I don't know)

"To lt Kettch! I loved him... ...Who was he again?"

"Ohyea, you and me have a game of Sabacc to get to..."