[written in 2012, “Meanwhile, on Coruscant” is a collection of short vingettes that take place on Coruscant during the timeline of the Star Wars movies, and beyond. They do not hold to existing Star Wars canon past the first trilogy, but I found it a very interesting exercise to explore things from the perspective of the common man. This is Part Three.]
4 ABY
The employment line was out the door again. Dana wanted to turn around and head back home, but she’d already arranged for the girls to be watched by their neighbor for the day and they needed the money. As she settled in at the end of the line she leaned against the brick facade of the building and let the gossip flow around her.
“Didn’t you hear? The Emperor is dead.”
“No, no. No way! Iz impozzible! Zere waz none announcement.”
“Yeah, ’cause that’s something they’ll be telling us right away. ‘Oh yes, the symbol of our Imperial might, Emperor Decrepit-ness himself was killed by the Rebels! Everyone go about your business!'”
“Well, zey would not be zaying it like zat. But ztill, it iz true? He iz dead?”
“Overnight. The Empire was rebuilding the Death Star – the space station that was supposed to bring peace in our time, remember?”
“How could I forget zis? Not zo peazeful for Alderaan I am thinking. But go on.”
“Yeah, same old bullshit, right? Something so terrible that no one will dare rebel anymore, blah blah blah, but they still are rebelling, and they damn well blew the fuckin’ thing – sorry, my language -”
“It’z okay.”
“- blew it sky high. Or whatever they call it in space. Endor system, I think that’s where they were constructing it.”
