The Scarecrow shuddered as it entered the humid atmosphere of Dagobah. Lousro and Ao were at the ramp waiting for the touchdown as T8-T3 piloted the ship.
Pressing the button for the comm Ao called out to T8-T3, “everything okay up there, Tate?”
Rapid beeps and whistles answered in a flustered manner as Lousro was forced to the floor by the ship lurching upward. The landing zone he had chosen from orbit was too unstable to safely land the ship, so T8-T3 had aborted the landing. Continue reading