[ Maybe they knew someone was on their tail. Maybe they had been intending to get rid of them some other way. Or maybe they hadn't been aware of an additional threat at all, their attention split between their more aggressive pursuers, whatever incredible stunts they were trying to pull off, or trying to keep their precious cargo safe.
Whatever the case, there's the sound of decisive blaster fire behind them, a cry and a thump of a body hitting the floor. When they turn around, Rex is right there, looking for the world like an exasperated housewife who found her precious errands day rudely interrupted. BB-8 may be an incredible droid but he can't fly, which means he's clipped on Rex's side in a harness made specifically for this reason, one arm is entirely occupied by bags, and his last remaining hand holding a recently-fired blaster. ]
We couldn't go one day without incident? [ He complains, as though he doesn't grow bored when things are actually peaceful for a few days at a time. ]
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Whatever the case, there's the sound of decisive blaster fire behind them, a cry and a thump of a body hitting the floor. When they turn around, Rex is right there, looking for the world like an exasperated housewife who found her precious errands day rudely interrupted. BB-8 may be an incredible droid but he can't fly, which means he's clipped on Rex's side in a harness made specifically for this reason, one arm is entirely occupied by bags, and his last remaining hand holding a recently-fired blaster. ]
We couldn't go one day without incident? [ He complains, as though he doesn't grow bored when things are actually peaceful for a few days at a time. ]
Right. So. Who'd I just shoot?