Gold Leader Given More Screen Time

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

It is a time of immense despair for the Resistance,

but also one of renewed hope. As they continue to

battle and evade the First Order, who seek to wipe

them out once and for all, their desperate pleas

for help so far go unanswered...

Wedge Antilles hurriedly, yet cautiously, enters the remote gambling den. Scanning the dimly lit room of ruffians and scoundrels, he spies his target playing sabacc.
    “Lando Calrissian. I've been searching the entire galaxy for you. Speaking of which, you're no longer welcomed at The Outlander Club or Canto Bight.”
    “Didn't want to be found, Wedge. What's the amount of the bounty that I have to pay off this time?” Lando sedately asks, concentrating on his cards. Tossing chips into the center of the table, he nimbly raises the bet.
    “You heard about the distress call from Leia and the Resistance?” Wedge replies, stress evident in his voice as he warily eyeballs the other shady patrons.
    The former General offers no reply, maintaining attention on his anxious opponent as they contemplate either matching the wager or conceding.
    “Well, what are we going to do about it?” Wedge further inquires, visibly frustrated. “Hear that Nien Nunb is with them.”
    His opponent having confidently pushed all their chips into the pot, Lando lays down a winning pure sabacc. He looks over at Wedge.
    “Let's buckle up, baby!”

[CUE STAR WARS THEME!!!]

 

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