"That," says Gordon, "is Darth Vader. Pretty much the Emperor's right-hand man and more cybernetically enhanced and upgraded than Elites or Overwatch. Still got his own brain, though."

Somewhere else on the ship, a young woman is busy inputting something not quite seen into R2D2's banks as the golden droid frets and fusses. That doesn't last long, though. There's Security to round up and lift off their feet by their necks.