The stand off

[Halmtier]

There were hardly any clouds overhead, the wind was scarce, and the two jedi stood at the top of the grand steps of Koriban's runed temple. Both jedi had a fire in their eyes as they crouched down, sneering at one another. One dark, one light, both determined to conquer this challenge and become the sole survivor.

Keeping his eyes on his opponent, the light Jedi licked his finger and checked the wind- there was a very light breeze from the south, but not enough to be of any consequence to the outcome of this showdown. The dark jedi brushed the ground on the top step, not wanting any loose dirt to obstruct movement. There they knelt for what seemed like minutes before a loud 'BANG' was heard from bellow them at the base of the steps. On that mark they both lept up and pushed their slinkies down the great steps, seeing who's would make it farther.

The battle was on.

[Lucilius Solo]

Ja-Jawa, the only Jawa ever to be a Dark Jedi, stood looking down at the slinkie race. His pet, Nojoba the Hutt stood behind him, a collar with a chain around his neck. Ja-Jawa yanked at the chain in his hand, and Nojoba gave a roar of discomfort. Suddenly, picking up Ja-Jawa in his meaty hands, Nojoba tossed Ja-Jawa in his mouth and swallowed. A few moments later, Nojoba regurgitated Ja-Jawa out as a slinkie. Nojoba laughed a hearty laugh, and picking up Ja-Jawa's lightsaber lunged through the air and landed in the middle of the slinkie racing pit, swinging the lightsaber. Accidentaly slicing his chest, the Hutt skin slid off to reveal a Gungan standing on the shoulders of an Ewok.