Post by Xaojii on Mar 19, 2007 20:21:24 GMT -5
It rained. It rained alot.
That scrap pile of a mechanical nuisence took his Gaffi Stick and wheeled off around a corner. Xaojii wasn't the kind of Tusken to take things lightly, just because he was banished doesn't mean he still does not follow the traditions.
A little bit after he gave chase to the automaton it started to rain; which was unusual compared to his homeworld, where it didn't. The smell was so new, crisp, and refreshing that it almost made it seem as though it wasn't coming down in a torrent. But it was. Xaojii rounded a corner and another, following close enough to see the droid but far enough to not make it scurry off out of fear. He followed it for a very long time, or the rain made it seem like that. He was soaked from head to foot, following a little droid and now it had gotten him lost. The little freak ate Xaojii's only melee weapon!! Which meant that cracking the droid open to get it back would be quite a challenge. He could only wait till it went to sleep, or he caught it unaware. Where was it going? Where did he start from? Would it be easy getting back? A dozen questions swam through Xaojii's head as he stalked the droid through the streets and alleyways.
("XAOJII'S BACK?!?!" ,gasps the audience in utter wonder.")
That scrap pile of a mechanical nuisence took his Gaffi Stick and wheeled off around a corner. Xaojii wasn't the kind of Tusken to take things lightly, just because he was banished doesn't mean he still does not follow the traditions.
A little bit after he gave chase to the automaton it started to rain; which was unusual compared to his homeworld, where it didn't. The smell was so new, crisp, and refreshing that it almost made it seem as though it wasn't coming down in a torrent. But it was. Xaojii rounded a corner and another, following close enough to see the droid but far enough to not make it scurry off out of fear. He followed it for a very long time, or the rain made it seem like that. He was soaked from head to foot, following a little droid and now it had gotten him lost. The little freak ate Xaojii's only melee weapon!! Which meant that cracking the droid open to get it back would be quite a challenge. He could only wait till it went to sleep, or he caught it unaware. Where was it going? Where did he start from? Would it be easy getting back? A dozen questions swam through Xaojii's head as he stalked the droid through the streets and alleyways.
("XAOJII'S BACK?!?!" ,gasps the audience in utter wonder.")