Star Wars: Yodas' Journey
Before Luke, before Obi Wan, before Anikan, there was just him. He was young, fit and able with a need for adventure. With just a backpack full of belongings, he began his journey to distant lands and planets further than the eye can see. It was a wonderful ship that he was to travel in. Sleek and slim. Easy to penetrate through enemies barriers and shields. But he needed a pilot capable of flying the beauty first. Yoda ran his hand along the side of the ship feeling its smoothness and the cold metal freeze his hand. "Excuse me sir," A young lady's voice said from behind him, "May I be of any service?" Yoda turned to face her. She was very pretty. Her hair was tied back in a tight plat and her clothing was exactly the same as all of the other pilots running about. The only difference was that she was the only female. "Help me you can," He told her, "Fly my ship would you?" he asked, staring up at her. She but only nodded. No questions. No queries. No fuss. Yoda liked that. The girl returned a few minutes later with a card key, "Why can I take you.erm.I'm sorry, may I be obliged with your name sir?" She walked up the ramp and swiped the card key over the sensers, the door flew open and they both hurried inside before it snapped shut again. "Understand these contraptions, I do not," he sat himself in one of the seats, situated in the cock pit, "Yoda my name is, and called you are?" The girl sat in the pilots seat and started flicked numerous switches to eventually achieve the loud buzzing of the engine. "Rhianie at your service Mr. Yoda. Now where to?" She peered at him closely, "Keen to leave you are, take me to the jedi council you will." And with that, they were off.
Before Luke, before Obi Wan, before Anikan, there was just him. He was young, fit and able with a need for adventure. With just a backpack full of belongings, he began his journey to distant lands and planets further than the eye can see. It was a wonderful ship that he was to travel in. Sleek and slim. Easy to penetrate through enemies barriers and shields. But he needed a pilot capable of flying the beauty first. Yoda ran his hand along the side of the ship feeling its smoothness and the cold metal freeze his hand. "Excuse me sir," A young lady's voice said from behind him, "May I be of any service?" Yoda turned to face her. She was very pretty. Her hair was tied back in a tight plat and her clothing was exactly the same as all of the other pilots running about. The only difference was that she was the only female. "Help me you can," He told her, "Fly my ship would you?" he asked, staring up at her. She but only nodded. No questions. No queries. No fuss. Yoda liked that. The girl returned a few minutes later with a card key, "Why can I take you.erm.I'm sorry, may I be obliged with your name sir?" She walked up the ramp and swiped the card key over the sensers, the door flew open and they both hurried inside before it snapped shut again. "Understand these contraptions, I do not," he sat himself in one of the seats, situated in the cock pit, "Yoda my name is, and called you are?" The girl sat in the pilots seat and started flicked numerous switches to eventually achieve the loud buzzing of the engine. "Rhianie at your service Mr. Yoda. Now where to?" She peered at him closely, "Keen to leave you are, take me to the jedi council you will." And with that, they were off.