Imperial Romance
Prologue
Disclaimer: Star Wars belongs to George Lucus, obviously not to me.
Author's Note: Ok where to begin? Well the interpretations of the characters belong to me. The character names belong to those that created them. The interpretation of Nomi is mine. The interpretation of the character usually known as Slick belongs to a guy friend of mine with a little mix in of my idea of how the character acts. Other characters used in here except for the Emperor also belong to my friends. So what I am saying is THANKS to all my friends. Ummm...oh yeah hope you enjoy and don't forget to REVIEW!!!! *Quickly jumps out of the way as someone fires a blaster at her head* OK, OK! I get the point!! Now on with the story!!!! *Everyone claps*
A young woman with wild raven black hair stands in the tall black marble hallway of the Imperial Palace tapping her foot impatiently. She lets out a soft animalistic growl as she gazes around her.
"Where is that man!! He said he would be here 15 minutes ago!" She snaps quietly to herself.
She hears some approaching footsteps echoing in the hallway making their way in her direction. She snaps her ice blue eyes quickly in the direction of the footsteps releasing another growl seeing it is just a lousy bunch of storm troopers that have just gotten off duty. She slowly begins pacing back and forth building herself up into a fine rage the little patience she normally has completely gone. The patience she lacks due to the fact that it is no Sith has patience.
"Nomi!" A clearly feminine voice calls out to the pacing young woman.
The young woman turns her head slowly in a predatory manner eyeing the approaching woman suspiciously. Realizing it is just her friend, Alia, she calls out to her, "Alia, have you seen Slick at all?"
Alia shakes her head slightly, "No, I haven't. Have you seen any tasty troopers around?"
"Aye, I have. Fine looking bunch they were too could get a good roll in the hay with a few of them before making yourself a fine meal out of them!" Nomi chuckles slightly while a small smirk forms on her crimson lips. Just like Alia to be thinking with her stomach.
"Well I better hurry and find them... don't want any competition for their attention. And Nomi?"
"What?"
"Don't chop off anything of Slick's you might want later on, OK?"
"Fine...better hurry up you don't want to loose those luscious men!"
With that said Alia seemingly melds away into the shadows of the black marble hallway in hot pursuit of her next meal.
Just as Nomi starts pacing back and forth in the hall again another voice calls out, a more masculine voice than the first one.
"Hey there, Pretty Lady!"
"SLICK!!!" Nomi storms over to him her voice quickly painting the picture of her anger, her blues eyes flashing like blue fire.
"Easy...easy now, Nomi!" Slick's hands shoot up in a half-protective half-pacifying manner in an attempt to calm his love down.
"Why I outta...."
To be continued.....
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