Hello peoples.
Discalimer: i don't own star wars.
Yes.. I know that in this chapter I use the phrase "It couldn't be that bad." alot. Hints chapter title.
yep.
thanks.
Enjoy.
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Boba Fett sat in the cockpit of his now ancient, but still deadly and state of the art, ship. He sighed. This last bounty had been interesting and yet unsatisfying. Of course, the interesting came in as how he had almost gotten blow to bits, again. He was too old for this. Retirement slipped into his mind. No more bounties, no more almost getting killed, no more Solo.... Hey, it might not be so bad. On the other hand, dullness might drive him insane, or the realization that around every corner a thug wouldn't be pointing some deadly thing at him might jar the mind a bit.
Fett almost smiled. But it couldn't be THAT bad. Maybe he'd just... go on an extended vacation, some where in the unexplored region of the galaxy. Next week was available, he had that Bounty Hunter Inc. meeting Wednesday ... Aw who cared, it was a stupid thing anyway... something about some aliens taking over the universe. He didn't care...as long as it didn't cut into his paycheck. Not that he wasn't set for a lifetime anyway. Quite a few lives really.
He sent a message to a "friend" in a small solar system. Small? No it was puny! Only one star in the whole thing and the occupants thought they were the only life around. The "sane" ones on the blue planet anyway. As for that red one, the small rock people were famous through out the sector for their rust mines. And the smallest one was really an old 632 class A A-C unit for a space station that had gotten caught in the star's orbit. The others had their properties but the system was all in all quite sad.
Fett inwardly shrugged as he looked over some more information. It would do for now. Harmless little beings wouldn't be that bad. Anyway, he had a debt to collect.....
Marian fell on her over stuffed beanbag and stared up at the ceiling. She was starting high school in two weeks. The summer, along with her mere days of sanity, seemed to have blown to bits and scattered around in her now uneducated summer mind. She sighed and rolled over as she heard her brother's stereo blasting Star Wars music in the next room. He didn't seem too worried or depressed about it. This terrible event that was about to take place. At least her 'cult' of friends would be there to make it a bit less painfully boring.
Her bedroom door suddenly creaked open to revel the culprit behind the loud music. "Hey Marian!" He said as he plopped on her bed. He was now fifteen and had brown hair and hazel eyes. "Still worried about school?" She shook her head, short blonde hair getting in her eyes. "No, dreading is a better word." "Why? It isn't that bad." She sighed. "Ok let me spell it out for you. They-will-make-me-move-!" "Oh, well, there's always weekends." She sighed again and buried her head in the bean bag. "You never know... something interesting could happen.." "What?" She said through the beanbag.
"Well....I heard we get a new teacher." "Yippee." "Oh, come on..." "I will dread until the last single solitary moment." "Oh, well then... suit yourself." He stood and started towards the door. "Listen, I'm gonna play Rogue Squadron...I'll play you." Marian suddenly jumped up and runs out screaming, "I claim the purple controller..."
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And the ploting continues...Mwhahahahaha....
Please Reveiw!
MB
Discalimer: i don't own star wars.
Yes.. I know that in this chapter I use the phrase "It couldn't be that bad." alot. Hints chapter title.
yep.
thanks.
Enjoy.
*************************************************************************************************
Boba Fett sat in the cockpit of his now ancient, but still deadly and state of the art, ship. He sighed. This last bounty had been interesting and yet unsatisfying. Of course, the interesting came in as how he had almost gotten blow to bits, again. He was too old for this. Retirement slipped into his mind. No more bounties, no more almost getting killed, no more Solo.... Hey, it might not be so bad. On the other hand, dullness might drive him insane, or the realization that around every corner a thug wouldn't be pointing some deadly thing at him might jar the mind a bit.
Fett almost smiled. But it couldn't be THAT bad. Maybe he'd just... go on an extended vacation, some where in the unexplored region of the galaxy. Next week was available, he had that Bounty Hunter Inc. meeting Wednesday ... Aw who cared, it was a stupid thing anyway... something about some aliens taking over the universe. He didn't care...as long as it didn't cut into his paycheck. Not that he wasn't set for a lifetime anyway. Quite a few lives really.
He sent a message to a "friend" in a small solar system. Small? No it was puny! Only one star in the whole thing and the occupants thought they were the only life around. The "sane" ones on the blue planet anyway. As for that red one, the small rock people were famous through out the sector for their rust mines. And the smallest one was really an old 632 class A A-C unit for a space station that had gotten caught in the star's orbit. The others had their properties but the system was all in all quite sad.
Fett inwardly shrugged as he looked over some more information. It would do for now. Harmless little beings wouldn't be that bad. Anyway, he had a debt to collect.....
Marian fell on her over stuffed beanbag and stared up at the ceiling. She was starting high school in two weeks. The summer, along with her mere days of sanity, seemed to have blown to bits and scattered around in her now uneducated summer mind. She sighed and rolled over as she heard her brother's stereo blasting Star Wars music in the next room. He didn't seem too worried or depressed about it. This terrible event that was about to take place. At least her 'cult' of friends would be there to make it a bit less painfully boring.
Her bedroom door suddenly creaked open to revel the culprit behind the loud music. "Hey Marian!" He said as he plopped on her bed. He was now fifteen and had brown hair and hazel eyes. "Still worried about school?" She shook her head, short blonde hair getting in her eyes. "No, dreading is a better word." "Why? It isn't that bad." She sighed. "Ok let me spell it out for you. They-will-make-me-move-!" "Oh, well, there's always weekends." She sighed again and buried her head in the bean bag. "You never know... something interesting could happen.." "What?" She said through the beanbag.
"Well....I heard we get a new teacher." "Yippee." "Oh, come on..." "I will dread until the last single solitary moment." "Oh, well then... suit yourself." He stood and started towards the door. "Listen, I'm gonna play Rogue Squadron...I'll play you." Marian suddenly jumped up and runs out screaming, "I claim the purple controller..."
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And the ploting continues...Mwhahahahaha....
Please Reveiw!
MB
