Entry 3
Made it to Kamino today. Interesting planet to say the least. If this is a good day, I'd hate to see a bad one. Within 2 minutes I was soaked to the bone. Wet Jedi robes are bad enough, but this hair is getting to be too much. What was I thinking, I should have known better than to buy hair tonic from a Wookie named Fuzzy. Now I not only look like one, but I smell like one too. Who's idea was it to use Bantha hair for Jedi robes anyway?
I attempted to do a mental force check on Anakin. Here I am fighting for my life in the rain against the man in the iron mask, and his "mini-me" protégé. And what is my apprentice doing? He's off in a meadow somewhere playing splendor in the grass with the Senator. I don't think that is the kind of body guarding the Council had in mind. And the worst part is for some weird reason I keep hearing these annoying lyrics in my head. "The hiiiillllss are aaaaliiiive with the SOUND of muuuuussssiiiiicc…." The pain, the horrible pain, will something please stop this horrible pain.
While touring the clone factory I over heard some Kaminoans talking. It was the strangest conversation I have heard in a long time. What is a cornfield? And why in the heck would anybody want to make circles in one. Wherever this Earth place is, it must be one strange world. If only I could figure out why it is that whenever I look at these Kaminoans I get the impression they would love to probe me. And I don't think information is what they are looking for. The quicker I get out of here, the better.
After I finally managed to get away from Kamino, no thanks to bucket head and bucket head junior, I started tailing them. They may be great fighters, but I think Jango banged his head a little to hard on that door. As soon as we get away from the planet they head straight into an asteroid field. I guess he likes getting banged around. Unless I was imagining things I could have sworn that one asteroid looked like a shaak, and another one looked like a shoe. Or maybe I just spent too much time in the rain, and it's the fever talking.
It didn't' take them long to make out my tail, so of course they decided to blow up half the field in the process. They are thorough I will give them that. It's a good thing I live in a galaxy where sound travels thru the vacuum of outer space. Luckily I was able to hide on one of the larger ones in the middle of the chaos, so they would think I was blown up. Luckily the lump on Jango's head made him easy to fool, but that kid of his could be trouble in a few years. I wonder what Anakin is up to? Probably busy redefining the term bodyguard, if my guess is correct.
