Disclaimer: No, sorry to disappoint all seven people who seem to have
read this, I still don't own Star Wars. Boba: WOOHOO! I RULE! Me: Don't
mind him, I just lent him my Boba Fett comic books. Boba: WOW! Check his
one I did here, Twin Engines of Destruction! I- Me: Yes, I know what you
did, I can quote from that book, and yes, you did actually manage to kick
major butt. Boba: I kick but times 10000! Yes!
Me: OK, lets hope he can get back from his ego trip by the time this chapter is over. By the way, every single Fett fan should have a copy of Twin Engines of Destruction. He did kick that much butt.
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Vegesa peaked one eye open. Across the room on a separate cot, her master, Adi Gallia, had fallen into a deep sleep. But looks can be deceiving. Vegesa reminded herself. Her master may appear to be soundly asleep, and yet have a protective force-veil over Vegesa, sensing her every move. They just don't trust me because I'm Say-jin. It was obvious that everyone at the temple was bias towards her because of her lineage. One wrong move tonight, and she may give them a reason to be wary of her, something, even as a five year old, she knew must be avoided.
She prodded around with her senses. As she had guessed, there was a strong force-wave clocking her bed. Carefully, she drained most of her force energy out of her body, allowing her to go undetected by her master's not- so-blind eyes.
Slipping out of the doorway, she ran smack-dab into Vegeta coming down the hall. The door closed with a *click* and they waited outside the Fett's door for the final member of the unlikely group
"You wouldn't believe the security at the palace," Vegeta hissed, checking the hallways again, just to be sure. "I mixed an entire bucket of sleeping powder into their water rations, and I still had to knock out two of them on the way here!"
Just as he finished, the door to room 201 creaked open, revealing a pile of deadly arsenal with legs, that kicked the door behind it shut, dropping the weapons and devices to reveal a smiling five year old human boy.
"I think dad has a hearing problem." He admitted, handing out the supplies, fitting himself with weaponry to make it look like an entirely alien attack. "I stubbed my toe and yelled really loudly and he still only rolled over."
Vegeta snorted and fiddled with the Chi collar, finding the activation switch and readying it. Vegesa slipped the coil of rope around her neck and under one arm, getting ready to take off. As an after thought, Vegeta looked back at Boba. "You can fly, right?"
"Uh. Not really."
The two say-jins grabbed him under his arms and took off towards their destination: Frieza's ship.
Me: OK, lets hope he can get back from his ego trip by the time this chapter is over. By the way, every single Fett fan should have a copy of Twin Engines of Destruction. He did kick that much butt.
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Vegesa peaked one eye open. Across the room on a separate cot, her master, Adi Gallia, had fallen into a deep sleep. But looks can be deceiving. Vegesa reminded herself. Her master may appear to be soundly asleep, and yet have a protective force-veil over Vegesa, sensing her every move. They just don't trust me because I'm Say-jin. It was obvious that everyone at the temple was bias towards her because of her lineage. One wrong move tonight, and she may give them a reason to be wary of her, something, even as a five year old, she knew must be avoided.
She prodded around with her senses. As she had guessed, there was a strong force-wave clocking her bed. Carefully, she drained most of her force energy out of her body, allowing her to go undetected by her master's not- so-blind eyes.
Slipping out of the doorway, she ran smack-dab into Vegeta coming down the hall. The door closed with a *click* and they waited outside the Fett's door for the final member of the unlikely group
"You wouldn't believe the security at the palace," Vegeta hissed, checking the hallways again, just to be sure. "I mixed an entire bucket of sleeping powder into their water rations, and I still had to knock out two of them on the way here!"
Just as he finished, the door to room 201 creaked open, revealing a pile of deadly arsenal with legs, that kicked the door behind it shut, dropping the weapons and devices to reveal a smiling five year old human boy.
"I think dad has a hearing problem." He admitted, handing out the supplies, fitting himself with weaponry to make it look like an entirely alien attack. "I stubbed my toe and yelled really loudly and he still only rolled over."
Vegeta snorted and fiddled with the Chi collar, finding the activation switch and readying it. Vegesa slipped the coil of rope around her neck and under one arm, getting ready to take off. As an after thought, Vegeta looked back at Boba. "You can fly, right?"
"Uh. Not really."
The two say-jins grabbed him under his arms and took off towards their destination: Frieza's ship.