"I know you may still be feeling ill, but do you mind telling me your name?" Gaxiee detected a rude tone in his voice. "I am Rane Koth."
What a disgusting name, she thought.
"Gaxiee, that is my name," she replied, still a bit shaky.
"Gaxiee, that sounds like a Jedi's name," Koth said.
"I hate jedi," she said. "they're so domineering, they're too serious. I cannot believe that they were sent here to help us."
"I was a jedi," he smiled.
Gaxiee seemed embarrased by the awkward moment.
"A jedi? How was it like? Who did you kill?" she replied, gaining her strenth back.
"So you are now interested in the force? I see," he said.
"What's the force?" she questioned.
"You know not of the force?" asked Koth. "I sound like Master Yoda."
"Yoda? hmm..." this sounds familiar, she said to herself.
"Enough questions; the force is all of the energy that surrounds us. It is not positive, nor is it negative. It is all of what /b," Koth explained.
"Oh, I understand. And also who--or, what we worship," she said.
"Yes, that is why we say 'May the force be with you;' We wish others luck and to be in control of the force," He proceeded.
"Now that I know, I wish to know more of Jedi Master Yoda," she stated.
"Yoda is just one of many famous jedi, there is also Qui Gon Jinn, a good friend of mine is Obi Wan Kenobi, Mace Windu strong and powerful, Saesee Tiin was another," he went on.
Koth explained to Gaxiee about the rules of a jedi. He explained the levels of training (Padawan, Knight, and Master) until she was convinced she had, indeed, developed a liking towards the Jedi Knight Concept.
The night was dark, a lunar eclipse layed upon Tatooine's two precious moons. All was calm.
But the next thing Gaxiee knew, she was encountering Darth Vader. She could hear his breathe from accross the room. She turned arount to his face, and pulled her glowing green lightsaber out. Before she could attempt to slice his head as she had planned before, Lord Vader came in and shredded her arm in two. She cried "It is too soon. I am not ready." She could see Vader about to swing his arm violently, his unmerciful body ready to kill her. She screamed, just as she woke up. All was a dream. She couldn't sleep the rest of the night.
It seemed to take a long time, but the next day had come. She'd been there for a week now.
"Are you feeling better?" Koth asked one morning.
What a disgusting name, she thought.
"Gaxiee, that is my name," she replied, still a bit shaky.
"Gaxiee, that sounds like a Jedi's name," Koth said.
"I hate jedi," she said. "they're so domineering, they're too serious. I cannot believe that they were sent here to help us."
"I was a jedi," he smiled.
Gaxiee seemed embarrased by the awkward moment.
"A jedi? How was it like? Who did you kill?" she replied, gaining her strenth back.
"So you are now interested in the force? I see," he said.
"What's the force?" she questioned.
"You know not of the force?" asked Koth. "I sound like Master Yoda."
"Yoda? hmm..." this sounds familiar, she said to herself.
"Enough questions; the force is all of the energy that surrounds us. It is not positive, nor is it negative. It is all of what /b," Koth explained.
"Oh, I understand. And also who--or, what we worship," she said.
"Yes, that is why we say 'May the force be with you;' We wish others luck and to be in control of the force," He proceeded.
"Now that I know, I wish to know more of Jedi Master Yoda," she stated.
"Yoda is just one of many famous jedi, there is also Qui Gon Jinn, a good friend of mine is Obi Wan Kenobi, Mace Windu strong and powerful, Saesee Tiin was another," he went on.
Koth explained to Gaxiee about the rules of a jedi. He explained the levels of training (Padawan, Knight, and Master) until she was convinced she had, indeed, developed a liking towards the Jedi Knight Concept.
The night was dark, a lunar eclipse layed upon Tatooine's two precious moons. All was calm.
But the next thing Gaxiee knew, she was encountering Darth Vader. She could hear his breathe from accross the room. She turned arount to his face, and pulled her glowing green lightsaber out. Before she could attempt to slice his head as she had planned before, Lord Vader came in and shredded her arm in two. She cried "It is too soon. I am not ready." She could see Vader about to swing his arm violently, his unmerciful body ready to kill her. She screamed, just as she woke up. All was a dream. She couldn't sleep the rest of the night.
It seemed to take a long time, but the next day had come. She'd been there for a week now.
"Are you feeling better?" Koth asked one morning.