Thanks to CrystalKenobi for reviewing Chap. 1. I am hoping to receive More reviews soon please.
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Obi followed his Master into the Cantina. The music blared and errie lights glowed. Obi didn't like these dirty stinky places, but then again neither did Qui-Gon. They were here on mission from Master Yoda. There had been some strange sightings here. And these sightings were strange for a Cantina!
As they wandered through Obi felt the strangest disturbance in the force he had ever even thought possible. he felt light headed and sick to his stomach. and yet, he felt better then he ever had before. He also felt an awesome wave of emotions rush over him. It seemed to him that Qui-gon felt this as well.
Suddenly A massive brawl seemed to materialize in a far corner. Then as soon as it had started it ended. No, there were still female warriors glaring at each other, standing on opposite tables.
One wore a dark deep Blue green hooded cloak. Her hood was down, her long black flowed down her back. A single braid hung down on the side of her face. Her face appeared young and beautiful. her eyes were green-silver. Her lips: the purist red. Her skin: the fairest white. Her eyes were green-silver. Her lips: the purist red. Her skin: the fairest white. She held a gray, long, slender staff pointing at the other.
The other seemed to have been identical to the first except for how she dressed herself. Her cloak was black with gold and red detailing. She had her hood up, but her hair seemed exquisitely braided. She wore thick makeup. Large and over orient necklaces, bracelets, ear rings, rings, and other such jewelry hung from her. Her blade was most exotic.
The first spoke harshly through clenched teeth, "You dishonor The Flendrail, Kelerochetda! I shalt liken thee to a sith."
"Ehhrereh," Growled Kelerochetda, "Sith are with out art or culture. Without passion and love. I have come to save the galaxy from there blandness. And own lack of feeling. Do not get in my way, Telmarie."
"Other choice I have not," Telmarie stood firm. Her staff ready in hand.
"Then die!" Kelerochetda shot a flame blast from her sword. A hole opened up in Telmarie's midsection letting the blast pass through.
This was just the start of this strange battle...
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