TPM: Go with him, you never know what you might find on this new planet..
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Sand. It is everywhere. You can see a distant town, but it may just be your eye playing tricks on you. After nearly an hour of walking, you are entering the outskirts of a desert city. It looks so dirty and uncivilized. Qui-Gon asks a passerby for directions to a junk shop. The answer is in huttese. It takes a couple of tries, but soon you are pointed to a sand colored building a block away. Upon you entrance,you immediately feel the relief of the shade. As your eyes adjust, you notice a sandy-haired boy sitting on the counter, working with a rag. As he glances up, he yells something unintelligible into the back room. A little paunchy blue being with an unusual nose, flutters in on tiny wings. Qui-Gon explains the problem and the dirty life form motions for him to follow,while flitting back out into the sun. | Sand. It is everywhere. You can see a distant town, but it may just be your eye playing tricks on you. After nearly an hour of walking, you are entering the outskirts of a desert city. It looks so dirty and uncivilized. Qui-Gon asks a passerby for directions to a junk shop. The answer is in huttese. It takes a couple of tries, but soon you are pointed to a sand colored building a block away. Upon you entrance,you immediately feel the relief of the shade. As your eyes adjust, you notice a sandy-haired boy sitting on the counter, working with a rag. As he glances up, he yells something unintelligible into the back room. A little paunchy blue being with an unusual nose, flutters in on tiny wings. Qui-Gon explains the problem and the dirty life form motions for him to follow,while flitting back out into the sun. | ||
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Revision as of 03:41, 25 March 2021
Sand. It is everywhere. You can see a distant town, but it may just be your eye playing tricks on you. After nearly an hour of walking, you are entering the outskirts of a desert city. It looks so dirty and uncivilized. Qui-Gon asks a passerby for directions to a junk shop. The answer is in huttese. It takes a couple of tries, but soon you are pointed to a sand colored building a block away. Upon you entrance,you immediately feel the relief of the shade. As your eyes adjust, you notice a sandy-haired boy sitting on the counter, working with a rag. As he glances up, he yells something unintelligible into the back room. A little paunchy blue being with an unusual nose, flutters in on tiny wings. Qui-Gon explains the problem and the dirty life form motions for him to follow,while flitting back out into the sun.