Kajeela Tarruurri
Mar 26th, 2002, 04:28:00 AM
The KAR Director approached the table that two individuals had just left. It wasnt the usual table that one sat and drank or ate at. It was bigger, bulkier and had rods going thru it at intermittent spaces with little figures attached to them.
Kajeela looked at it curiously.
In the center was a small ball and at either end were two openings...To the Cizeracks mind, the openings were placed rather stupidly because the ball could roll into them and be lost.
Either ends of all the rods protruded the outter side, almost like handles of some type and as Kajeela spun one, the rod moved and one of the little figures, a gungan she thought, kicked the little ball and it rolled the length of the table surface and - as the Director had earlier assumed, disappeared down the opening.
"frrrrell"
She looked around guiltily to see if anyone noticed she had lost part of the furnishings. No one seemed to care. Leaning over, and scratching along a small trough with her claws, hoping to retreive the peice, to her amazement, there it was.
"Ah!"
Returning it to the center of the table, the Director spun the same handle again to see what would happen, but the same little figure only hit air this time.
Frowning, her long ears twitching in incomprehension, she stared, thinking this was not a very satisfying passtime.
Kajeela looked at it curiously.
In the center was a small ball and at either end were two openings...To the Cizeracks mind, the openings were placed rather stupidly because the ball could roll into them and be lost.
Either ends of all the rods protruded the outter side, almost like handles of some type and as Kajeela spun one, the rod moved and one of the little figures, a gungan she thought, kicked the little ball and it rolled the length of the table surface and - as the Director had earlier assumed, disappeared down the opening.
"frrrrell"
She looked around guiltily to see if anyone noticed she had lost part of the furnishings. No one seemed to care. Leaning over, and scratching along a small trough with her claws, hoping to retreive the peice, to her amazement, there it was.
"Ah!"
Returning it to the center of the table, the Director spun the same handle again to see what would happen, but the same little figure only hit air this time.
Frowning, her long ears twitching in incomprehension, she stared, thinking this was not a very satisfying passtime.