Kaukauana
Jan 25th, 2003, 04:13:23 PM
It was a quiet day around the Jedi Temple and I was tired of laying around my Master's room doing nothing, save for scrating my own itchy spots. I noted that when Xazor left, she did not lock the door which was to my benefit for I could easily slip out. Things had been unusually busy around her room as of late and I figured that I deserved a break from all of the attention that was drawn to me because of these -- people. I did not count my Master as one of these beings though, because she is like me, Wolf-kind. Deciding that she would understand my need to 'get out' for a while, I pulled on the cloth attached to the door and it twisted the nob like a hand would do. Slowly it creeked open and I was free!
Nonchalantly I made my way down the halls but not unnoticed. Groups of her people -- the Jedi -- stood together talking but became silent as I passed. Perhaps it was my appearance -- thick white fur with odd black markings -- that drew their attention to me, or maybe it was my sheer size. It mattered not for I kept a low profile and pretended I knew where I was going. To a point, I did -- though on previous occasions, I did manage to loose myself in the large complex. This day was different and I found myself outside and running down the crowded, dirty sidewalks of Coruscant. Large herds of these 'people creatures' stopped their chattering all at once to witness me run by them -- and though I am deaf, I am not stupid -- I saw their mouths stop moving and drop open ever so slightly. Paying no mind to the gawkers, I turned a corner and stopped to look upon Master Yoghurt's Bar and Grill. Of course I had connections there by now -- it was not often a Force Sensitive Wolf patronized the establishment. I was treated well and though I never spoke to my Master of my visits, I knew she had ways of finding out.
This day I passed by the guards and as usual, they bowed their heads to my presence and I smiled as I thought that the 'people creatures' did, though it was more intimidating than I had meant. Lowering my head once again, I walked through the crowds and accidentally scared a little girl. She began wailing and nearly jumped through the roof at my appearance. I sighed inwardly and continued my trek toward the back of the Bar and Grill where I normally sat right beside the kitchen door in view of the bar tender. Resting upon my haunches, I allow my tail to wave in a friendly manner as I set my blue eyes upon the crowd gathered together around things called 'tables'. For being 'people creatures' they sure were up on the food chain -- in my eyes anyhow. I looked to the barkeep and he nodded to me with that usual smile of his before going back to the kitchen and retrieving for me something unexpected -- a large, juicy steak. It was beautiful and at the first glance I was drooling on myself -- a terribly unattractive habit of mine. He set it upon a silver plate and filled a bowl full of a drink I had come to love -- a type of Ale sent from my birth planet of Eden. The chubby human set the plate and bowl in front of me and signed something that a woman had taught him once. She knew I was deaf but he did not, so she showed him a few things. I nodded back and dug into my food with a gracious appetite, wondering what company I might find when I finished.
Nonchalantly I made my way down the halls but not unnoticed. Groups of her people -- the Jedi -- stood together talking but became silent as I passed. Perhaps it was my appearance -- thick white fur with odd black markings -- that drew their attention to me, or maybe it was my sheer size. It mattered not for I kept a low profile and pretended I knew where I was going. To a point, I did -- though on previous occasions, I did manage to loose myself in the large complex. This day was different and I found myself outside and running down the crowded, dirty sidewalks of Coruscant. Large herds of these 'people creatures' stopped their chattering all at once to witness me run by them -- and though I am deaf, I am not stupid -- I saw their mouths stop moving and drop open ever so slightly. Paying no mind to the gawkers, I turned a corner and stopped to look upon Master Yoghurt's Bar and Grill. Of course I had connections there by now -- it was not often a Force Sensitive Wolf patronized the establishment. I was treated well and though I never spoke to my Master of my visits, I knew she had ways of finding out.
This day I passed by the guards and as usual, they bowed their heads to my presence and I smiled as I thought that the 'people creatures' did, though it was more intimidating than I had meant. Lowering my head once again, I walked through the crowds and accidentally scared a little girl. She began wailing and nearly jumped through the roof at my appearance. I sighed inwardly and continued my trek toward the back of the Bar and Grill where I normally sat right beside the kitchen door in view of the bar tender. Resting upon my haunches, I allow my tail to wave in a friendly manner as I set my blue eyes upon the crowd gathered together around things called 'tables'. For being 'people creatures' they sure were up on the food chain -- in my eyes anyhow. I looked to the barkeep and he nodded to me with that usual smile of his before going back to the kitchen and retrieving for me something unexpected -- a large, juicy steak. It was beautiful and at the first glance I was drooling on myself -- a terribly unattractive habit of mine. He set it upon a silver plate and filled a bowl full of a drink I had come to love -- a type of Ale sent from my birth planet of Eden. The chubby human set the plate and bowl in front of me and signed something that a woman had taught him once. She knew I was deaf but he did not, so she showed him a few things. I nodded back and dug into my food with a gracious appetite, wondering what company I might find when I finished.