Post by Moff Panaka on May 24, 2010 23:16:20 GMT
"Whew! It took Panaka a looooong time to get here, but he here!" Panaka announces to the emptyish room, out of breath. It been a couple weeks, so Panaka is well recovered from his wounds received at the "training" he attended, which was actually a trap laid by the Rebels and the Traitor Olie.
"Panaka need to sit down and rest Panaka's tired legs!" says Panaka between breaths as he grab a nearby chair. Erica was kind enough to drop him off at his Doctor's office in the Chommell system.
"Panaka don't need no doctor!" grumbles Panaka. "All Panaka really need is some panakacakesTM!" Panaka reaches into his pocket to grab a couple of the delicious all-purpose foods. They restore Panaka's strength. He is tired after his long walk from Outer Chommell, though some college kids did give a ride for part of the way.
"Now think, fool!" Panaka says to himself. "If The Traitor Olie isn't here, where could he be??!?!" Panaka looks around and notices the place is actually quite thoroughly trashed. Panaka closes his eyes and takes in the smell of the place.
"Coffee," says Panaka. "Perfect with panakacakes in the morning..." he muses "and the favourite drug/drink of the Traitor Olie." He closes his eyes and takes another bite of the delicious cake. And mercenary/protocol droid oil, yes that was definitely the other smell. The brand used by C3PS.
"C3PS, my old friend. What were you doing here?" wonders Panaka outloud. But that was a mystery for another time. A paper invitation is sitting at Panaka's feet and so he picks it up.
"Handsome Army? Why wasn't Panaka invited to this party?" wonders Panaka. He breathes in again, catching the full scent from the scattered coffee cups. And then the thought hits Panaka like a whifflesabre to the back of the head!
"Quarterly teeth whitening" he says triumphantly, "Of course! Tatooine!"
Panaka rises to his feet and takes in one deep breath. And then another.
"OLIE!!!!" Panaka shouts. "JUSTICE IS COMING FOR YOU!" and with that, Panaka breaks into a full run. He bursts through the doors and into the courtyard. It looks as if he's running toward a shuttle, but he actually just runs past it. He just keeps running and running. Running and more running. So much running, that you would think he'd be tired already. But a grown man can run for days on the calories from just one panakacake. Panaka can run for a week.
"Maybe Panaka should check some of them Naboobian shipyards for the Handsome Throne." says Panaka between huffs. Nah, Solo is too wiley for that. He never hide Panaka's Star Destroyer on his home planet. Panaka thinks maybe he should reprioritize his two tasks... afterall... it's going to be a long run to Tatooine.
"Panaka need to sit down and rest Panaka's tired legs!" says Panaka between breaths as he grab a nearby chair. Erica was kind enough to drop him off at his Doctor's office in the Chommell system.
"Panaka don't need no doctor!" grumbles Panaka. "All Panaka really need is some panakacakesTM!" Panaka reaches into his pocket to grab a couple of the delicious all-purpose foods. They restore Panaka's strength. He is tired after his long walk from Outer Chommell, though some college kids did give a ride for part of the way.
"Now think, fool!" Panaka says to himself. "If The Traitor Olie isn't here, where could he be??!?!" Panaka looks around and notices the place is actually quite thoroughly trashed. Panaka closes his eyes and takes in the smell of the place.
"Coffee," says Panaka. "Perfect with panakacakes in the morning..." he muses "and the favourite drug/drink of the Traitor Olie." He closes his eyes and takes another bite of the delicious cake. And mercenary/protocol droid oil, yes that was definitely the other smell. The brand used by C3PS.
"C3PS, my old friend. What were you doing here?" wonders Panaka outloud. But that was a mystery for another time. A paper invitation is sitting at Panaka's feet and so he picks it up.
"Handsome Army? Why wasn't Panaka invited to this party?" wonders Panaka. He breathes in again, catching the full scent from the scattered coffee cups. And then the thought hits Panaka like a whifflesabre to the back of the head!
"Quarterly teeth whitening" he says triumphantly, "Of course! Tatooine!"
Panaka rises to his feet and takes in one deep breath. And then another.
"OLIE!!!!" Panaka shouts. "JUSTICE IS COMING FOR YOU!" and with that, Panaka breaks into a full run. He bursts through the doors and into the courtyard. It looks as if he's running toward a shuttle, but he actually just runs past it. He just keeps running and running. Running and more running. So much running, that you would think he'd be tired already. But a grown man can run for days on the calories from just one panakacake. Panaka can run for a week.
"Maybe Panaka should check some of them Naboobian shipyards for the Handsome Throne." says Panaka between huffs. Nah, Solo is too wiley for that. He never hide Panaka's Star Destroyer on his home planet. Panaka thinks maybe he should reprioritize his two tasks... afterall... it's going to be a long run to Tatooine.
