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Aequitas strode though the docking bay like he owned it, frowing at dirt, scowling at aliens and tutting at commoners. At last he reached his sleek Naboo Yacht, the Posiedon. It was his favorite ship by far, and the most luxorious you'd ever sit in. His office was tidy, comfortable and elegant, even the many bedrooms on board were. Aequitas was extremely rich, and he loved to show it.
As he reached the ship, the walkway lowered and three of Aequitas' man-servants walked out and bowed. "My lord Aequitas", one said, "everything is ready for take-off." Aequitas looked at him in disdain, he was a Muun. "Not everything..whatever your name is. I am waiting for my apprentice."
Aequitas tapped his foot. He hated tardiness, but then again, Aequitas was always early. _________________
| Emperor Shadow wrote: | | Taking creepiness to a new level since 80something ABY. |
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