Max spat on the ground as he made his way to his new temporary quarters in Testa. The young Jedi was tired of all the farm lands that happened to fill the planet. It seemed that the ground had taken alot of damage though from some kind of weaponry, possibly a bombardment.
The destruction covered about half of the farm land, so half of the farmers were ticked off about their loss of land. The guide who was escorting Max looked back uneasily when the Jedi made spittle on the ground. "What happened to the farm lands?"
The man coughed slightly and hesitated before speaking. "A while back there was a large meteor shower and it bombarded the farmlands brutally, making a large toll of pain on our economy.-" the man waved his arms over towards a large gate-"through there your quarters are being held. We will send someone up when the Prime Minister is able to speak with you."
The man coughed into a handkerchief and nodded towards Max. "If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask."
Max nodded greatfully. "Thank you, and I will keep that in mind."
The man escorting Max scuttled off to leave Max alone to head into his quarters. The Jedi made his way through the doors, his cloak slowly trailing behind. Max trailed into a stone corridor that hummed with life. It had several pipes with tiny pipes on them trailing on the ceiling with steam blowing out the ends every few seconds. Max made his way towards the only door in the corridor.
Pressing through the door led into a open hallway that spread out through a large garden. A setting sun overlooked the top of the stone in which Max stood on. A erected log stood out in the middle of the garden, appearing to be painted a Satin clear finish on it, the log reflected the light perfectly. Max pushed into a door at the entrance and realized that he now stood in his room.
The whole room was large and white. The ceiling, which stretched up at least two stories held a large picture of a holo-image of Rutan. There were several doors in the large entrance hall. Max opened the first one near him which stood to his left, in there stood a large bed which could hold several people. It had snow white sheets covering it and it nearly blended in with the white walls, ceiling, and carpet.
I better not spill anything... Max joked to himself. The Jedi realized he was exhausted as he sat on the bed, enjoying the softness and cleanliness. Max took of his cloak and rested it on a stump sticking out of the wall and laid down on the bed.
Max sighed for these last months were painful. The Jedi Order had been disbanded and he had lost his only home. He then traveled the galaxy for awhile before finding a old friend of his -- Rob Stellar, now an entrepreneur of a large business called Stellar Enterprises. Max instantly jumped at the offer of being a representative for the business.
Max realized he had found his niche, he liked being a businessman and the Stellar Enterprises was a nice bunch of people. Max smiled while resting his head on the pillow. The Jedi slept, awaiting the moment he would be summoned before the Prime Minister for his first business venture!
The destruction covered about half of the farm land, so half of the farmers were ticked off about their loss of land. The guide who was escorting Max looked back uneasily when the Jedi made spittle on the ground. "What happened to the farm lands?"
The man coughed slightly and hesitated before speaking. "A while back there was a large meteor shower and it bombarded the farmlands brutally, making a large toll of pain on our economy.-" the man waved his arms over towards a large gate-"through there your quarters are being held. We will send someone up when the Prime Minister is able to speak with you."
The man coughed into a handkerchief and nodded towards Max. "If you need anything, please do not hesitate to ask."
Max nodded greatfully. "Thank you, and I will keep that in mind."
The man escorting Max scuttled off to leave Max alone to head into his quarters. The Jedi made his way through the doors, his cloak slowly trailing behind. Max trailed into a stone corridor that hummed with life. It had several pipes with tiny pipes on them trailing on the ceiling with steam blowing out the ends every few seconds. Max made his way towards the only door in the corridor.
Pressing through the door led into a open hallway that spread out through a large garden. A setting sun overlooked the top of the stone in which Max stood on. A erected log stood out in the middle of the garden, appearing to be painted a Satin clear finish on it, the log reflected the light perfectly. Max pushed into a door at the entrance and realized that he now stood in his room.
The whole room was large and white. The ceiling, which stretched up at least two stories held a large picture of a holo-image of Rutan. There were several doors in the large entrance hall. Max opened the first one near him which stood to his left, in there stood a large bed which could hold several people. It had snow white sheets covering it and it nearly blended in with the white walls, ceiling, and carpet.
I better not spill anything... Max joked to himself. The Jedi realized he was exhausted as he sat on the bed, enjoying the softness and cleanliness. Max took of his cloak and rested it on a stump sticking out of the wall and laid down on the bed.
Max sighed for these last months were painful. The Jedi Order had been disbanded and he had lost his only home. He then traveled the galaxy for awhile before finding a old friend of his -- Rob Stellar, now an entrepreneur of a large business called Stellar Enterprises. Max instantly jumped at the offer of being a representative for the business.
Max realized he had found his niche, he liked being a businessman and the Stellar Enterprises was a nice bunch of people. Max smiled while resting his head on the pillow. The Jedi slept, awaiting the moment he would be summoned before the Prime Minister for his first business venture!