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winterProbably not the right moment to mention the fact I haven't touched Star Wars with a ten foot pole in a long while, said she. Which was Dooku's cue to look up from watching Gerald and von Krolock play chess, and politely apologise for his neglect.
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26. Garden
The stones on the path in the Senate hydroponic garden are raked in precise, geometric spirals. Each colour denotes another planet of origin. Dooku thinks that Qui-Gon would have seen an imprint of the Living Force even in these patterns, and regrets not asking him about it when it was still possible.
27. Question
Dooku does not treat his movements through the universe as a symbiotic dance. Each movement of the shadows is an attack, a demand. He listens to the Force and the answer comes to him.
28. Text
The first time he sits in the Senate hydroponic garden, waiting for Master Yoda to finish his consultations with the Chancellor, he uses the tip of his boot to write his name in the gravel. Then he scratches out the last two words. He is not of Serenno anymore; he should remember that.
29. Plastic
The smell of burning plastic is even worse than the odour of cauterised meat. It stays within the folds of his cape for hours, almost unbearable in the confines of a spaceship and barely less irritating on open ground. As the head of another Fett-analogue rolls to the side, Dooku makes a note to tell Sidious the clonetrooper armour needs improvements.
30. Block
Step, turn, wordlessly suggest a possible concession for a price. By now, he doesn’t have to plan his movements any more than he plans his negotiation tactics. As always, the Force provides.
#26 to #30 of a set of 50 prompts for
1character, in three sentences instead of one.26. Garden
The stones on the path in the Senate hydroponic garden are raked in precise, geometric spirals. Each colour denotes another planet of origin. Dooku thinks that Qui-Gon would have seen an imprint of the Living Force even in these patterns, and regrets not asking him about it when it was still possible.
27. Question
Dooku does not treat his movements through the universe as a symbiotic dance. Each movement of the shadows is an attack, a demand. He listens to the Force and the answer comes to him.
28. Text
The first time he sits in the Senate hydroponic garden, waiting for Master Yoda to finish his consultations with the Chancellor, he uses the tip of his boot to write his name in the gravel. Then he scratches out the last two words. He is not of Serenno anymore; he should remember that.
29. Plastic
The smell of burning plastic is even worse than the odour of cauterised meat. It stays within the folds of his cape for hours, almost unbearable in the confines of a spaceship and barely less irritating on open ground. As the head of another Fett-analogue rolls to the side, Dooku makes a note to tell Sidious the clonetrooper armour needs improvements.
30. Block
Step, turn, wordlessly suggest a possible concession for a price. By now, he doesn’t have to plan his movements any more than he plans his negotiation tactics. As always, the Force provides.
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Date: 2006-04-16 04:12 am (UTC)*Squees like a fangirl* Let me just add my vote for you finishing that story and posting it to the lj or somewhere else where I can read it!!! I seem to becoming rather obsessed with Dooku of late and for some reason it's next to impossible to find anything that takes the impact Qui-Gon has/had on Dooku as seriously as it should be.
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