Rwos: Won't she suspect a trap? ...Nah. Who'd suspect Jawa coats? *pauses* Are those made from real Jawas?
*The immense war fleet closes in. In just a few seconds, they'd arrive at their destination, and then...Deac Starkiller was doomed...
Suddenly, and immense, gaping maw loomed in front of them! Before the warships could take evasive action, the immense trap slammed down around them...*
*Outside the Cantina, a tiny wamprat licked its chops, spit some strange metal bits out of its mouth, and scurried away. That had been one strange swarm of flies.*
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