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Nar Shaddaa
Sitting in the cantina, I watched her guzzle water three tables from me. As the waiter came over, I ordered a bowl of soup for the witch, anonymously of course.
Nine minutes later, the waiter brought her dish. I watched, as she stared into the dish curiously. Rising from my seat, I walked behind her. My right hand shoves her face into the soup bowl while my left pressed her left shoulder to the table, hindering her movement. The intention was to drown her in the soup, but as I looked around I realized how many civilians were in proximity, once eating, now in shock. It was a witch, too dangerous.
Sitting in the cantina, I watched her guzzle water three tables from me. As the waiter came over, I ordered a bowl of soup for the witch, anonymously of course.
Nine minutes later, the waiter brought her dish. I watched, as she stared into the dish curiously. Rising from my seat, I walked behind her. My right hand shoves her face into the soup bowl while my left pressed her left shoulder to the table, hindering her movement. The intention was to drown her in the soup, but as I looked around I realized how many civilians were in proximity, once eating, now in shock. It was a witch, too dangerous.
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