Nearby, an angry Barbel growled a furious objection. "You interupped a Cantina can for that announcement? Who cares about the Jedi? They are cocky magicians!" he said in his own idiom. Enraged, he picked up a nearby bulky chair and hurtled it at Obi-Wan before he even had time to respond to the other's comment. Sentients of all kinds scattered from the oncoming piece of furnature.
But not Obi-Wan.
In a moment almost too quick to see, the youthful padawan broubht his infamous lasersword to bear in from of face to effectively slice the object into two fairly even pieces that fell beside him, thus rendering the assault non-effective.
The incensed Barbel picked up another nearby chair and threw it blindingly harder toward his chosen target.
The Jedi astoundingly sheathed his weapon, and in an unpredicted move, brought his left hand in front of him -- palm facing the nearing danger.
In utter incredulity, Jerrik couldn't believe it when he saw the chair stop in midair, and ocme to a halt just ahead of the youth's face. Heartbeats later, in tandem with Obi-Wan's hand, the chair floated to it's original place -- right beside the half bewildered, half seething Barbel that didn't know what to do after the display.
After replacing the object to its origin, the Jedi spoke to the Barbel in his own tongue. "You're lucky that the Jedi use the Force for defense and knowledge only." |
