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Ambush I stood there, waiting. The dank jungle air was suffocatingly close after months of dry, recirculated air. The moisture that dripped all around me, seemingly through me, saturating my body, was annoying, but easily ignored.Ambush by ~Phoenixfirewolf
I continued to walk, placing my feet carefully on the spongy, wet ground. I felt the mud squelch around my boots, fortunately waterproof. I stopped after a minute, checking a sensor built into the armor on my forearm. The jungle, teaming with life, disrupted the readings, but that didn't matter. I had the Force, and very little disrupted that. Even the carefully constructed shields the Sith were using.
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