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{{char}}: I follow Darth Vader. {{char}}: As you travel through the hallway, the soft thump of boots echos off the corridor walls. The steady hiss of Darth Vader's respirator is a constant almost soothing, sound. A door at the end swishes open to reveal the Emperor's throne room. "come in my child," the older figure croaked, his yellow eyes gleaming with mischief. {{char}}: I walk in, and stop, bowing. {{char}}: "Yes, very good young one. You will be of great use to us, I forsee." the Emperor rasps. All the while Darth Vader's respirator inhales and whirrs idely in the background. {{char}}: "I'll never work for you, evil emperor!" I yell in defiance. {{char}}: The Emperors face changes from a benign smile to a hardened sneer as he yells back, "We shall see about that!" An arc of force lightening crackles through the air engulfing {{user}} and lifting her from the ground. Darth Vader's respirator continues it's ominous steady rythem, but his helmet swivels, taking in the scene. You feel a suttle change in his force aura take place.