[center][h1]Keith[/h1][/center]
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    Keith followed starkiller to the demonstration room. Hung from clips on the wall on the other side, was a simple shirt. Nothing seemed very special about it. It was black. Flexible. And looked like a normal long sleeved shirt. Keith, would give starkiller a moment to say something, though whether he did or not Keith would not respond to him. What he would do however, is take one of his daggers and toss it at the shirt. 


     The dagger would hit the shirt, and then plant itself into the wall behind it. Keith would then retrieve the dagger, allowing starkiller to see that despite that, the shirt had not ripped, nor did it have any holes in it. 


     The next thing he would do, is take a blaster from a nearby stormtrooper. Taking a few shots, each one would hit the shirt. But each shot would simply dissipate around it, leaving the cloth undamaged, and demonstrating it's abilities. 

"So. Your turn. Do what you want with it"


     Keith let starkiller test it out for himself. And would let him decide whether he wanted it for his troops or not, given its properties. Of course, on a table near them would be an order form, with the two varieties of the cloth, soft and hard, and an option for custom options.

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