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Lounging next to Bib on his hover bed Jabba seemed to take this downturn in fortune in stride, chuckling in amusement slapping his fat chest with one meaty arm. "That will teach you to try to buy from an unknown, fool!" He said to his majordomo in Huttese. "And he cheated me not you. But as you were the one doing the buying I will be taking it out of your pay. Still girl, you will be put to work."
Aayla replied docilely, looking for all the world as if she hadn't even known about the disease she had shifted her skin to mimic. "I live to serve masters."
End Flashback
Aayla came out of her musings, one forearm automatically coming back to smack a hand away from her rear, and she turned scowling, saying in Rylothi, "You are not my master! Only my master is allowed to touch the merchandise!"
She'd seen a few of the other girls react like that, and knew it was all right. The giant slug seemed to get a kick out of it, so long as they didn't act that way towards him or his favorites.
Luckily the man who'd tried to feel her up wasn't one of those favorites. A second later one of the nearby Gamorrian guards rattled a massive battle axe at the man, who backed away quickly scowling angrily at the young Twi'lek girl.
Aayla quickly put him out of her mind though, turning back to her job, her real job and cover job. Even as she filled up her tray with drinks from the bar Aayla scanned the crowd with her eyes, almost freezing at one point and pulling back her Force powers under the strongest Force Stealth she could, not even attempting to use the Notice-Me-Not techniques. Harry's techniques caused a slight, visible splash when you first applied them, and right now that would be far too dangerous, just like trying to hide her physical presence with Force Cloak would have been. What the Kriff is she doing here!?
Another woman had just walked through the doors. She was somewhat on the short side for a grown woman, though still taller than Aayla of course given their disparate ages. She was built along the same lines as Aayla too, and her skin was aqua almost close in color to Aayla's normal skin tone.
There the appearances ended. For one thing, the woman was a human derivative, with long red hair grown out in a ponytail at the back of her head, with some kind of antenna thing sticking out one side of her otherwise bald head. She wore a vest of red, and green pants and several pockets like most spacer had. On her shoulder she carried a long barreled custom-built blaster rifle, and there was a cylinder at her side which might well have been a lightsaber.
She also had the eyes of a hunter, for that was what she was. The woman's name was Aurra Sing. She was a Jedi killer, a bounty hunter without fear or conscience, and now she was here.
There were rumors about the woman that said Aurra was also a Force sensitive, hence Aayla's caution. At the very least she was able to use a lightsaber in combat almost as well as a Jedi could, so Aayla had no desire whatsoever to bring Aura's attention towards her. Aayla was good with her lightsabers, but Aurra had killed both masters and Jedi Knights in the past two years.
Aayla quickly filled her tray up with drinks, moving around the party that was always going on in the main hall of Jabba's palace, staying well away from the girl, allowing one of the other serving wenches to serve her. Thank the Force Master Vos already left for the day! Her master had indeed been able to get a job as a thug, but Jabba was surprisingly organized about such things, never allowing new blood past the main hall (and unfortunately his own sight) and never allowing them to spend overlong even in the main hall.
She watched out of the corner of her eye past several people as the majordomo, at Twi'lek named Bib Fortuna moved through the crowd towards the woman. He was a particularly odious individual, one that Aayla thought was possibly the worst examples of all the more horrible, and vile things people thought Twi'leks were.
And he's grabby too, Aayla thought sourly, watching him paw one of the other girls almost absentmindedly as he led Aurra through the crowd towards the far end of the hallway where Jabba lay on his hover bed/throne.
Still, what in the kriff is Aurra kriffing Sing doing here?! Did someone spot Quinlan, or me? No, that's impossible. I'd put our Force Cloak's up against anyone, not just some lousy bounty hunter who just might be a Force sensitive. We can sneak up on other Jedi for goodness sake! Still, she's no regular bounty hunter, no way could Jabba have her on retainer for any length of time. So what is she here for?
So busy was Aayla with her job and thinking about Aurra Sing that she didn't see someone else enter the palace. He came down from the hanger bay, his face and body obscured by a heavy cloak. He moved through the crowd, stopping only once as he saw caught sight of Aayla, staring hard at the side of her face visible from where she was moving through the crowd. And with her Force powers pulled in so much so that Aurra couldn't sense her, Aayla in turn could not sense the man's regard.
The man of moved through the area as if he owned the place, followed by a tall saturnine looking human male, who wore a bandolier with knives all over it, and a blaster at his hip. Only once was he challenged as he exited the hall, moving down and toward the back of the palace. A large Gamorean guard thrust his axe-staff out in front of the man blocking the passage. Before the Gamorean guard could speak however, the human had already raised his blaster, and thrust it into the Gamorean's mouth.
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