The Continued (Mis)Adventures of Hadzuska,
In orbit over Telerath.Hadzuska stared out of the viewing window of the bridge at the planet below, frowning. "I admit, this is not what I imagined." She murmured, one of the Black Watch with her, his helmet i nthe crook of his arm looked up. "Ma'am?" He asked. She shrugged and gestured to the planet, "When I heard we had to deal with a criminal organization with possible Syndicate contacts I expected it to be on a desert planet, a city world or some planet that had it's eco-system ravaged by greedy Hutts. Yet from what I am informed about this planet... it's basically a vacation planet or it's trying to be? Some even might cautiously call it a paradise world? And yet this is the place a slaver gang operates from... it just makes no sense to me."
Chuckling she turned around and watched the captain. "Make contact with the surface, I wish to speak to a spokesperson of this 'Musori's slaver gang'. What kind of name is that anyway? Is it led by a man named Musori? That might cause problems when he is succeeded." She blinked and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Never mind me, as I said. Contact the surface, let's see if someone wants to speak to us."
It was at the point that Hadzuska started to feel that she was forced to wait on purpose before finally a response came from the planet and a face appeared belonging to a elder looking male Chagrian.
"Greetings, I understand you wished to speak to me? I am boss Musori." He said evenly, his eyes studying Hadzuska intently, he frowned initially upon seeing her but his features then turned more neutral.
She showed no irritation, or so she hoped, crossing her hands behind her back and bowed stiffly. "I am Hanna, a pleasure to meet you boss Musori. Perhaps you are wondering why one such as I came to contact you and your organization?"
The Chagrian's face frowned for a moment.
"Yes, of course you are and no not really actually, your probably came here for merchandise, you can speak openly you know, both the Republic and the CIS do not care about this world and are not even monitoring it. Now speak plainly as to what you want."She ignored the remark, "Well if we can speak plainly as you say, I wish to acquire some slaves. Is that plain enough?"
He frowned again,
"I might sell you some but you should show some respect." Clearly he didn't like your tone and he let out a snort and smiled.
"Especially coming from one such as you."Hadzuska blinked and then frowned, what was he talking about? "Excuse me, what do you mean by, 'one such as me' exactly? Do you have a problem with dealing with women?"
The response she received after those words was a short laugh and then the Chagrian just smiled for a moment.
"Oh no, not at all, just surprising that a Twi'lek would want to purchase slaves, being from a race known for it's willingness to sell your own people into slavery. But forgive me, I admit I was being somewhat dishonourable towards you in this conversation, allow me to make it up to you by extending a invitation to the surface and allowing you a meeting with me so we might discuss business, is this acceptable to you?""I suppose it is, I will be touching down momentarily." She gestured to the communications officer to terminate the call, once it was she turned to the captain. "Land on the surface, it seems I have a invitation to attend."
A landing place had been cleared for a ship the size of the customs corvette and Hadzuska's vessel had touched down upon the ground moments later after it had been provided. A waiting party of five Chagrians stood ready at the base of the landing platform.
She had selected two Black Watch to accompany her, along with a pair Zeltron aides, coming down the ramp to study the welcome party.
The five Chagrians were not wearing any armour, mostly in robes of some kind, also curious, none of them were carrying a blaster of any kind, unless those were hidden beneath their clothes, the only weapons they seem to had were vibro-swords and knifes in sheaths at their waist. One of them moved up and offered a stiff bow. "Welcome to Teleraths jewel, Noua, I am Mors Demanna, swordsman loyal to Boss Musori." He looks over you and your guards and then gestures to the guards. "Apologies for my master if he did not explain, here in Noua we do not allow any blasters or explosives of any kind, we have the 'Sword Law' here. Meaning that any differences will be settled with the blade, not the blaster, a much more clean and honourable way of doing things. So I respectfully must ask your guards to leave their blasters and whatever explosives they have, only swords are allowed."
"A curious law but a acceptable one I suppose." She nodded to the two Black Watch to comply, but she kept her hold-out blaster on here, she had it hidden and perhaps it had evaded notice. Her two saber hilts were on her waist, she was not going to hide them, with luck these sods on this backwater world had never heard of a lightsaber's appearance. "You will be escorting us to your boss then?"
Satisfied it seems with the small pile of weapons and explosives deposited on the ground between the two guards he nodded. "So I am, follow me please." The small procession moved through the town, the few locals they saw quickly scurrying inside or averting their eyes. Eventually reaching a walled compound with more Chagrians standing guards, with still no sign of a single blaster.
The guards outside saw Mors Demanna at the head of the procession and opened the large doors that blocked entry to the compound and allowed the group through. There was a path leading to a luxurious mansion while outside to each side of the path it seemed a drill yard was made of some kind with various couple of Chagrians fighting each others with blunt swords.
They were led inside in a modest sitting room, with a low table and cushions on the floor serving as places to sit. Boss Musori was there who bowed his head, just as a pair of Twi'lek slave girls finished pouring drinks. Why they were specifically Twi'lek slave girls was up to the visitor to determine if it was thinly veiled insult or not. The elder Chagiran was just smiling, "Welcome, please. Sit and make yourself comfortable." Mors Demanna moved to stand to the right, behind his boss while the other four guards took up position along the walls.
She her two guards stand behind her while she sat down along with the two Zeltron aides, having them attend to her by picking up one of the drinks and placing it in front of her. "My thanks for your invitation." She said, ignoring the Twi'lek slaves. "You have a interesting law here, no blasters used to settle 'differences' quite unique, if people abide by them."
"Oh they do, it was difficult at first but we... persuaded the populace and some of the other people with business interests in this system, to keep to the Sword Law, it has made things much more peaceful without any impromptu blaster shootouts in the streets. There is also a certain honour about the way of the sword. But you did not come here to discuss such things, I believe you mentioned business, so let us talk about that instead."
She nodded, "That is indeed the case and thank you." She took a deep breath and stared directly at the boss. "I heard you might have a pair of... shall we say, unique twins. Force users from the sound of the rumours and yet you have not turned them in for a bounty, to which I assume they are for sale, in which case, the one I represent very much would like to acquire them."
Boss Musori exchanged a glance with Mors and then looked back to his guest. "You seem to be well informed, so I suppose I can't lie about their existence but I am afraid you came here in vain, I have no intention of selling them." He took a sip of tea, looking over the brim of his cup at his guest to what her reaction would be to that.
She cocked her head, "A slaver who does not want to sell his merchandise? Have they already been bought perhaps? If so perhaps their offer could be matched if not increased by the one who send me."
Musori chuckled and shook his head. "No I am afraid that I just won't sell them." He straightened in the cushions. "I suppose I should clarify a little, my people took them in a raid and they were at first just regular slaves, but then they showed to be capable of interesting miracles. Eventually I and my people figured out these two twin girls must be able to use that fascinating set of powers of the force. So I now intend to keep them and perhaps, with time they will be quite helpful to my operation." He smiled, nodding to himself. "I have a wide selection of other slaves however, who are available for sale."
She blinked and then reared her head back and laughed out loud, calming down after a moment but still sniggering. "Oh, that is just, sorry but that was very amusing to hear. You wish to keep those two and hope that eventually they will become a boon to your operation?" She shook her head and tapped with a finger on the table. "You keep those two and you will only have disaster brought upon you, they are untrained from the sound of it and can't control their powers, what if they grow out of control, or worse what if your rivals or the authorities hear you have such risky individuals under your, ha, 'control'. They would probably descend on you like locusts and either kill you for having them or try to take them away from you. I am here to offer you a lucrative alternative, I would gladly buy them off you and leave, no questions asked and no trouble for either of us."
Musori frowned and then looked rather irritated. "I do not like your tone, your words betray you. You wish to have these force twins, for what, hmm? You, or whoever it is you claim to work for, must want them for your own purposes. No I am rather fond of the idea of having two fabled force sensitives be molded into tools to safeguard my operations."
Hadzuska resisted the urge to growl, this old sot was a stubborn and foolish one, she gritted her teeth and took a calm breath, before drawing upon the force, lacing it through her words. "Ah... but I think. You do want to sell these twins to me." She said, doing her best to concentrate on the mind trick.
Musori hardly blinked and shook his head. "No I don't." He looked at Mors who stood at attention and then turned back to his guest. "I think this meeting is finished, my guards will escort you out." At that the other guards also got to attention.
She sighed, she would normally cut her losses and go... but these were twins, force twins. She knew her mistress would love to get her hands on them to get them as apprentices. She stood up, but motioned for her aides to remain seated. "I see, I am saddened to have come to this, but I really must insist upon having those force twins." She drew upon the force and surrounded herself with a bubble of protection and at the same time extended her hands and summoned chain lightning from her fingertips to strike some of the slaver guards.
Her lightning arched as it was released from her fingertips, striking the four Chagrian guards who did not even have the time to scream as they were fried and charred by the lightning, their bodies slumping to the ground. With a shout Mors drew his blade and charged at Hadzuska. His strike was true but it was blocked by some invisible force and he shouted out in fury, "You have no honor!" Meanwhile Boss Musori was staring wide-eyed and was scrambling away.
With a hiss she drew and ignited her sabers. "Honor is for fools boy." She said with venom. "Guards, get that one, I deal with the swordsman." She smirked, "Tell me boy, do you think your blade can withstand lightsabers?" With a laugh she quickly attacked with both blades, intending to cleave this fool into two while the two Black Watch would go for boss Musori.
Mors was pushed back but successfully parried one of the blades and Hadzuska could see he was smiling. "As a matter of fact my blade can, a gift from a Morgukai swordmaster." His own counter-attack was however a bit sad as Hadzuska just used her instincts, ducking and weaving the sword slashes.
The two black watch had more troubles, they had reached the slaver boss but he was kicking and scream, keeping them from holding him down and with him acting so wild they were unable to stop him when he retrieved a panic button from his clothes and pressed it, a distant alarm was now heard, spreading over the compound.
She growled, a swordmaster with a lightsaber resistant blade in a time where force users were supposed to be a rarity? What were the odds? She did not let that fact stop her as she drew upon the force to protect herself for future strikes again and resumed her attack.
Both Mors and Hadzuska had their blades meet in the air and then kept them locked, both of them pushing to keep the blades together and denying the other to make a second strike unless they wished to open themselves to a counter-attack.
Meanwhile Boss Musori had kicked one of the black watch in the head, stunning him.
She saw what her guards were doing and snarled at them, "Are you kidding me!? He is just a old coward, capture him already while I finish this one off!" With a hiss she let loose a blast of lightning from her fingertips at Mors, maybe that would kill him or at the very least push him back and disorient him.
Mors must have somehow sensed it coming but he quickly jumped back and then out of the way as the blast of lightning came for him. "Finish me off? As if one such as you would have a chance of that." He wrapped both hands around the hilt of his blade and seemed to ready himself for either a attack or to jump away if she used one of those blasts of lightning again.
Perhaps ashamed for their effort so far the guard who had not been stunned delivered a quick jab at the elder Chagrian's temple, stunning him and then proceeded to secure him in a vice grip while his buddy, getting out of the stun moved in to assist keeping the slaver boss under control.
She grinned, "Right this fight is over, surrender or your master dies, understood?"
Mors looked from Hadzuska to his master who was being held and seeing that made the decision for him as he let his sword drop. "You may have won but we have our honor intact. You fought with trickery and deception."
She cocked her head, "Really big on honour? Huh? Too bad." She stepped forward and then quickly made a swing with one of her sabers to decapitate the fool.
Mors was not expecting this and therefore did not dodge, staring wide-eyed as the lightsaber sliced through his neck, the look of shock in his eyes was clearly evident as the head toppled forwards and fell off the headless body. Boss Musori looked on in horror. "Why!? Why did you do that, my man surrendered!"
Hadzuska snorted and turned her back on the decapitated corpse and moved towards the slaver. "He had a odd notion of honour, I think if I had let him life he would have hunted me down." She stood in front of Musori and slowly brought one of her ignited blades to his face. "Now then, ah yes, we had reached the part were you were going to hand those force twins over to me because clearly I have just shown you just how much of a threat a force user such as myself can be to your little operation.
At that point a mighty crash came from the doors as they were smashed open and ten more guards stormed in, swords drawn.
She had almost forgotten about that pesky alarm and she quickly stood to the side but made sure the newcomers would see the blade at their leader's face. "Hold it right there, drop those swords or I will have your precious boss's pathetic life here suffer the same fate as his master swordsman." She gestured with her head to the head of the swordmaster and his body.
The guards looked indecisive, not sure what to do and turned their attention toward their leader. Boss Musori let out a curse, "She is about to kill me you fools, drop your weapons! Obey her!" They were reluctant to do so but seemed to have no other choice as they dropped their weapons.
"Good, good... Now then, my two Zeltron Aides here, will return to my ship and your people will allow them to leave to do so. Meanwhile you will be our guide towards whatever cells or barracks you are holding your merchandise, the slaves and release the force user twins to me. Any disobedience, any sign of your guards trying to save you or attack me or my people and I will make sure to cut you in a thousand pieces." She motioned for the Zeltron aides to come towards her and then instructed them to return to the ship and send a squad of Black Watch back to the compound, who would not leave their blasters behind.
Musori looked both scared and furious and ordered his people to let the aides go. "You will pay for this Twi'lek force user filth..." He uttered before looking at the lightsaber again and recalled what she did to his bodyguard. He became more compliant and then, while being dragged by the Black Watch, guided them to the slave pens contained within the walled compound, apparently they were all located in a rather large building.
The guards at the entrance initially moved as if to block their passage but after a few words of their boss they moved aside. Once inside they could see the slave pens were separated into several 'cell blocks' each of a size that roughly 25 to 30 sentient beings could stand comfortably in one, but the first few pens Hadzuska and her people saw must have been filled to the brim of about 40, maybe even sentient, all packed together almost unable to move. The first two pens were filled with Twi'leks, the next with a combined mix of humans and Nikto. Other pens held more combined mixes of species Hadzuska had not even ever heard the name off.
They reached last pen and saw a force of ten guards stand around it, swords drawn and in guard position, but facing the pen and whatever lay inside, upon the sound of footsteps one of them turned around. "What is going on, we heard the alarm but boss Musori had given us specific orders never to leave this post..." He trailed off when he saw his leader being held by two unknown guards and a twi'lek holding a saber to the boss's throat.
She just smirked and offered a brief salute to the guards, "Boss's orders boys, drop your weapons and head outside while we finish our business or the boss loses his head."
The guards did not move at all and after a moment boss Musori cursed, "Obey her." Only at that outburst they sheathed their swords and moved towards the exit.
Hadzuska growled, "Oy!" She brought her saber closer to the slaver boss. "I said drop those weapons! Now!"
They obeyed again, dropping their weapons with disgruntled sounds and moved away, to the exit of the slave pen compound.
She watched them, making sure they had left, nodding to the guards to keep Meshori secure she moved to the pen, deactivating her saber as she went to look what all the fuss was about and looked inside.
As Hadzuska approached she saw it was just another pen, the door had a viewing slot in it and as she peered through she could see the only difference was compared to the other pens that this one wasn't filled to the brim, in fact, there were only two occupants, both sitting on the ground, facing the door. They were young, perhaps in their late teens. They seemed healthy and well fed, better than the other slaves.
She smiled and knocked on the door. "Hello there, my name is Hadzuska, care to talk to me? I may have a interesting proposal for you two."
As one both young women opened their eyes and looked at the door, standing up synchronized and walked towards the door, they shared one glance at each others faces and then turned to the door, waving their hands and speaking in unison. "You will let us out." They droned together, briefly Hadzuska felt a fluttering across her mind but it didn't stick, clearly these two had tried to mindtrick her but they were untrained.
Blinking Hadzuska looked at the two kids and then laughed, "Oh... oh that is just marvelous, well done, well done. Good try but you two need to learn quite a lot before that works." She smirks. "Now stand back please."
The two of them blinked, they had never gotten this reaction before and warily stepped back.
Still grinning she ignited her blade and started cutting through the door, ready to use the force to push the door inwards.
The Twi'lek sith cut through the door with ease and pushed the section she had cut out without any real effort into the slave pen. The twins inside saw what like a red glowing bar cut through metal as if it was butter and open the door for the, with the door removed as a obstacle it was if they could think clearer and they sensed this woman, this alien was... familiar in a way. "What do you-" One began.
"-want with us?" And the other finished.
"How cute, you even finish each other's sentences." She deactivated her blade once more and stepped inside. "My name, is Darth Hadzuska, I serve a woman of great power and abilities, abilities of the force, abilities which the two of you, have untapped potential that has only recently come to the surface." She smiled at each of the young woman in turn. "Probably due to recent anxiety and circumstances, taken from your home, taken as slaves. Both of you were probably very angry when that happened, didn't you? Wanting to lash out at the slavers who took you... and suddenly you could, but with your mind... am I getting close to the truth or am I just babbling nonsense?"
They looked at each other, blinked and then looked back at the alien woman. The one to the left then slowly nodded, "Yes, we suddenly could do things."
The one in the right frowned. "Move things with our minds, angry at the guards and suddenly our bowl of food would be hurled in their face... we even somehow managed to make one of their swords land in front of us."
"I was nearly stabbed by that but then it just stopped, the blade, inches from my face."
Some commotion came from the direction of the entrance, it seems the Zeltron aides had succesfully returned to the ship as a squad of Hadzuska's Black Watch entered, carrying blasters, tossing the ones her two guards left behind to them. The squad leader went to Hadzuska personally and informed her that a rather large crowd of angry looking Chagrians had gathered outside.
She did not look away from the twins as she replied to the squad leader. "I see, stand guard captain, I will be with you shortly." She concentrated on the twins again. "What you both have some control over, is the force. In short the two of you are force users, much like myself, and I serve a woman who could teach you many things, control your powers and unlock a world of wonder for you both."
Again the twins looked at each other and seemed to share something, again it was the one on the left who spoke up and pointed behind Hadzuska. "That man, that slaver, told us we were force users, told us that is we served him we would become great."
Her sister nodded, "You are telling us much the same, are you just another slaver wearing a different disguise?"
She chuckled and smirked, "If you both can use the force, then I suggest the following, use your senses to tell me if I am lying or not. All I wish is to release you from slavery and bring you before my mistress, so she can take you both on as apprentices and teach you both in the ways of the force."
Both sisters blinked, looking not sure for a moment, Hadzuska felt them reach out, their minds touching hers, probing for any lies... and found none. "You, you are speaking the truth?"
"She is." Again they looked at each other and then both slowly nodded at the same time. "We wish to come with you and meet this woman you serve."
Hadzuska smiled, "Excellent, her name is Andrea... and she is just going to love you both." She smirked and walked out, hoping the twins would follow her and then turned to the guards holding Musori. "So... I have what I came for, now to get out... and funny of me but I think, that if we just walk out of here... we get attacked by a swarm of angry slavers. Though if I am mistaken and they don't, get a grudge from a bunch of slavers who have proven to somehow have 'honor' so you see the situation I am in don't you?"
She did not wait for a answer and turned to the squad captain. "Release the slaves, all of them. Shoot of the locks if you have to."
Boss Musori listened to this and then saw it happening as some of the trollop Twi'lek's people indeed started shooting of locks of doors and letting the slaves, his merchandise, out of their cages. "What are you doing! You got what you wanted now you wish to take my livelihood with you as well!? You will pay for this you Twi'lek bitch!"
She laughed again and smirked stepping towards boss Musori. "Oh far from it, I am not taking your merchandise." She turned around and looked at the slaves gathering, still smirking as she shouted at, getting the attention of the slaves. "Enjoy, you have just earned yourselves a chance of liberty, freedom, all you have to do is take it." She snapped her fingers, pointing at the swords she had made the guards drop before and then had some of her Black Watch gather them and place them in front of the slaves. "All you have to do is pick those weapons up and fight your way out of here."
The slaves started to mutter among themselves, some looking fearful at the entrance and then at the pens, then first one, then another and another stepped forwards to the pile of swords and took a blade, picking it up tentatively. Then someone from the crowd spoke up. "Yeah but we just have ten swords, the slavers have dozens of guards, how are we supposed to beat them with just 10 swords?"
"Yes that is true, you only have ten swords... but you have strength of numbers, that and I, and my guards, all armed with blasters as you can see, will not sit idly, we too want to get out of here. So we will help you in fighting the slavers, and I suggest you get first blood." She snapped her fingers again and her guards forcefully dragged/pushed Musori forwards and then tossed him to the ground in front of the slaves. "If you have never seen him or don't recognize him, that is boss Musori, the slaver leader, he is the one who had you taken from your homes and wanted to sell you into a lifetime of servitude. For those thinking 'why don't use him to get past the guards'? Good idea but these people... if he'd allow us to go then he would probably be dead soon due to the loss of respect... or he would hunt each and every one of us down. So best alternative, kill them all and they won't even be able to capture more slaves, so... are you with me? If so, feel free to do with this slaver scum as you wish." She gestured towards Musori.
Musori laughed, "You think that would work? Give some speech and they will rise up? You are a-" He ended the sentence with a gurgle and shuddered violently as a sword was stabbed through his back by a Nikto slave, with a savage cry two other slaves who had taken up swords charged and also started stabbing Musori, over and over, two minutes passed and then a small crowd of slaves stepped back from what was left of the slaver boss who had been repeatedly stabbed, punched, kicked and clawed at. The Nikto who had stabbed Musori first snorted and spat on the corpse, turning to Hadzuska. "What do you plan to do."
She smirked, "My men are going to open those doors and then we charge out and attack the slavers, kill them all... I can't take you with me on my ship but perhaps these slavers have ships around which you can use to return from where you were taken, that or make your new lives here, from what I saw the local population lived in fear of these slavers." While she was saying this the squad was heading to the doors, the two guards who had been with her from the start remained behind, protecting the force twins. "Are you all ready to fight for your freedom?"
The slaves nodded and voiced their agreement.
"Well then", she turned to the twins and winked. "Stay close to those two, they will keep you safe." She moved to the front of the entrance and then nodded to the guards. "Open the gate... open fire on any slaver." She activated her blades, ignoring whatever reaction the slaves might have to those weapons. "Let's deal with some slavers..."
As the gate opened and Hadzuska and the slaves poured out they could see that probably the entire musori gang was present there, most holding swords but a few had gotten blasters from somewhere. They were surprised at first but they were trained to quell slave uprisings and reacting with deadly force. The slavers with blasters firing into the throng of charging slaves while those with swords formed lines and cut down the first line of slaves who only had their bare hands to defend themselves with, it was just a slaughter. Hadzuska's guards had difficult getting a clear shot with the slaves getting in the way and their shots went wild. Only Hadzuska herself seemed to prove her worth as she lashed out with her swords, cutting down four slavers with ease, noticing that their swords were definitely not made of lightsaber resistant materials.
She hissed through her teeth seeing the slaves being cut down, this was not good, she tapped into her reserves of the force, letting out a burst of chain lightning once more to cut down some of the slavers.
Hadzuska's lightning spread out and hit six of the slavers who screamed out in pain as they were fried alive, dropping to the ground like sacks of potatoes. The Black Watch had more effect this time as some of the slavers with blasters in the back dropped down with holes in their heads.
The mob of slavers and slaves alike however gained no advantage either way, the slavers had their weapons but the slaves had the numbers, thought the former were pushed back a little mainly due to the efforts of Hadzuska and her people.
Laughing now she eagerly rushed forward to cut the slavers down.
She rushed forward, cutting herself off from support as a number of slavers took that opportunity to encircle her and seek a opinion while trying to do their best to stay out of reach of her deadly blades.
More shots came from the Black Watch, downing a small number of slavers.
She grinned savagely and with a shout attacked the slavers surrounding her, let them try and hit her, her blades would cut through their swords and their bodies with ease.
She wasn't fooling herself it seems, eight slavers had her surrounded but she jumped and weaved between them, delivering quick, but lethal strikes to each and everyone of them, cutting off arms, legs and then finishing them off with either strikes to the head or stabbing them through the heart. The remaining slavers however showed no sign of giving up and pushed back, cutting down a few slaves with contempt written on their faces.
Again she blasted out with lightning from her fingertips, trying to hit as many slavers as she could while her black watch continued what they did.
The slavers seemed to rally and with cries of vengeance they cut down a score of slaves and seemed about to gain the upper hand, even with the Black Watch sniping some of the leading slavers. But that is when Hadzuska unleashed her torrents of lightning those hopes of the slavers shattered, she must have been tapping into her rage because the lightning that sprang forth just formed a enormous chain, taking more and more slavers, with 14 of them zapped and smoking as they fell to the ground.
But even facing this kind of power the slavers would not relent and continued to fight.
So the slavers were all eager to die, good to know, she would be delighted to give them the opportunity. "Forwards! They show no mercy so let's not give any in return!" She was tempted to do more lightning but perhaps it was best to just play with her sabers now as she moved back into the melee to cut through the slaver scum.
For a moment the sides seemed evenly matched but then it was simply over, with Hadzuska's saberplay, the Black Watch finishing off the slavers with blasters and the slaves finding their courage and just swarmed over the remaining slavers, killing them with their own weapons or simply just using weight of numbers to crush them under their feet.
When the dust settled, several groups of slaves, slowly beginning to realize they were free started to cry in joy, hug and congratulate their fellow freed slaves or started to mourn over their friends who had died now. The majority however, still feeling anger stormed into the mansion and from the sound of things started ransacking and destroying the place.
Hadzuska watched them go and smirked, she could probably get in and see if she could get her hands on whatever credits or other valuables the late boss Musori had in a vault but she had managed to obtain two apprentices for her mistress and that would do, besides. These former slaves could use whatever they could get their hands on. Motioning for her people to come forward, the two twins protectively surroudned by Black Watch they set out for the landing pad with the Corvette.
On their way she tapped her communicator to contact the captain. "This is Hadzuska, returning to the corvette, prepare to leave this planet and plan a course... we are going home to the Academy..."
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Surface of Daalang,
Landing platform on the outskirts of a Hutt Palace....
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Trizz was humming a tune at the bottom of the cargo ramp, only Andrea had been allowed inside the Hutt palace and short after she had entered the noises had come, music, laughter, all the sounds associated with a rather raucous party going on inside. It had been almost 13 hours now and some of the others had been muttering about perhaps charging inside and see if their mistress was in trouble. Trizz had just shrugged and ignored the discussion, checking on lady Talon, making sure her vitals were in order and now had gone out for some fresh air. She was pondering why they had come here, all Andrea had told them that she had received a invitation to come here and attend a Hutt event as a honoured guest or something.
She was just about to lit up a stick of tabacco when she saw a figure approaching, she slowly reached for her blaster but then paused, widenign her eyes for a moment as she recognized the figure as that of her mistress. She dropped the cigarette and crushed it beneath her boot and quickly hurried towards her employer. As she got closer she could notice some oddities, the.... revealing dress her mistress had worn was shredded and torn, barely covering any of her body. There were also signs of dried up... residues.... on her skin. "Mistress, are you-"
Andrea growled and let lightning dance between her fingertips. "We shall never speak of this... go inside, get everyone out of the way to my quarters and inform my aides to tap into our water supply and draw me a bath... and to have them get out all my perfumes... smells... soap... just everything that get me smell anything other than what I have endured inside." She shuddered with revulsion at what she had done inside that palace and to what... but it had been worth it. A million credits... she just hoped nobody would ever hear of this, least of all her fellow sith... if this Hutt slime... or any of those guests inside told anyone about this night... She would hunt each and every one of them down and kill them with her bare hands.
After a moment of waiting Trizz returned and she could get in, letting out a sigh of relief when she encountered no one , when she saw her aides standing ready at the bath she dropped the shreds of clothing she had remaining. "Trizz... incinerate those clothes. And set a course for the rendezvous point with my flagship." With that said she was goign to next day or so in a constant state of bathing and makign sure any trace of this night was gone...
Gained a pair of twins as apprentices,
Force Twins:
Physical:
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Force:
Basic Force Skills
Special:
Twin-linked Forcebond: Strong in the force these twins have been awakened to their potential together and are linked with a force-meld like effect. They can share thoughts, emotions, act at the same time in unison and potentially increase the power of their force abilities when working in concert. Such a bond provides a danger however, because if one gets wounded the backlash through the meld might injure the other twin on some level too. And if one dies... well there have been cases of others dying if one was force bonded in such a way to the other.
'Milk Run' event... earned 100SP for appearing as a holo-soap celebrity for a Hutt fan...
