Jedi Princess

STAR WARS - ROTJ Infinities: Jedi Princess

By The Great Shaggy







Chapter Seven: A New Beginning



Sparks flew off the tip of the plasma soldering torch as it touch the metal clamp that was holding a large shipping container in its precarious position in the aft port cargo hold. Lifting the protective goggles that she was holding to her eyes, Leia Organa stared at the cooling piece of metal to admire her handwork. Well that should hold it now, she thought as she stood up, unless Talia does some wild evasive maneuvering again. A few weeks had passed since she'd join up with the crew of the Cilpher Eagle, whom was own, operated, and piloted by the risk-taking, fiery redhead Talia Loro and her Wookiee first mate and companion Groznik. Since then she'd been learning how to be a part of the crew; from loading and off-loading cargo, to repairing various sorts of mechanical and electrical systems, to reading and plotting courses on the navi-computer, and even some piloting skills. Mostly it had been Groznik teaching more with Talia mostly in a supervisor role, which seemed better since the Wookiee always let Leia know if she screwed up or missed something. At first it was a loud, tooth snarl while pointing towards what she'd done wrong to sometimes him just pushing her out of the way to get it down without showing her, but as the weeks progressed and she started to get a handle on it he'd become less and less vocal. He even once patted her head when she managed to load a whole cargo bay by herself without missing any steps.



Talia, on the other hand, had continue to chastise her no matter how well she did. Nothing could ever be right with her and she made Leia know it, threatening to dump her on every planet they had a run too. Once she even kicked her off the ship when she nearly damaged the portside boarding ramp during an up loading of cargo. It wasn't her fault, the rear repulsor fields malfunction on a liftcrane, causing it to pitch violently downward toppling the shipping container over which barely missed the ramp's left hydraulic strut. If it wasn't for Groz telling her if it wasn't her fault then she would've left her standard on the planet when it came time to leave. It was if she was just searching for an excuse to kick me planet side, she thought as she police up the tools and stored them into the equipment locker. If she hadn't want me to be part of the crew then why did she agree to take me on in the first place, she had wonder and spent many long nights in her bunk thinking about that. Sure she'd screwed up, but she learned from her mistakes and tried hard not to repeat them, and she even picked up on certain stuff faster than others which she knew impressed Groznik, but never Talia.



Maybe it was because of what I once was is the reason she hates me so much, Leia had figured. Up to only a few weeks ago she was a slave to the Hutt gangster Jabba Desilijic Tiure where her sole purpose was to pleasure the Hutt's business clientele, which she excelled at and was highly prized. Now she was nothing, just another free being trying to make her way in the galaxy. Maybe that is why she wanted to stay with Talia and Groznik for the fear of being alone without anyone to take care of her as Master Fortuna had done. Of course she still had to work, but in other ways than what she was use too. She had cried herself asleep many of night the first few days when she kept messing up, wishing she could just go back to doing what she was good at, but as the weeks progress she found that she actually like her new life more and dwelled less on her previous slave life. She like it so much that she gave up spice, which she found to be harder than it seemed, but she'd been clean for a week and although she still got the urge to snuff a gram or two, she managed to fight it off although it was still a constant problem.



Thankfully I don't have to worry about it since we don't have any onboard currently, she thought to herself as she left the cargo bay and made her way back to the cockpit. Entering the freighter's cramp flight deck, she settled herself into the navigator's acceleration chair that was seated right behind the pilot's chair that was currently filled by Talia. "Everything is still good in the cargo holds. Just a couple broken clamps that were a quick fix," she said.



The redhead woman just snorted. "They wouldn't have broken had they been latch down properly the first time. Those clamps are coming out of your cut."



Leia sighed but said nothing. No point in arguing since all she would do is dock her more. Her cut wasn't much, just a percent, but depending on the whatever the cargo was for the run it could be worth a mere few hundred to a few thousand credits. Of course whatever she wasn't dock was spent on spice up until recently. Just thinking about the drug caused her hand to twitch uncomfortable and Leia had to hide it. However after this run she was going to spend all her credits again, not on spice this time, but on a good blaster. The Eagle did have a small arsenal of weapons hidden in a secret compartment, but as Talia had stated that 'those were for her and Groz only. If she wanted one she'd have to get her own'. So that was what she was planning on doing once this run was over and she got her cut.



The rest of the trip to Mirial went smoothly. As the Cilpher Eagle reverted back to realspace, Groz gave the surrounding space a quick scan before growling something to Talia, which seem to appease her as he swung the freighter towards the planet. Situated on the Outer Rims in the Illisurevimurasi sector, Mirial was an frigid, dry homeworld to the Mirialans, a near-human species whose appearance varied from yellow-green akin to paler skin very similar to humans. Although the sector was well beyond the front lines of the Imperial Civil War, Loyalist forces had slowly been infiltrating Extremist held territory, mostly with commando units, to sow seeds of dissension. Since resupply was impossible through normal means, smugglers were used to bring in whatever supplies were requested; from propaganda material, to replacements, medical supplies, and even explosive and weapons. The risk were great, with the opposite side stating all those who are caught smuggling would be executed, but the pay was beyond what the usually clientele for the normal jobs would offer.



The comm panel chime for attention and Talia took a deep breath as she flick a switch and a authoritative male voice filtered through the cockpit. "Approaching YT-1300 freighter, this is Mirial Security Authority, identify yourself."



"Freighter Stantz Harvest on a inbound approach vector to the Cabouas Spaceport," she replied.



There was a brief pause as whoever was on the receiving end of the transmission scan the Eagle's forgo identification disk. "Stantz Harvest, state cargo and intentions."



"Mirial Security Authority, cargo as follows. Twenty percent perishable items, forty percent mechanical equipment, ten percent labor droids, fifteen percent medical, and another fifteen percent resources. No passengers or other droids besides crew of three. Requesting layover of approximately eight standard planet hours to off load, repairs, and refuel."



There was yet another long pause before the reply. "Stantz Harvest, you are cleared to land on berth pad Theta Seven Two Four with no longer than six hours ground time allotted. Be prepared to receive inspection and custom team once landed. All regulations as well as penalties for any contraband items will be enforced. There will be no other warnings. Mirial Security Authority out."



"Peachy fellow," comment Leia as Talia killed the comms.



"Kowalian monkey lizard official is all, reading off a script as usual," comment Talia before saying, "Better get back to the cargo holds and make sure everything is ready for the mynocks with the pads."



Making her way to the rear of the Eagle, Leia began checking all the cargo containers, making sure everything was tight and secure with the manifest pads clearly visible and ready for inspection. Before leaving each bay, however, she made sure to rap the heel of her boot on each particular spot on the deck, making sure that the panels that covered the hidden smuggling compartments were fasten and secured. That was the rouse of this sort of smuggling; show the officials with the datapads what was in both your hands, but not what you were hiding up your sleeves. It was just one type out of many that Leia had learn the past few weeks.



When she felt a tremble throughout the ship and the whining down of the engine roar, Leia's hand slap on the portside boarding ramp. There was an audible snap as the atmospheric seal was broken and the recycle, scrubbed air of the interior of the freighter was replaced with a cool, arid air of Mirial. Taking in a deep breath of the fresh air, even if it was tinged with hints of engine coolant, hydraulic fluid, liquid metal fuel, and about a dozen or so more odors that permeated the atmosphere of any given spaceport, it was by far better than the heavily scrubbed air that was breathe constantly during transit. She had barely tkane three deep lung filling breathes of the fresh air let when five uniform officials appeared at the bottom of the ramp. Four were Mirialans, all of them a yellowish-green skin hue, and the a human sporting an Imperial uniform. Leia didn't bother to invite them in for they just march right up the boarding ramp and pushed pass her.



She gave them a dirty look but said nothing as the team split into three different groups; one heading to the portside holds, the other to the starboard side, and the Imperial Officer towards the cockpit. Leia followed after the closes of the groups knowing that Groznik would take the other while Talia handle the officer. The inspection took longer than she hoped for with the agents going over the entire ship from stem to stern with sensors, looking for hidden compartments, checking all the container manifests, and doing random spot checks by having the crew open up select cargo containers. When the two teams gave their reports that they found no discrepancies to the Imperial Officer, he glared back at the team leaders as if he didn't want to believe them, and when they didn't change their tone he begrudgingly sign off on the reports and gave Talia permission to start unloading the ship.



Once the custom teams had departed, they didn't just go right about unloading however. All three of them went over the interior and exterior of the Eagle to make sure the agents hadn't slipped in a listening device or holo-camera with the intent to catch them in the act of an illegal activity when off-loading their cargo. When three checks came back with nothing found, then they went about unloading the cargo containers while Talia waited outside for the contacts' flatbed speeder. About halfway through the unloading process, Talia motion with her hand as a speeder approach that had red stripes running down both sides of the crew cab. When it drew closer, Leia watch as Talia approach the cab, engage some words with a Mirialan driver inside and then gave her the single to bring out the special crates. Everything had work up to this moment which had been explain to her as the most dangerous part of a smuggling run. Although the code phrase or signal had pass cleanly between the two parties, you couldn't be sure if in fact the other party was suppose to be your contact and not planetary security agents posing as such. The same could be said about the ship and its crew as well. The transfer could either be in the process of changing hands, near the end, or just afterwards when a trap could be sprung on the unsuspecting party.



Or both.



But that wasn't Leia's job. Her job was to make sure the right crates got to right truck and she prided herself in her new found organizational skills to make sure that happen. She move fast and with a purpose to transfer the designated creates to the flatbed speeder while Talia outside and Groznik in the cockpit scan for the slightest hint of Mirial Security Forces or worse, white armor-clad stormtroopers. The transfer went smoothly and neither the planet security or Imperial troops show a presence. Finally after two hours all the cargo containers had been transferred, the hold hatches dog and sealed, the refueling lines hook up, and a few minor repairs that needed to be taken care of were finished. Leia had just sat down when Talia appeared and tossed her some credit discs.



"Here's your share," she said. Leia stared at the credit discs and saw it wasn't much as she was hoping for. Although she had a full share that was only a percent, she still wasn't consider a part of the crew so Talia took deductions out for what she called 'room and board', not to mention all the other 'damage' deductions she tack on as well. "Since we got three hours of ground time to spend, me and Groz are headed off for Spacers' Lane. You can come or stay, doesn't matter to me one bit."



Spacers' Lane was a slang term for a seedy area that grew up around a spaceport which catered exclusively to offworld spacers. The district was usually a hive of cantinas where one could broker another deal or drown their misfortunes, brothels pack with willing females of various species, vendors that peddle their wares ranging for salvaged starship parts to droids, and of course the black market arms dealers that could have anything from a hold-out blaster to a military grade onboard ship weaponry. The Eagle was already boosting some of the illegal hardware that could get her impounded on any planet Core ward, but on the Rims most officials turned a blind eye as long as no trouble was being caused.



Leia let out a long sigh as she made the credit chips disappear into her vest pocket and rose to her feet. "Beats sitting around fingering myself, I guess," she muttered.



Talia choose to ignore the sarcastic comment as she made her way to the boarding ramp where the Wookiee was waiting. The trio paused for second once leaving the ship to make sure the onboard security system had activated before venturing across the spaceport to Spacers' Lane. Leia was like a child, her eyes darting in every which direction at once. She couldn't remember that last time she actually was able to walk outdoors amongst a crowd of beings. After all Master, no stop call him that, she told herself silently, Fortuna had always kept her sequestered with the only contact being that with either the clientele or the Twi'lek majordomo himself. Even after three weeks having being free from servitude this was the first time she was actually intermingling with complete strangers without having to be told to do so. It was a weird and exhilarating experience.



From time to time, Groznik had to look back to make sure the wide-eye Alderaani was still with them, even occasionally having to grab her vest to pull her long. He growled at her each time, which Leia took to him saying to 'stop gawking and start walking'. She nodded to show her appreciation, causing the Wookiee to snort. But he didn't mind since she was starting to grow on him a bit, unlike his life debt human partner. As the trio approach a cantina, Leia could see a holo-advertisement sign that had been erected just above the watering hole's main entrance. She couldn't read what it said since it was in a language she couldn't understand but from images being displayed it seem to be some sort of traveling act was performing at the cantina. The trio made their way inside the joint and Leia had to blink her eyes to allow them to adjust to the dimly lit interior. The place was already crowded with various fringe-type beings, many of whom were congregating towards a rope off area that was patrolled by tough looking thugs brandishing all sorts of stun batons and even a force pike or two.



She didn't know how Talia did it, maybe she used Groznik to persuade the occupants to move, but she found a vacate table towards the side of the cantina in a darken enclave where they had a decent view of the stage and a eye shot of the main entrance. Perfect so as to see who was coming into the establishment while enjoying the show. A service droid came up and took their orders for their choice of drink. Since Leia didn't know what to get she just ordered what Talia was having since it sounded good. Talia gave her a skeptical look but said nothing. The droid appeared a few minutes later with their drinks before scooting off to serve another patron. Leia eyed her drink in mystification; it was a yellowish-brown in color and was cap off with bubbling white fume. Cautiously she brought it up and took a sniff of the liquid; smelt like burnt straw. She glance up to see Talia raise her glass and take a long pull. Wanting to fit in with the group, Leia took a deep breath before taking a long swig from her drink. The bubbles tickled the tip of her nose and she nearly gag at the bitter taste of the drink as it wash through her mouth and down her throat. She didn't know if it smelt worse than it tasted.



Talia was grinning and Groznik was chuckling as Leia lowered the drink and shook her head. "You should see the look on your face when you took that first pull, kiddo. Boy do I wish I had a holo-camera to capture that," said Talia before taking another pull from her drink.



"What is this stuff?" asked Leia as she stared down at the foaming drink. She took another sip, cautiously this time, and still shudder at the bitter taste.



"Some species call it Bitter Water, others call it Ale, on Cilpher we just call it Beer," answered the redhead. "Go on, what are you waiting for, finish it since I paid for it."



She didn't want too, but it wasn't like she had a choice. Sighing, Leia choke down the rest of the bitter ale and choke when some almost started down the wrong internal pipe which only got a laugh form the smuggling dio. Talia waved her hand and the service droid came rushing up to the table again.



"Another round," she said.



"No," Leia squeak, "I'm good."



"You should order something since you're paying for this one." When Leia gave her a stun look, she explained, "The last who finish their drink picks up the next round. And if they don't drink, they continue to pay."



No wonder she invited me to tag long, Leia thought as she narrowed her eyes at the laughing redhead across from her. Feeling her cheeks becoming enflamed she ordered herself the same drink. "I'll make a wager with you," she said after the droid departed. "Between you and me."



"I'm listening," answered Talia.



"First one who finishes this round doesn't pay anymore."



Groznik howled in approval as Talia grinned again. "You're on then, but I choose the drink."



"Fine," agreed Leia before her mind had time to process what Talia had said.



When the droid came back, Talia said, "Bring us two Flameouts. And it better be perfect," and then added as the droid turn, "And and make it snappy!"



And the droid did as Leia sat there pondering what in the galaxy was a Flameout. When the droid set the two drinks in front of the two women, Leia stared down at the small shot glass that was filled to the brim with a clear liquid. It gave off a slight, pleasant odor but that was about it. Talia grabbed her glass and wait for Leia to grasp hers.



"We go on three. Once done, slam the glass down," said Talia.



Leia nodded as she brought the tip of the glass brim to a few millimeters from her lips. Slowly the redhead Cilpher woman counted down. When three was barely out of her mouth Leia was pouring the clear liquid down her throat. She wish she hadn't as her tongue felt like it was scalding as if she stuck it into a fire and her throat felt like she was swallowing an ice cube. What is this, she thought but willed her body that was screaming at her to stop, to continue guzzling the strong drink with her will power. It felt like eternity before she finished the strange concoction and slammed the glass down. She blinked her eyes as she shook her head to clear her thoughts since she thought she heard Talia laughing. And she was laughing along with Groznik, her untouched Flameout still held in her hands.



"I wouldn't believe it with my own eyes if I haven't been here to see it," cried out Talia. "I can't believe you did it."



"Did what?"



"You're not suppose to chug a Flameout, only sip it," Talia explained.



It took a moment for Leia's mind to registry what was begin explain to her and she felt her heat rising again. Now I'm the brunt of a joke? All Leia wanted to do was grab the empty glass before her and throw it at the chuckling redhead Cilpher woman, but she was interrupted at that moment when a voice cried put that echoed throughout the entire cantina.



"Now the moment you've all cram in here to see. She's performed all across Rims and into your hearts. And for some of you, into your sick, twisted fantasies. Let's hear it for that beautiful mystic Togruta gem, Salje Tasha!"



The name of the performer was barely out when hastily hung curtains on a shabby-looking stage departed to reveal an orange-skin Togruta sitting in a chair clothed in a flowing robe that glimmered in the light that covered her whole form. The band behind her struck up a tone and the Togruta broke out into a soft melody that actually seem to quiet the ruckus masses before her. The voice was calm and soothing, sounding almost hypnotic as it raise and lower in pitch without even more than a shrill. Leia had never heard of anything more beautiful than the voice emanating from the Togruta. She sang to the melody as the band play in a slow, deliberately rhythmic pace, but with each end of a chorus line the tempo would increase in pitch. After five more chorus lines, the percussionist crashed his cymbals in sequence and the stage exploded to life as Salje flung off her robe to reveal her lush, hairless form dressed in skimpy attire as other females of varying species appeared behind her to back up her dancing and voice with their own. The crowd erupted in approval as the protective ring of thugs in front of the stage gripe their stun batons tighter as the Salje and her back-up singers twirled their lush forms in a frenzy of song and dance.



Although the crowd and music was deafening inside the claustrophobic cantina, Leia found herself mesmerized by the swirling form of Salje. The Togruta's outside wasn't anything that Leia wasn't use too; her large swaying breast were covered in a ornamental brassier that appeared to made up of three metal gold colored plates that seem to hung to large melons, the bottom piece was also a ornamental gold metal plate with a black leather thong and with a sheer patterned thigh length skirt that didn't hid her well rounded ass checks, and adorning her white and black lekkus were sparkling bracelets and a golden neck collar. The back-up singers were a tad bit more clothed thus to focus all attention onto Salje. She played to the crowd, grinding herself against stage props, musicians in the band, or against the other female singers, which the crowd exploded in approval. When she finally ended, Leia still hadn't broken her stare as she bowed and made kissing gestures to the crowd.



Then as she rose from another bow she suddenly turned and lock her gaze onto Leia.



That act snapped Leia out of her trance and she shook her head, blinking her eyes only to see that the Togruta was once again taking one last bow, before waving and hustling off stage as the crowd suddenly started to surge forward. Cries mixed with cat calls as the thugs struck anyone who was foolish enough to try and break through their lines. As the crowd drew more rowdy, Talia rose and motion towards the entranceway, knowing what was about to happen. They managed to get out just as the raucous was gaining full motion inside and it was then that Leia realized that her hands were shaking again. I wish it was for the frigid air, she thought.



"Well that was fun," muttered Talia. Groznik let out a flurry of roars and bark and Talia threw her arms up. "Okay, yeah, I'll admit that Salje whatever had a great voice and all, but the way she acted she'd no better than a twenty-credit whore. Present company excluded," she quickly added.



"Whatever," replied Leia. "Look I want to get something. I'll meet yea back at the Eagle."



"We only got about an hour a half left so better make it snappy," comment Talia before she turn to leave.



The Wookiee co-pilot gave Leia a quick shrug before dashing off to catch up with Talia. Leia just shook her head before she turn and made her way towards the market area. As she walk, she couldn't help but kept thinking of that gaze that Salje had given her. But then again, maybe she wasn't looking right at her, maybe she was looking at someone else. It was a possibility but then why did she like...forget it, it was probably that damn Flameout that Talia had trick her into drinking.

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The market area was just as crowded as the cantina was.



It wasn't much to look at however, much to Leia's dismay. Booths lined a long stretch of street were dealers shouted in a mixture of different languages trying to shout down their competition and draw in prospective buyers. Unsure where to start, Leia figured to eye browse on the left side first until she reached the end and then move back down the opposite direction to gain a full knowledge of what the merchants had to offer before moving back to the ones she wish to attempt to purchase from. It sounded like a good plan until about half way down the first side of vendors and she hadn't found a single one peddling weaponry. She told herself not to lose hope as she continue to make her way down the line, ignoring the various calls from dealers trying to get her attention. As she reached the end of the first line, she shook her head in frustration. Where in the fracking galaxy were the weapons dealers, she began to wonder.



As she made her way back down the opposite direction she noticed that there were adjacent alleyways that were neatly hidden in enclaves. She stopped to glance down one and spotted other, more seedy-looking beings lurking in the alleys. Maybe she was approaching it from the wrong angle; she was thinking like an ordinary, law a bidding citizen when she should be thinking more along the lines of a fringe-type smuggler that operated around the law. Gathering her courage, she glanced in both directions to make sure there weren't any nearby Security Patrols before proceeding into one the alleyways. As she walked she saw a pale-skin Mirialan hanging back in the shadows of a door archway up ahead.



He glanced up when he see her approaching and snarled, "What do you want?"



"Looking for a blaster. Got any?"



The Mirialan ran his eyes over her body before snorting. "What does a pretty thing like you want a blaster for?"



Annoyed, Leia didn't give in to the sarcastic comment that came to mind. "If you don't got any, then the credits I have will end up in someone else's pockets."



She turned to leave when he growled, "I didn't say I didn't have any." He glance down the alley and then key the door open behind him. "This way."



Following the Mirialan in, it took all of Leia's willpower not to gawk at all the hardware that was on display inside. Her eyes ran over various blasters and was amazed at the selection; Blastech Industries, Merr-Sonn, SoroSuub, Prax Arms, Sachra, and even custom pieces. From the smallest hold-out to large rifles, it seem that the Mirialian had it all.



"Whatcha looking for?" he asked.



Now that is a good question, she figured since she hadn't given it much thought so she said the first thing that came to mind. "Something that can put someone down with one shot and pierce heavy combat armor, but something not too heavy or clumsy to handle."



The Mirialan weapons dealer heard what Leia had to say, then went over to a cabinet and brought back a weapon. "Merr-Sonn Munitions Model 44 blaster pistol. Modeled after Blastech's DL-44 Heavy Blaster, but not as powerful. and currently being used by Imperial Forces galaxy wide."



Leia took the weapon and held it in her hands. It felt good, weight just about right, and didn't feel clumsy. "How much?"



"Eight hundred credits."



Leia grimaced at hearing the price and the Mirialan must've been watching her for an expression for as soon as he saw it he took the blaster away from her.



"How much do you have. It'll make this a lot easier." Leia named the amount and he then disappeared around a corner again and came back with a different weapon that look far older than what Leia was hoping it get a few minutes later. "Blastech Industries DC-15 side-arm blaster, used extensively by the Old Republic's clone troops during the Clone Wars. Seventy rounds discharge rate per minute, that's seven per second. It ain't powerful against the newer stormtrooper armor, but put enough of bolts in the same spot and it'll go through anything outside of permcrate and durasteel."



"If it's so good than why is it so cheap?"



"Just like all old weapons, finding power cells and Tibanna gas cartridges that fits it's design is a taxing challenge, especially with the former Republic military surplus. Blastech doesn't manufacture them anymore and the ones you do get are usually when a supply officer turns silent entrepreneur to make a quick credit dishing out absolute equipment when his superior is looking the other way."



"So even if I do get it it's basically worthless for me to use," stated Leia.



"Who says I don't have a cache of power cells and gas cartridges for it?" smiled the black market dealer.



"Okay I'll take the weapon and what credits left over for a equal supply of cells and cartridges."



"Sorry, but I only have one of these weapons left so you'll have to take everything in a package deal."



"And that is worth the amount of credits I have?"



"Unfortunately no."



This is starting to feel like I'm going around in circles, thought Leia as she started to grew impatient with the haggling Mirialan. "Then why show it to me if I don't have the amount of credits you're looking for?"



He didn't drop his grin as he replied, "I'm offering it to you for the credits you got and a blowjob."



Leia felt her heart skip a beat upon hearing the offer. If he had said the same thing a few weeks ago to her, she wouldn't have hesitated to drop to her knees. Now that she was free and no longer had a master to please she was second guessing herself. I don't have to do that any longer. I can just tell him off and walk right out of here and try on the next planet we stop at, she told herself but then she eyed the blaster that he held in his hands. She really wanted it since it would be the first possession that she actually would've possessed that was hers and hadn't been given to her. Resigning herself to her old ways one more time, she dropped to her knees in front of the Mirialan, her hands tugging at the fasteners of his trousers. He must've been expecting an argument with her instead of being totally compliant for his whole body jerked when she fished out his limp member through the fabric folds. It wasn't much to look at, she'd seen far bigger specimens of the male organ in her time, but she did her best, gingerly stroking the pale organ into a semi-erect state before wrapping her smooth lips over it.



She tasted the salty, sour pre-cum on her tongue as she expertly wrapped her moisten appendage around the organ, teasing it's sensitive head each time she bobbed her head, taking its entire length into her throat. Never before had he felt such overwhelming sensation of pleasure. He prided himself on being able to last a long time since the whores in Spacers' Lane charged by the blow and not how long it took to achieve the end results. But this female human had did something dozens of others could never do, she got him to orgasm within barely a few minutes. Leia knew he was about to cum as he gripped either side of her head to keep her head on his quivering piece as the tip erupted, filling her orifice with his hot spank. She relaxed her throat and drank the sticky seed until she felt the pressure subsiding on her head allowing her to pull up, releasing his soften cock from her mouth in the process. He stared at her speechlessly as she rose and took the blaster from his palm, replacing it with the credit chips.



"And the cells and cartridges," she said.



He disappeared for a brief second before reappearing with a small shoulder bag that he handed Leia, who snatched it from his hands and stuff the blaster into it as she made her way towards the door.



She was just opening the door when the Mirialan finally found his voice. "I'll give whatever you want in my stock if you let me fuck you."



"Stuff your dick in twenty-credit whore instead," she spat back and left.



Beating a hasty exit out of the alleyway and back into the market area before the Mirialan got any notion to attempt to get what he wanted from her with force, Leia took a deep sigh of relief as she walked. No more, that is the last time I'm ever going to do that again, she silently promised herself. She glance down at her wrist chrono and let out a silent curse; she only had about half an hour to make it back to the Eagle. Cursing at herself again for dilly dandling, she broke out into a run, weaving her way through the crowds as she tried to visualize the route back to the Cilpher Eagle's berthing pad. She was just passing the cantina that she'd visited early, and duck around a large group when she ran head first into another group. Her momentum caused the lead member to stumble backwards into his trailing followers, causing them to spill to the dusty ground and become entangled.



"Fracking bitch, watch where you're fracking going," a voice just below her cried out.



The harshness of the voice caused Leia to suddenly freeze as a cold chill went up her spine. She'd heard that voice before. She glance down to come face to face with a balding Corellian; he'd put on some weight and his skin was a more darker pigment, but the scar directly across his forehead still gave him away. Her eyes widen to the size of a binary moon as she attempted to free herself before he recognize her for who she was.



She wasn't fast enough as he grabbed her arm and smiled. "We'll look what I caught," he announced as Leia struggled to free herself from his grip. "Never would I've thought I'd run into you again after hearing about Jabba's unfortunate end. But it looks like the stars have finally align for me."



With her freed arm, she punched Ennio Lucenta, who was once one of Jabba's major spice business associates and was also one of Leia's regulars, in the chest with all her might. "Let go of me. I'm not a slave anymore," she cried out in protest.



"Not to Jabba anymore," he said wickedly. "I wonder if you're still tight as you once were."



The words were barely out of his mouth before he was groping at her crotch, pushing his fingers up into her cunt through the fabric of her trousers. Leia's body betrayed her as her mouth let out a squeal and her pussy started to become wet. Ennio laughed even more as he increased the pace of his fingers entering her snatch, causing her legs to weaken. Leia's mind was a blur of thought; she had to get away somehow, but her body was starting to give into the sensation between her legs and if that happen her new life would suddenly come to an end. Then she remembered she wasn't defensive less anymore; she had a blaster! Crying out in delight as she lowered her body to meet his fingers, her freed hand darted into the opening of her bag and pulled out her newly acquired possession.



"Blaster!" one of Ennio's cohorts shouted.



Her finger depressed on the trigger, hoping that the bolt would burn a hole clean through the former Hutt business partner. But it didn't for he released his hold on her arm as he duck to the side. The blue plasma bolt struck one of his laughing associates behind him instead, knocking his twitching corpse to the ground. Leia backpedal, shifting her aim towards Ennio and fired off another round, but it went wide. She didn't get another chance as the two blaster shots caused the once bustling street to became a scene of pandemonium with beings running in every which direction as a few bolts of coherent light flash past Leia, striking either innocent bystanders or various buildings. Seeing someone pointing a weapon at her, she depressed the trigger on her blaster again, this time holding it down causing it to fire a constant stream of plasma where she was pointing it. Ennio's cohort went down, having two of his limbs literally burned off, as well as four others that happen to get in the way of her wild shots. Cries and screams from the wounded mixed with those running for their lives as Leia, who was now beyond petrified, turned and ran as fast as she could.



"Get her, you lousy mynocks," Leia heard Ennio shouting behind her.



What have you done, Leia, you killed innocent people, she thought as she ran, ducking down alleyways and around corners in a vain attempt to loss her pursuers. It couldn't be helped, I panic. Well stop panicking and think more clearly next time. If there is a next time as Leia glance over her shoulder to see if she had lost her pursuers. A beam of coherent light answered that question for her which willed herself to run faster. Tearing through another alleyway and into a market, she hurdle over a stand, which not only surprised the owner but herself as well since she didn't know she could jump that high. Of course the owner got a bigger surprise when a few blaster bolts slammed into it and then was knocked over by the motley group of pursuers. Turning yet another corner, Leia grabbed a multi-color robe from a nearby cart and flung it around herself as she slowed herself to a brisk walk and then absorbed herself at studying the items on a nearby cart. Out of the corner of her eye she watched her pursuers erupt from the alleyway and ran down the street giving her hope that they would keep going. But then they too slowed and started to look in every which direction attempting to spot her.



Her disguise would've probably kept her safe she figured if it wasn't for a weathered old Mirialan woman pulling the robe off of her and scowled her in her native tongue. One of the pursuers spotted her immediately and called out to his companions causing her to take off in the opposite direction yet again. "Where is a security force when you need one," she muttered to herself as she ran.



Since she couldn't lose them on the ground, she decided to try the roofs as she scampered up a nearby stairwell and soon found herself dodging around cooling units, antennas and dishes of varying sizes, advertising signs, and even furniture from time to time as she jumped from roof to roof. But no matter what she tried, her pursuers stayed with her. Her eyes then widen when she saw that there was nothing but upon air when she came to end of the last roof. Unable to slow, she hurdled herself into the empty atmosphere, her limbs flapping in all directions is if she was attempting to either slow her descent or to fly. She came down hard, pain shooting through her legs as they buckled, pitching her forward. But she managed to avoid serious injury by instinctive rolling tightly into a ball that propelled her back up onto her feet and took off again past a shocked Mirialan couple that were copulated together in what they thought was the privacy of their courtyard. How did I know how to do that, she wondered as she jump up, grabbing the edge of the wall and hauled herself over the top and back to the ground before taking a moment to gather her thoughts and gain a sense of direction. Then to her astonishment she say the entrance to the spaceport not more than a couple hundred meters away.



About half the distance she managed to reach when a new voice cried out to her. "You, the human female in the brown vest, stop right there!"



Turning she saw two Mirialan security officers approaching her, but it didn't look like they were there to assist her, not since they were brandishing their own weapons. "Oh you got to be kidding me," comment Leia as she took off running again, this time away from security officers just a few minutes before she was hoping to run into. Could this day get any worse?



And it did as she spotted an repulsor car that seem to be circling overhead which Leia figure to be relaying her position to the on ground security officers as two more appeared to give chase. Cursing, Leia duck back into an alley and back out into a crowded street. She spared a moment to glance down at her chronometer and saw that she had less than ten minutes to make it to the Eagle, that is if it was still there. If she didn't make it into the spaceport soon she wasn't going to make it. But going through the main entrance was only a good way to get herself arrested which meant the only way that she figured was over the fence. Then she recalled that some buildings were situated near the fence line. If she could reach the roof tops and the gap wasn't that much maybe, just maybe she could clear the top of the fence. And maybe break your legs in the process, she thought but she was out of options as a stun beam slammed into the wall behind her.



Clearing the alleyway, she used the crowded streets to keep the security officers from using their weapons since they were more cautious than Ennio's thugs were. Spotting the buildings in question, Leia jumped and caught the end of the emergency ladder with her finger tips and hauled herself up the ladder as a few stun beams slammed into the wall around her. Don't think, keep moving, your almost there, she told herself. Flinging herself over the edge onto the roof, she ran at full tilit towards the edge of the roof that faced the spaceport's fence. But as she drew closure to the edge she realized that the gap was going to be too great for her to clear it. Unable to stop, she silently told herself she would make it, that she had to make it, and kept that thought to the very last moment before launching herself into nothingness.



And to her astonishment somehow she cleared the gap and the fence line.



Landing hard, she went sprawling out and rolled a few times before coming to a stop. She took a quick glance back and was shock to see the length of the expanse that she miraculously cleared. It had to be at least fifteen meters with a fall of three she figured. How did she manage to do that she began to wonder. Think about it later, get to the ship, she told herself. Nearing the pad, she was relieved to see that it was still there and to make it even better it looked like it was ready to leave as she spotted Talia standing at the bottom of the boarding ramp with her arms cross.



"Well it's about time that you final-hey!"



"No time to gab," Leia said as she grabbed Talia's hand and hauled her up the ramp behind her.



Minutes later the Eagle was clear of Mirial's atmosphere and streaking towards the safety of open space. Talia ignored all calls for them to return to the surface immediately as Leia explained the reason why they were so hot and bothered. Well, she didn't tell them everything since she decided it was for the best to leave out the part of her clearing a fifteen meter gap by willing herself to just jump it. As she finished she was ready for Talia explode on her for what she'd caused, but instead she found that the redhead was laughing and shaking her head.



"Seems like someone needs some target practice, huh Groz?" giggled Talia.



The Wookiee chuckled as he reached behind and rough up Leia's hair.



Talia glanced over her shoulder as she pulled back on the hyperspace levelers. "Perhaps maybe we can make you into a descend smuggler after all."



The comment was enough for Leia to forget everything that happen on Mirial.





TO BE CONTINUED.....