Hey everyone! I'm back! So there's gonna be four prologues before the real action starts up. Please sit back and enjoy!
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The Correllian snuck along the passageway, trying to make every move silent. The moment he was discovered this whole mission was down the drain. He could hear them down the hall, their high pitched giggle piercing the silence. The sound made him want to be sick. If anyone purposefully made that sound, they probably had done some other things to get this bounty on their heads. And he knew fully well what she had done. He had gotten debriefed on her various criminal activities before setting out on the job.
There was some talking, it sounded like her voice still, coming from the room up ahead. Then there was another sound, another person talking. 'Crap, she isn't alone!' He thought to himself.
He stopped and listened hard. The second person talked again and he smiled to himself at the realization; they were just talking on the hologram. But that meant he didn't know when their conversation would end. He knew plenty of girls who could go on for hours talking on the hologram.
Checking to make sure his blaster was still loaded, a nervous habit he had, he continued down the hall. Finally he reached her room.
It was a high-ceilinged room that was lavishly decorated. The color theme of the room was pink, a pink which made him want to gag. The bed was in the center of the room and had a pink, feathery canopy hanging over it. The floor was a rosy marble and on the farthest wall, there was a floor to ceiling window that was the full length of the wall. It provided her with a splendid view of the Coruscant night with all the speeders driving by. There was a huge ornate door, which he had earlier identified on the provided layout of her house as her room-sized walk-in closet. There was a large make-up desk vanity thing. This had a large mirror and a pink cushioned stool in front of it. That was where she was sitting.
Luckily she wasn't going to draw out the conversation any longer. She hung up and began playing with her electric blue hair. She then added some make-up to her pink skin. Apparently the Zeltron singer had a date tonight. Too bad.
He strode into the room and she quickly noticed him in her mirror. She stood up and faced him, making sure the stool was between them. She'd need a lot more than that to keep him from getting his bounty.
"Who are you? How did you get in?" She asked. She was truly gorgeous, he had to give her that. Other than that and her good singing voice, she was a dim witted, aristocratic brat. And he truly despised those types of girls.
"I think you know why I'm here." He stated cocking his blaster and stopping several feet before her.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about!" She stuttered angrily.
"Spice dealing, housing smuggling operations, black market; Lady I could go on for days." He said listing them all on his fingers.
"So, who hired you bounty hunter?" She asked in a snooty voice, putting a disgusted emphasis on the last two words.
"Someone who has had enough and wants their payment." He stated.
"Andre?" She gasped in realization.
"Yeah." He said, rolling his eyes.
"I should have gotten rid of him while I had the chance." She murmured.
"Yes, you should've." He said, firing his blaster. He had no remorse over what he had done. She was just another sleazy, no-good criminal with a price on their head. He was sick of doing the small jobs, though. They were too easy.
Dengar shook his head in disgust as he dragged the body out to his speeder and drove off, back down to the under levels for his payment on this job.
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