Between the Lines: A Smuggler's Story
AN: Bioware is the owner of the familiar parts, but I felt like the story had so much more to it than the game would allow the story writers to show. So this is my take on what happens behind the scenes!
Alienna smiled and stretched a bit as she rolled out of bed. Not her bed but still comfortable enough. Checking to make sure her sabbacc winnings were still in her pants pocket she began to get dressed trying not to wake the man in the bed. She had just hit to door to the refreser open when he sat up slowly watching her.
"Leaving without saying goodbye?" Tore wasn't surprised, they had done this before and this was the first time she hadn't made it out without waking him. She hoped he wasn't getting attached to her, she had warned him that she wasn't looking for permanence.
"Well I got what I came for; the shipment isn't going to fly itself to Ord." Alienna leaned over and began to wash her face. " Thank you for pulling those strings for me and getting me the job on Ord. I hope I can impress my employer, Ord is a goldmine. I wouldn't mind being set for life."
"It was a small favor for a friend." He sat watching he intently. "You think you could come back when your done? I miss you when you're out roaming the galaxy, the Cantina isn't the same."
She looked at him and sighed "Tore I told you nothing serious. I thought you understood I don't like to play that way. It's not fair with my job, and I'm not ready to give up my ship just yet."
"I know, I know." He held his hands up defensively, even though he tried to hide the hurt look on his face. " I am worlder through and through, I get space sick. You're still young I mean you're only 23, practically a baby."
Alienna shot him a sorry look and ignored the below the belt comment about her age. She sat down once again on the bed to pull on her boots and she felt him creep up beside her and begin to trail kisses up her shoulder and neck. She groaned a little knowing that she couldn't, and shouldn't stay. Tore was fun to be with, and certianly attractive but she would go stir crazy in this small little town with only one Cantina. Even if she was with the owner the stars would beckon her and she'd break his heart.
Tore stopped what he was doing. "Is there nothing I can do to convince you?"
"Not just yet. I am not ready. I really am sorry." She kissed him and quickly rose. "Maybe someday, but I don't want you to feel like you have to wait for me. Like I said; nothing serious here. I need space, if that ever changes I promise you'll be the first to know."
Tore was looking at his feet underneath the sheet of the bed barely acknowledging what she was saying. She didn't look back as she left the house for the Spaceport not wanting to give him any more false hope, feeling like a total jerkface for leaving a wonderful guy like Tore in the dust. The ship was fine luckily for her since she always flew alone. She wouldn't get lonely the stars were company enough, at least that's what she told herself. A crew would be nice so she could rest easy sometimes but not a needed when she could do everything herself. She knew this ship like the back of her hand or her favorite blaster. Yes indeed she was fine on her own.
Sitting in the Captain's chair she did her pre-flight check and punched in the coordinates for Ord Mantell into the Nav computer that her contact had given her and sat back for the long ride. Watching the stars fly by lulled her to sleep, and she didn't wake until her alarms sounded. Waking up abruptly gave her a nasty headache and she grabbed the controls hard. Maneuvering through what was obviously a large aerial battle she cursed under her breath wishing she hadn't been up winning sabbacc so late the night before. It was a stupid mistake that cost her a blaster blot to the side of her ship but thankfully the shields held. She had a bumpy landing but all in all it could be worse, she could have died making a newbie mistake like falling asleep in flight for a job. A dangerous one at that.
She tried to look smooth as she walked down the ramp and out of her ship. Her contact was in the port to greet her.
"It takes guts flying in the middle of a battlefield, nice flying."
"I did it with my eyes closed. Chalk it up to great reflexes and crackerjack timing." Alienna was only half joking.
Her contact ignored her none the less and went on with introductions. "Separatists are shooting everyone the trys to land. Names Skavak I'm picking up those blasters in your cargo hold." He went on to explain that after getting the blasters he would be getting out of the hangar because the Separatists were now attacking and it was no longer safe to be there.
"Skavak we've got a BIG problem Sepratists just took over the local air defense cannon! They just shot a Republic transport out of the sky..."
Alienna turned and looked worriedly at the speaker. "Ahh hello to you too." Why was she so warm? The guy wasn't that good looking I mean come on she didn't do this kind of stuff over some guy. He barely even looked at her.
"Hi, I'm Corso Riggs. Nice to meet you Captain. You're gonna have to hit several of their remote controls in order for them to lose control of the cannon."
" I have got to start asking for more money!" She groaned. Checking her blasters she left Corso and Skavak to their own devices and headed out to destroy the Sepratists cannon controls.