Ch 2: Finding a Job
A/N: So this chapter will lead up to Sienn's capture, I don't know if ya'll liked how I started this, but I decided I wanted to keep it canon if possible, so I did. Please enjoy! Italics=Thoughts/Flashbacks. (Flashbacks will begin with Start Flashback and end with End Flashback)
Morning came early for Sienn. She sat up abruptly and rubbed her eyes to get the eye crust out. She looked around the cave and noticed that most of the soldiers still lay comfortably in their beds fast asleep. She saw the sunrise, which was just as beautiful as the sunset. She had another second guess about whether she really wanted to do this, but she was positive, she needed to do this for Oola.
She got up and put on an extravagant purple cloak. The cloak covered all of her upper body and then draped down to her knees. The cloak was jeweled with all kinds of rare jewels that were only found deep in the deserts of Ryloth. She received the cloak from her tribe leader before leaving for Tatooine. She promised she would never lose it, so she thought it was fitting to leave with it.
She grabbed all the necessities, like her blaster pistol, a few sets of clothing, but nothing that would give her away as a rebel, and basic living supplies. She walked out giving one last glance at her friends and her home. With a sigh she made her way towards the landing docks.
Sal. He was beautiful. Sienn gazed at the X-Wing in awe. She was finally going to pilot the great ship. She climbed up onto the stairs, and as she made her way up the ship seemed to grow bigger and more intimidating. The ship was slightly thinner than most, but it was also longer. This made it good for both speed and dodging enemy fire.
"Why did Luke give this to me?" Sienn thought as she hit the button to make the cockpit open.
"It's because he knows I'll come back, he believes in me," Sienn thought to herself as she fired up the engines.
The X-Wing roared to life as little blips were heard across the cockpit. The engines hummed a melodious tone as they roared to life. The ship lurched forward slowly, then Sienn punched the lever forward and the ship took to the sky at incredible speeds. Sienn looked at the built in map, punched in the coordinates and engaged the hyper drive. Before making the leap to hyperspace she yook a final glance at her home and a tear rolled down her eye.
"Bye, Arbra, I hope I'll see you again someday, with Oola joining me," Sienn thought as the stars faded behind her and she blasted off into hyperspace.
The ship touched down in the center of Mos Eisley Spaceport. The dock she landed on was one of the few public docks not owned by the Hutts of Tatooine.
"Hey, you have to pay fifty credits to land here!" One of the workers shouted as Sienn exited the ship.
"Here you go," Sienn said reaching into her pocket and handing him fifty silvery coins.
"Thank you, mam," the man said and bowed, then casually walked away.
"Mos Eisley," Sienn said to herself allowed as she let out a gasp. She had already been here once, but it looked so different from the last time. She was no longer a slave, but a free person. She was no longer confined to the simple speeder that Bib made her ride on. She was no longer property for a ghoulish Hutt.
"This is the hub of all galactic scum and villainy," a soft, soothing voice called out from beside her.
The voice belonged to a thin, blonde, Hapan lady. She was beautiful. She had long flowing blonde hair that reached down to the mid-section of her back. Her face was slightly tanned, most-likely from living on Tatooine, but still it was very attractive. She had bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in Tatooine's twin suns. Her lips curved up in to a smile as her head leaned back admiring the beautiful clear sky. The oddest thing about this was her outfit. Her outfit was similar to a bikini, but made of a somewhat silvery metal. The silver bikini consisted of a tight fitting top, one that just covered the woman's chest. The bottom covered all of what it needed to, but still left little to the imagination. Her backside was fully covered, as well as the front. Sienn couldn't help but notice the strange collar on her neck as well.
"Believe me, I know all about the villainy of this place. I am a slave after all," The Hapan woman finished. Without another word she left Sienn and retreated back to the city.
Sienn slowly made her way into the city observing all of the numerous races that inhabited it. She saw a few Dugs, a great amount of humans, many of which she imagined were slaves. She saw several Biths inside of the numerous bars as well as a few Toydarians. Most of the Toydarians were gambling, whether it be on podraces or otherwise. She saw a few Devlikks, Xextos, and a few Phuiis who were preparing their podracers for an upcoming podrace.
Sienn finally got to an apartment on the far side of town. The apartment was a triple-layer sand crafted building that rose higher than most other buildings on the entire surface of Tatooine. The interior was not much to speak of though. The bottom floor was the main hall, which was simple, even for Tatooine. A small desk lay in the right corner of the room and a large set of double doors were located parallel to the desk. The decoration in the room was just as simple, a chandelier that looked like it was 70 years old and a red rug leading from the entrance to the double doors were all that decorated the building.
Sienn slowly went around the rug and toward the desk. As she stepped on the floor she noticed it was a little rickety.
"So they at least put a floor in this place," Sienn thought as she walked slowly and carefully across the makeshift wooden floor, "Though it is kinda scary."
She took another step and her foot got caught in a larger than normal crack in the floor. She stumbled forward and fell flat on her face.
The owner, a Bith man who sat at the desk watching the Twi'lek the whole time, burst into laughter as he watched Sienn crash against the floor. While on the ground Sienn finally noticed this Bith and noticed a flight of stairs that led upstairs to the other rooms.
"Who actually uses stairs nowadays?" Sienn wondered as she slowly go to her feet. Sienn began walking towards the entry desk once again, but even more careful this time.
"Hello, how may I help you?" the Bith man said over cheerily.
"Wow, this dude is going to annoy me," Sienn mused to herself and even twisted her face in disgust. Sienn really hated people who were always happy, or at least people who acted like it. Her life had been full of sorrow so there was nothing for her to be so happy about; therefore it annoyed her.
"I need a room, and do you know where I may find a job?" Sienn said.
"Okay," the Bith responded then walked over to a datapad.
After a few minutes of looking through the data, examining it, and finally walking away he told her, "We have a few rooms open on floor two, here."
The Bith handed her a key and told her the room number, which was 47 on floor two.
"May I ask your name?" Sienn asked as she stuffed the key in her lone bag.
The Bith responded with, "Ytsuba's the name, and you?"
"My name is Sienn," she replied then walked off to the staircase. After climbing the flight of stairs and walking down the endless hallway she arrived at room 47.
She pushed the metal door open and it squeakily came to an open. She trudged sluggishly into the drab room. Immediately she noticed that there was one bed, appearing to be made of rock, but upon closer inspection was made of ha hardened sand, just like the rest of this planet. The bed didn't look overly comfortable. She noticed a bathroom to the left of the doorway. To the right was a small closet to put clothing items. She slid open the meager door and saw space to maybe fit two outfits.
"It's a good thing I'm not a fashion queen or I would have died," Sienn chuckled out loud.
She went into the bathroom. It had a shower and a toilet. Sienn sighed, she had hoped for a mirror and maybe a cabinet, but she honestly didn't expect much more than this. She turned on the water. It instantly chilled her to the bone. She cranked up the knob that read hot, but still the water was cold.
"Can't say I expected much more," Sienn complained to herself.
She walked into the room and so a holoviewer. It was plain and simple, even for Tatooine, but still looked like it played up to date holofilms. She lied down on the bed and drifted into a beautiful sleep.
When the rays of morning sunshine shone through the only window, Sienn awoke and threw on one of the brown robes she brought from the rebel camp. She placed the purple garment that she had worn over there gently on the bed and washed it. She hung it up and walked out of the room to go meet with the hotel manager. She took one last glance at the hotel room and made sure everything was in its place.
"Beautiful," Sienn said as she laughed while walking out of the door and into the hall.
After the long run down the hall and stairway she reached the man at the counter. He was in a meditative trance. Sienn didn't want to wake him, but she needed a job.
"Excuse me, Sir," Sienn said in a soft, low, gentle voice.
"Yes?" he said slowly opening his eyes and acknowledging her presence.
"I need a job, bad," Sienn told him.
"We need a new cantina dancer," he replied, "are you a good dancer."
"Yes very much so," Sienn said boastfully. She had trained with Oola, her friend, so they could dance for Jabba the Hutt.
"Okay then, come to the cantina tomorrow and we'll see," he said as he pointed in the direction of the double doors.
"Thank you," Sienn said proudly and walked away, satisfied with her job on Tatooine.