THE MISSION
PART TWO
OBI-WANS
POINT OF VIEW
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This mission was not going to be easy, for either Keira or myself. It was going to require us to do things we never thought we might. These people {these slavers} were cruel, and knew no boundaries. They would kill whoever gets in their way; of getting what they wanted.
That was obvious when the bodies of the man and woman from the judicial department had been found. Their bodies had been dumped on Coruscant right on the door step of the judicial department. The man a fourteen year veteran had been beaten to death. His partner, a woman a few years older than Keira had been beaten and severely violated. It was quite clear these people left the bodies to make a rather bold statement. A statement that sent panic through the judicial department.
It was then the judicial department contacted the Jedi. They asked for our intervention. All council members were called back to the temple, and the meeting was of the highest priority. We were in the middle of a war and the Jedi were stretched thin as it was. To take on a mission such as this, would not be easy. After many hours of deliberation it was decided that these slavers were as much threat to the Republic as the Separatist.
After another long debate of who was right for the mission. It was decided that I was to go. It had been Yoda who had suggested Keira. After hearing his suggestion I had agreed, a vote was made and she was summoned to appear before us.
The loss of her Master was a tragic event. It also could not have come at a more horrible time for her. She was due to take her Knighthood test. The council had already contacted her master and told him he was to return with her when their mission was done. When we received word that he had been killed, it was decided then that she was to wait.
I knew the way she was dressed made her feel uncomfortable. It would make any decent woman feel uncomfortable. So my teasing was a way I hoped she would let go. Though I do not think my humor was the same as hers. The look Keira just gave me, after we got up and walked out of the cockpit; was priceless. I paused turned and looked at her.
"Yes." She asked.
"Yes what." I said raising my voice a little. She gave me a harsh look and folded her arms across her chest. "It's better if you uncross your arms darling. It allows a better view of your assets."
"Oh I have assets for you Master." She snapped
"Really dear do tell." I said looking her up and down. "I don't see any… assets." I said raising an eyebrow at her.
"You really like these word games don't you?" she snapped.
"Maybe or maybe you just leave yourself open to the moment." She rolled her eyes. "Now with all that said, it's time we get down to what we needed to do." I said pulling a lead from my pocket. Her eyes widened as I attached it to her collar. "I like this look for you." I said turning to walk away.
"You would like this look, should I get on all fours for you." She snapped.
"I can think of other things you could do that would be more…. fun." I said she was making this way too easy for me. She stood still hands on her hips. I looked at her and raised an eyebrow at her. "Move." I hissed at her, followed by a sharp tug at her lead. She stumbled forward and I reached out to catch her. "When I tell you to do something you will do it."
"Where still in the ship Master." She said. "I think I know my place once we are outside the ship."
"You'll start now." I said leaning in close to her. "I am glad you know your place dear. It will make things so much more fun." I smiled at her and turned to walk away; the look on her face was priceless. Soon we were in the streets of Mos Eisley.
My first choice was to go directly to Chalmun's Cantina. {also known as the Mos Eisley Cantina} Once on the streets and walking around I decided to go into one of the more ratcheted dives. I walked into one that had no name. It was rather filthy and smelled like a Hutt's bathroom.
There were several men {I am guessing smugglers} playing a card game off to the side. I walked up to the bar and sat on a stool. Keira stood behind me, with one arm around me and her body against my back. The bartender came over to me and looked at Keira more than me.
"What is you poison." He said looking Keira up and then down.
"I'll have a Deuterium-pyro, if you can make that here." I snapped.
"No problem, what about her." He said looking to Keira. I turned my head slightly towards Keira, as if I was considering what to give her. I felt her uneasiness through the force and knew she must not have ever had a drink before.
Some masters never allow their Padawan's to drink. Some masters don't drink themselves. I was luckily; in a way Qui-Gon saw to it we drank from time to time. Once I was old enough of course. He often said it could come in handy in the future and one should know how to handle their drinks. I decided to go with something; conveying a warning to her to take it slow.
"She'll have an Outer Rim Rum Drop." The man give a nod and walked away to get the drinks.
I turned my body fully towards Keira and she gave a slight nod, only I would notice; to say she knew what I meant. I then leaned on the bar with one arm and pulled her close, placing my other hand on her hip.
In that instant her whole demeanor changed. She looked at me with eyes of pure shame and sadness. She had the eyes of a slave. Her body poster said it all, she knew her place and knew it well. I squeezed her hip and pulled her a little closer, as the bartender returned with our drinks. I wanted to make it known she was mine and mine alone. I took my drink and downed it slamming the glass down, signaling I wanted another. She stayed still waiting for my lead. 'Good job Keira' I said to myself.
"Here." I said taking the drink and giving it to her.
"Thank you Master." She said her voice low and shaky. She took a sip, and then placed the glass down next to me.
The men at the table took notice of her and… her backside. As that was what was facing them. I watched one lean into the other and share a commit. Gee I wonder what he said, oh I take that back; I don't want to know.
Keira reached over and took her glass and took another sip, then downed it. That might not have been the best idea, but we will see. Maybe she can hold her liquor.
"Give her another." I said over my shoulder. "No getting drunk my little pet. I want you to be able… to preform later." I said to her, making it known to those around me by my tone what I wanted her to do. The men at the table were now talking and pointing at her.
One of the men stood and walked over to me, looking Keira up and down.
"She dance?" He asked me.
"Why do you want to know?" I asked not taking my eyes off of his.
"Maybe she can dance for us, there's no entertainment here tonight." He said moving a little towards Keira. I stood and walked between him and her giving him a small shove back.
"Ask me before you touch her." I hissed. "You got money, she doesn't dance for free." He gave a nod and slammed twelve Wupiupi down on the bar. "Twenty." I said.
He looked back to his friends and they each gave a nod. He walked over and took more money from them, then dropped it on to the bar.
"She needs music." I said looking at the man. He walked over and placed some money into the jukebox and hit several songs. I looked at Keira and snapped at her. "Well are you going to just stand there or dance?"
"Dance Master." She said.
I walked over to her and took her lead off and leaned in kissing the edge of her ear. "When I snap my fingers come to me." I whispered low so no one would hear.
I stepped away and sat back on my stool at the bar, picking up my drink and watched her dance. She did it like I knew she would, with pure grace and perfection. She glided across the floor in a small area. She twisted, and turned her body in an erotic fashion.
She had closed off her mind to all around her and opened it up fully to the Force. She was letting it guide her in her actions. I closed my mind off as well, using the Force to watch over Keira and myself. The man had gone back to sit with his friends. They were clearly enjoying themselves and Keira dance.
A few other people came in one human man with a Twi'lik woman and a Pantora man. The three walked over to a darkened booth and sat down. Keira danced for several songs before I snapped my fingers at her. She immediately stopped walking over to me, head down voice low.
"Yes Master."
"You're done." I said handing her, her shot. She downed it and then I pulled her over to me, leaning her against me. I kept one hand on her stomach just under her right breast and the other on her right thigh. She said nothing and followed my lead. I watched the other people in the room and knew it was time to move on. The people here were low lives but not what I was looking for. No, the people here were in no way connected to the slavers we were searching for.
I paid the bartender, took Kiera's earned money, hook her on her lead and walked out the door.
We walked through the streets heading for to Chalmun's Cantina. I watched as we passed by people, and venders. Most eyeed Keira as if she were an evening meal. Others eyed her like she was their next nightly rendezvous. We walked in and found the place packed wall to wall. I found one empty stool at the far end of the bar. I walked over and sat down, pulling Keira up against me. I ordered a Jawa Juice for Keira and myself.
She took a sip of her drink and I took one from mine. I watched the people interact with each other. Watched what they drank, ate, and how they talked. I watched those who had slaves and their actions towards them. After several hours and a few drinks later Keira and I left. There was no need to stay any longer. There was nothing going on and no one of interest here. I knew there would be days like this. Days where we would find nothing or no one pointing towards those we were looking for. Keira had done all I could have asked for and more. I knew it could not have been easy for her, but she did her job and did it well.
When we had gotten back to the ship I told her to go and shower and change. There was no need for her to stay in those clothes any longer. I also had a huge desire to wash and change. These places were not quit my scene. I had no desire to spend my free time in such places. Had no desire to be looking at half naked scantily dressed women. Such things did nothing for me. Not that I spent my spear time looking at women. It just did nothing for me. As a matter of fact if truth be told. I thought a woman was at her most attractive fully clothed. Then one could let their imagination do the rest. Not that I did that, I was a Jedi Master after all.
I walked into the living quarters to find Keira sitting on a sleep couch. She was still in her outfit, and staring at her feet. "Are you all right." I asked walking over to her and then sitting down next to her.
"Yes." She said in reply. "I was just thinking about tonight. It did not seem as though we made any progress."
"It won't happen that easy Keira. It may take us several times doing this. We will have to be patient." She gave a nod. "Go take your shower." I said with a smile.
She stood and walked into the refresher and took her shower. She walked out with a cotton pair of blue sleep pants and a matching shirt. She had her hair wrapped up in towel.
"Your turn." She said.
"Yes I feel grimy."
"I thought you liked grimy?" She said turning to look back at me.
"Ahh good one my dear. You are finally learning."
I smiled as I looked at her then turned and went into the refresher and took a shower. I showered and then changed into a simple pair of sleep pants and a shirt. I walked out to the smell of food cooking. I walked into the kitchen to find Keira cooking a meal for us. I hoped it was as good as it smelled.
She was cooking Gartro eggs with Nerf Steak. I laughed inwardly I had had that same meal several days ago at Dex's Dinner. I walked over to her and she smiled as she turned her head. I looked down and had to admit it looked rather good.
"We need to eat something other than fruit, bread and cheese." She said.
"I would agree. Have you ever been to Dex's Dinner?" I asked.
"No, though I know where it is. Do you go?"
"Yes, quite often Dex is a good friend. I had this same meal several days ago; when I dropped by to see him. It's quite popular at his place, where did you learn to cook it?"
"Master Zen taught me years ago to cook it. It was a favorite of his. Though I know not where he ate it or learned to make it; he never said." I smiled and then turned to get the plates and drinks.
"I'll get the plates and drinks for us." I set the table as she finished the meal and then brought it to the table for us to eat.
We sat and ate the food; which was rather good. Keira was a surprisingly good cook. We talked about the night's events and the places we would try tomorrow evening. I wanted us to both get good sleep, I also wanted to try to go to the market and walk around. I wanted to be seen, and noticed with Keira there during the day.
Once done we cleared table, cleaned the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. Then we went into the living quarters each taking a sleep couch. It took no time for us to fall asleep, the events of last night; both tiring and mentally draining.
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Far away from Tatooine in the vastness of space
The young girl looked up at her captors. She was a human girl in her early twenties. She had perfect flawless pale skin. Her long blond hair hung to her knees. She was a vision of beauty. Her blue eyes stung with freshly fallen tears, as she stared up at her worst fear.
The man looked down at her and gave her a wicked smile. She knew what he wanted, knew what he was going to do. She knew better than to say a word. These men and other males that were here were not to be messed with.
Her old life was gone; her new life was just beginning. He reached down pulled her up; and then drug her across the room to her cage. He tossed her in not careening if he hurt her or not. He shut and locked the door. Giving her a wicked smile. She swallowed hard fighting the urge to yell. He walked away along with his companion's leaving her behind in her new home.
There was no way out, no hope, and no help. She had been taken from her parent's home on Coruscant. Tankan from her bedroom in the middle of the night. Her parents must be so worried; but it mattered not. They would not find her, she was alone and knew there was nothing she could do but obey her new owners.
