A/N: Gorga the Hutt's enterprise is based off of the fictional casino, Tangiers, from Martin Scorsese's movie, Casino.
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Gorga the Hutt had always wanted to work with lots and lots of money. It was his dream in life. And with the assistance of his uncle, Jabba, now he had all-no, almost all-the money he could want. But he always wanted more.
He was a shrewd accountant for the Aarrpo Hutt family, as well as its head crime boss and a skillful sneak when it came to getting some money for himself. He started his career as a faithful lawyer for uncle Jabba, getting the legendary crime lord out of numerous scrapes with the law and ensuring that both of their criminal empires continued to thrive. Nowadays, he had ascended to even greater heights. In addition to the usual slaving, kidnapping, and smuggling that the Hutts frequently did in their criminal careers, he also owned and managed a spectacular casino inside his personal palace, where his entourage and trusted visitors could play slots, Sabacc, Holo Sabacc, Shebs, the Big 12 Wheel, and Galactic Roulette, plus many other luxurious games of chance.
"If the Hutt Kajidic didn't exist, it would be necessary to invent it." So said Gorga once, which he had learned from Jabba in his youth. "The same is true of Sal Sagev, my casino palace. People need to believe in an outfit that can get things done outside the rules. My palace is like a sort of 'sin city,' where the rules are suspended, where there's no day or night, where if you're lucky, you can go home a millionaire. Of course, countless people lose money when they come to my casino, and if they dare to deal with me or my more powerful underlings, they often regret it. But money, while not 100% reliable, nor a deity, is something we all need, and neither the Hutt Kajidic nor the casinos could exist if most opportunists weren't also optimists.
"That's how I get my money, and provide jackpots of all sizes for revelers of all sizes and shapes. But of course, the money is mine first and foremost, and I'll always make sure that nobody swindles me out of my coffers or my pockets. Why, just the other day, an unusually brave (and foolish) Aqualish was caught cheating at Redcommander, a classic gambling card game involving the same kind of deck of cards as Sabacc, and one of my boys, a Nikto, I believe, stunned him with a jolt from an electrical gun. He was brought before me personally, and when he denied ever cheating at his game, I pounded his hands with my own fists, making him go out the door with no money and a couple of broken hands!
"Seriously, how do these folks expect to get away with swindled or stolen money when I run this place so strictly? If someone could steal 25% of the slot machine take, how could they convert it into such a huge number of credits and stuff it into a suitcase to use for their own purposes, or to deliver to another mob outside of the Hutt family?
"No. I am a casino manager and an accountant, and no one is getting any of my money past me, unless they get it the right way, through my casino and its games."