Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
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"Ahhhh.you must be the new girl Master Ronka was speaking of. He was definitely right about you!" a short, fat, finely dressed man said coming out of a room behind the bar, speaking of something Ronka must have said to him. Although he gave no indication to what it was, it wasn't too hard for Leia or anyone else in the cantina to guess. "We open in about an hour. Sileke, show her what tables she'll be working and inform her how to act."
"Yes, sir," Sileke said, moving away from the other girls and motioning Leia to follow her to the other side of the cantina. "You get Ralei's old tables, I guess, since I don't see her here. I suppose you're replacing her. Out with the old in with the new is the motto here."
Sileke babbled on for awhile about what Leia should do as a waitress: how she should handle "touchy customers", serve drinks, where to put money, and the punishments for not following orders. Sileke finished up just as the first humaniod walked in.
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"This is what you're supposed to do. You use the pick to get the gold, then you put the good pieces, like this one, in that crate, the okay ones in that crate, and the bad ones, well you just drop um on the ground. Get it?" Gelosjo, a tall, muscular man, asked Han once he was done instructing him on what to do.
"No, can you go over it again," Han replied sarcastically.
"Oh, a wise guy, eh?" Gelosjo said. "Well, we could use some humor here, but I think the guards will soon put you in your place."
"Can't wait," Han replied, then asked, "What exactly do they do to put you in your place?"
"Well, it depends how bored and creative the guards are on that particular day, but let's just say it's not pretty," Gelosjo replied. Han thought of Leia at that instant and hoped she did as she was told for once. He didn't want anything to happen to her. "We better get to work now."
"I thought you'd never say that," Han said to his fellow slave. "Can't you see I've been jumping with enthusiasm at the prospect of making some guy rich?"
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The hours passed slowly for Leia, although she was extremely busy. She was tired and her feet hurt, but she had to keep working. She had already stopped once today, and a guard very quietly, so he wouldn't draw attention to them, threatened to do things to her that Leia would never repeat.
Leia was also tired of being hit on. Almost every human and alien that she had walked by had and it was driving her insane. She didn't even want to think about what each one had in mind for her and luckily, she didn't have time to, being as busy as she was.
"You must be new here. I've never seen you before," a Selonian said to Leia as she came to see what he wanted to drink.
"I guess you could say this cantina captured my attention," Leia said. The Selonian totally missed the double meaning to the statement. "What can I get you?"
"A Corellian ale," he replied. That's what Han always gets, Leia thought. She wondered what he was doing right now and hoped he wouldn't get himself killed. He hated slavery and wasn't afraid to stand up for someone being abused. That selfless attitude could get himself killed in a situation like this, Leia realized and hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid, although if his reputation was anything to go by, the prospect of him staying out of trouble didn't look so good. Oh, Han, behave yourself, Leia thought, I really don't want a dead husband.
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"Ahhhh.you must be the new girl Master Ronka was speaking of. He was definitely right about you!" a short, fat, finely dressed man said coming out of a room behind the bar, speaking of something Ronka must have said to him. Although he gave no indication to what it was, it wasn't too hard for Leia or anyone else in the cantina to guess. "We open in about an hour. Sileke, show her what tables she'll be working and inform her how to act."
"Yes, sir," Sileke said, moving away from the other girls and motioning Leia to follow her to the other side of the cantina. "You get Ralei's old tables, I guess, since I don't see her here. I suppose you're replacing her. Out with the old in with the new is the motto here."
Sileke babbled on for awhile about what Leia should do as a waitress: how she should handle "touchy customers", serve drinks, where to put money, and the punishments for not following orders. Sileke finished up just as the first humaniod walked in.
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"This is what you're supposed to do. You use the pick to get the gold, then you put the good pieces, like this one, in that crate, the okay ones in that crate, and the bad ones, well you just drop um on the ground. Get it?" Gelosjo, a tall, muscular man, asked Han once he was done instructing him on what to do.
"No, can you go over it again," Han replied sarcastically.
"Oh, a wise guy, eh?" Gelosjo said. "Well, we could use some humor here, but I think the guards will soon put you in your place."
"Can't wait," Han replied, then asked, "What exactly do they do to put you in your place?"
"Well, it depends how bored and creative the guards are on that particular day, but let's just say it's not pretty," Gelosjo replied. Han thought of Leia at that instant and hoped she did as she was told for once. He didn't want anything to happen to her. "We better get to work now."
"I thought you'd never say that," Han said to his fellow slave. "Can't you see I've been jumping with enthusiasm at the prospect of making some guy rich?"
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The hours passed slowly for Leia, although she was extremely busy. She was tired and her feet hurt, but she had to keep working. She had already stopped once today, and a guard very quietly, so he wouldn't draw attention to them, threatened to do things to her that Leia would never repeat.
Leia was also tired of being hit on. Almost every human and alien that she had walked by had and it was driving her insane. She didn't even want to think about what each one had in mind for her and luckily, she didn't have time to, being as busy as she was.
"You must be new here. I've never seen you before," a Selonian said to Leia as she came to see what he wanted to drink.
"I guess you could say this cantina captured my attention," Leia said. The Selonian totally missed the double meaning to the statement. "What can I get you?"
"A Corellian ale," he replied. That's what Han always gets, Leia thought. She wondered what he was doing right now and hoped he wouldn't get himself killed. He hated slavery and wasn't afraid to stand up for someone being abused. That selfless attitude could get himself killed in a situation like this, Leia realized and hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid, although if his reputation was anything to go by, the prospect of him staying out of trouble didn't look so good. Oh, Han, behave yourself, Leia thought, I really don't want a dead husband.
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