Chapter Six
Roxie pulled herself a chair and Dee Dee served them. Orlando's house may not be like suite hotel, but it has enough room to fit eleven people. Roxanne hates being crowded. Her room is the biggest, next to the "junk room".
They began to ear and talk. Next thing Roxie knew she started talking about racing speeders.
Orlando laughed because he knew his daughter could talk for hours about racing.
Siri and Ferus listened as she talked and Ferus asked, "How long have you been racing speeder bikes?"
"I started racing speeders when I was four-years-old," Roxie answered. "I entered my race last year."
"Did you win?"
"I got second place," Roxie said with an adorable smile on her face. Ferus noticed her eyes sparkled with pride.
"How long have you been fixing broken parts?" Ferus asked.
"Before I could walk the walk and talk the talk," Roxie responded with an adorable smile on her face. Ferus also noticed that her eyes sparkled with mischief.
"If you race speeders then you must have Jedi reflexes," Siri said.
Roxanne's metallic sky-blue eyes widened as she blushed slightly as she shook her head and said, "There's nothing special about me."
"I believe there is something very special about you, Roxie," Siri replied.
Roxie looked at her and smiled.
Orlando looked at Siri and asked, "Where do you plan on looking for parts?"
"Ferus and I will go to one of the local junk dealers and see what they have to offer."
"Roxie may be able to help with that problem," Orlando said as he looked at Roxie.
Roxie almost gagged on her Jawa juice and asked, "I can help them with what?"
"Finding a good junk dealer," Orlando replied.
"Well, that depends on who they go to and who you are dealing with," Roxanne said. "And what you are using to pay for what you need."
"I have fifty thousand Republic dataries," Siri said.
"Republic credits are no longer any good out here. You have anything worth more value?" Roxie said.
"I don't have anything else," Siri said.
"Roxie, what do you mean Republic credits are no good out here? These junk dealers will take anything anyone gives them."
"Space pirates have banned the use of credits out here," Roxie said. "I asked Uncle Jet why he didn't he pay me in credits like he usually does and he told me why."
"I learn something new every day," Orlando said.
Then Orlando saw his daughter's mouth form a smile that he knew very well.
"What's on your mind?" he asked.
"Racing," Roxie replied.
Orlando looked at Brando Lanes and said, "You didn't show her the flyer did you?"
"She would have found out anyway," Brando replied defensively.
"Uncle Jet mentioned something to me about it," Roxie replied.
"You know as well as I do that Jet won't let you race because you smashed up his first speeder bike when you took it out for a test drive," Orlando replied.
"It wasn't my fault that the blasted bike had a bad motor," Roxie said with indignity.
"Uncle Jet doesn't know that I'm even working on a new one," Roxie added.
"You're building one?" Orlando asked with a raised eyebrow. "May I even ask how you got the parts for it?"
"Remember that speeder I wrecked when I took it out for a test drive?" Roxanne asked. "I used the parts that were still good and rebuilt it."
"I hope you didn't steal any parts to build it," Orlando said.
"I didn't steal any parts," Roxie said. "The only thing I took was the blue prints Uncle Jet threw away."
"You are full of surprises," Orlando said.
"Really? I thought I was just talented?" Roxie said with a grin. "They can enter my bike in the race and Siri can make Jet think it was hers and get him to let me be their driver."
"I never thought about it like that," Orlando said as he thought for a moment. "Oh, no. I know what you are trying to do and it ain't working."
Roxanne rolled her eyes and said, "Just think about it dad. If Siri makes a decent deal with Uncle Jet and he falls for it he'll learn a lesson he'll never forget in a hurry."
Orlando thought for a moment and Siri said, "You do not have to let her race for us. We will find another way."
"There ain't no other way," Orlando replied. "I may not like it, but she can help you."
"Orlando, are you sure?" Siri asked.
"Whatever makes Roxie happy," Orlando said.
Ferus and Siri looked at each other and knew they could not win this round with Roxie.
Roxie smiled as she got up out of her seat and trotted off to her room.
When Roxie came out of her room with her night clothes in her hand, Ferus felt a strong vibration of the Living Force come from her.
Twenty minutes later, Roxie came out of the shower and towel dried her hair and fell asleep.
Five seconds later, Ferus entered her room and noticed she was asleep and made a pallet on the floor and fell asleep.
