"Well, if you gentlemen don't mind," Fett said to the three men with him, "I intend to take this rapist monstrosity back to Craduuna to collect my fee."
"By all means, take it," Taggert said in a tone that bordered on begging.
As Fett moved to grab Fuckbot's corpse, Space Cop's commlink chimed, and he answered it. "Hello?"
"Space Cop, it's Fentar," the Sullustan's voice replied. "I heard about your breakout from prison. Is that Fuckbot that's actually real still on your ass?"
"Well, let's just say, he won't be on Simon's ass anymore," Space Cop replied as Fett grabbed Fuckbot's shoulders and hauled him along the floor.
"Fierfek, this thing is heavy," the Mandalore muttered as he moved to the abandoned warehouse's exit.
"Well, anyway," Fentar continued, "since you and Taggert tied me up, my employers gave me a leave of absence that I doubt that Pierka would convince is unnecessary. So, considering that it'd be illegal for me to join in on the manhunt on Gexta Mergeri, can you finish it off?"
"Mergeri's alive?" Space Cop asked in disbelief.
"The ash we found was a deliberate mislead," Fentar elaborated. "Look, if you do this, I maybe able to convince my bosses that you won't have to serve the rest of your sentence for tying me up like that."
"Wouldn't they think your judgment was clouded from the experience and that you're not thinking clearly now?" Taggert pointed out as Fett left with Fuckbot's corpse.
"Good point," Fentar replied. "Alright, fine, when you catch or kill Mergeri, I can help you get off Nar Shaddaa and never return."
"And in return?" Space Cop asked.
Fentar was silent for a moment. "That's it."
"Can I have Uhaji as a sex slave?" Space Cop asked.
"If you can kick her ass in combat, it's a deal," Fentar replied sarcastically.
"Deal," Space Cop said, completely missing the Sullustan's facetious attitude, and immediately signed off. He turned to Taggert and Klay. "C'mon, guys, let's roll!"
He then began ambling toward the exit at a remarkably slow pace.
"What are you doing?" Taggert asked.
"Leaving," Space Cop answered sincerely. "Well, c'mon, guys, what are you standing around for?"
Taggert and Klay looked at each other and shared the same confused shrug before joining Space Cop in their slow journey of just leaving the building.
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Gexta had to kill someone, and he had to kill someone immediately.
He couldn't take it anymore. The last time he ate was about half a day ago, and that was just on a piece of bread that a surprisingly nice Gamorrean gave him. And yet, he could go even hungrier if only he could kill someone.
As if fate saw fit to grant him his wish - at least on the killing part - he heard a woman scream just ahead and above before the yelp was abruptly silenced. A few meters away was a ladder that led up to the surface, and Gexta rushed to it to begin climbing.
"Shut the kriff up, you disgusting skank!" a gruff male voice proclaimed in a hushed tone, as Gexta heard halfway to the surface. "I paid those twenty credits, and I'm gonna get my money's worth!" Gexta heard the man breathe heavily as he was no doubt attempting to unzip his fly or something like that while keeping his would-be victim's screams stifled with one of his hands.
Once Gexta reached the lid that closed off his exit from the manhole, he carefully moved it up and away without attracting attention. He peeked up and found his next target, a Besalisk, already humping his victim, who was unseen from Gexta's vantage point due to the rapist's massive body.
Quietly, the Defel climbed up and out of the manhole and sneaked up behind the Besalisk. Taking advantage of the rapist's in-progress distraction, Gexta snatched the holstered vibroblade on the right side of the Besalisk's wide pants belt and promptly stabbed the blade into the fat alien's back.
The Besalisk screamed in pain, halting his pelvic thrusts in the process, and instinctively swung his two right arms around to knock out whoever had just stabbed him. But Gexta had already ducked beneath the predicted blows while moving the blade along the rapist's body, intensifying his pain even more and cutting a deep, long furrow that ran from his back to his side.
Gexta then pulled the vibroblade out of his latest victim and let him charge at him. The Defel promptly rolled out of the way as the pained Besalisk ran at him, and the rapist ended up smashing himself into the durasteel wall now in front of him. He collapsed on his back, screaming louder than before, but it was quickly silenced when Gexta plunged the blade right into the Besalisk's throat.
It only took ten seconds, and then the rapist was dead. Gexta roughly pulled the vibroblade out of the Besalisk's gullet, which began gushing blood like a small fountain, and the Defel looked to his latest victim's own victim. A frightened Togruta teenage girl scantily clad in typical hooker garb stared back at Gexta, breathing hard from the ordeal she just went through.
Neither of them said a thing as the prostitute slowly and cautiously moved along the wall behind her to inch past Gexta. Once she was out of his potential reach, she turned and headed out of the alley, screaming.
"Help me!" she cried.
Shaking his head in disappointment at the Togruta's lack of gratitude - something that he didn't think would bother him - Gexta turned and headed back to the manhole that he emerged from. Once he was down to shoulder level with the surface, he grabbed the lid that previously covered the manhole and pulled it over his head to close his entrance as he returned to the sewers.
Little did he know, however, that forgetting to dispose of the Besalisk's body - thanks to his hunger clouding his judgment - Gexta would only make the police manhunt on himself easier for the cops.