Chapter 11
The Falcon had made it down to Etti IV's surface without incident. Anakin and Han left the ship, their blasters' power packs being drained. Anakin's lightsaber was hidden up his sleeve.
As they headed for the Free-Flight Dance Dome, Ploovo Two-For-One's headquarters, Anakin scratched at the goatee he had grown. He was wearing a black flightsuit that contrasted sharply with his dyed blonde hair. Han was dressed similarly, but his hair remained its normal color. The most major difference was the fake cybernetic eye he wore. The disguises had worked; the customs officials hadn't recognized either one of them.
"I'm amazed this place is still in business. Although the last time I was here it wasn't owned by Ploovo," he said.
Anakin just nodded as they came up to the entrance to the Dance Dome. Two bouncers blocked the door as Han and Anakin approached. "Identification," said one of them in a bass rumble.
Han reached for his pocket but Anakin stopped him. "You don't need to see our identification," he said calmly.
"We don't need to see your identification."
"We may enter."
"You may enter." The two bouncers stepped aside and let Han and Anakin in.
Han stared at Anakin. "We could have just given them our identification."
Anakin shook his head. "It's better that they don't know our aliases at all. Yeah, I know Booster made them with the Errant Venture's document printers, but they would discover the Falcon's not really the Princess of Blood very easily."
Han nodded and gestured towards a rather obese older man surrounded by beautiful women and bodyguards. "That's Ploovo. They armed? The weapons scanner on this eye isn't working real well, either have jammers or it's defective. I'll have to talk to Face Loran about that."
Anakin looked over Ploovo Two-For-One's entourage, scanning them for weapons. "All of the women have concealed vibroshivs hidden in scabbards on their thighs. The bodyguards all have blasters and probably vibroblades. Ploovo himself is unarmed." Anakin shrugged. "I could be wrong of course."
"Too late now," said Han as he strode towards Ploovo. He stopped a few feet from the gangster and said coldly, "Hello Ploovo."
Ploovo Two-For-One stared at Han for a moment and then paled. "Han Solo?"