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that by now.
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Chapter 9
Joad stared at the figure in the doorway, completely perplexed. Se was on her side from where she had fallen. That was interesting looking person. She struggled to her feet and looked again. Oh, no, she was wrong. It wasn't a person, it was Tuan We. She giggled. She hadn't seen Tuan We in a while. Kaminoans looked so strange sideways!
Tuan We entered the room much like an angel would, seeming to glide just above the ground. Boba looked up and nodded to her in greeting.
"Boba, I have just come to inform you that something is happening inside your ship."
Boba stood abruptly. "What?"
"We think that someone is trying to contact you, but we are not sure. Lacking the access codes to the interior of Slave I, we thought it best to come and tell you."
Boba was already opening the closet and preparing his gear. If someone was contacting him, he wanted to appear in full armor, and if something was wrong, he wanted to be prepared.
"Daddy, can I come?"
"No Joad, you will stay here, do you understand?" He pointed at the ground for empathies. "Stay here."
Joad nodded and looked at her toes. Her father looked so different with all this stuff on. What was he doing? But before she could ask, he was gone, out the door and walking briskly down the hall. Joad looked at Tuan We, who promptly looked back.
Boba opened the hatch to Slave I. He felt at home again, in familiar walls. He treasured this feeling for only a second before he moved up to the cockpit to see what the trouble was. he was in tune with his ship half way up the ladder and already communicating. Someone was trying to contact him. That someone was Janda the Hutt, a distant relative of the deceased Jabba the Hutt. She was a proud owner of a spice mining operation on the planet 287Nic that was rapidly growing. She was both rich and powerful on Nal Hutta, and someone Boba didn't want to meddle with now.
But he was a bounty hunter and he hadn't exactly retired yet. He checked his armor on last time before flicking the switch to make contact.
"Boba Fett, what took you so long? I was beginning to get impatient."
Boba's voice amplifiers kicked in as he began to talk, making his voice the same as ever when he was working, cold and rusty. "I was a bit busy."
"Still active then, Fett?" When Boba didn't reply to this, Janda carried on. "Good, because I have a job for you. It pays well. Six hundred million credits for you Fett, that well in your price range isn't it?"
Boba didn't flicker an eyebrow under his helmet. "Continue, I'm listening."
Boba wasn't greedy, he just thought that maybe a few more credits wouldn't hurt, especially if he wanted to get the newest weapons on the black market. Janda grinned, thinking she had already won.
"Well, it's one of my former clients. He is refusing to pay up. Can you believe it? Refusing to pay me the credits that are rightfully mine. He name is Mughan Jonon. Human, bald, short, fat, you know the drill. The information is being sent right now."
Sure enough, the screen right in front of Boba lit up with bright green words and symbols and pictures of the man at all angles.
"What do you think Boba? Take it, or I give it to some other greedy bounty hunter."
Boba needed to get back into the hunt. He needed to. It had been bugging him for quite some time now. He needed to get out there, and six hundred million credits was a good deal for just one man. Janda was probably spending more on this bounty that what Mughan needed to pay her times two. Something was up, but then again, something was always up with Hutts. The stupidity that they show outside was just a cover. They were really smart and clever and could catch almost any scheme behind their back, and foil it by saying just a few words and waving a tiny hand. Boba was determined not to fall for anything whenever he worked with Hutts.
"Deal."
"Good, and Fett, I want him alive and well. Have him to me in two Standard Galactic Weeks, got that? No less."
Fett nodded and cut the connection.
"Where are you going daddy?"
"I'll just be gone for a while. I'm going away. You'll understand when your older."
"Tell me now!"
"No. Tuan We will look after you, be good and eat your peas."
"But I don't like my peas."
"Eat them anyway."
"Ok. When will you be back."
"Just in two weeks."
Pause, pause.
"Is that a long time?"
"Not too long."
"Ok. Bye daddy, I love you."
"I love you too, I'll be back."
There were sounds of Boba leaving and of Joad giving off a few muffled sobs, then all was quiet.
Koult sat back and stared at the speaker that had let him listen in on the leaving of the Fett. The bounty hunter Bossk sat behind him and a negotiator sat to the left. Koult looked at the negotiator.
"Nothing will tie back to me?"
"Nothing," the negotiator assured. "Fett will be too busy running errands for Janda that he won't have time to think about how all this came about. He's smart enough to realize that something like this would have to stop being a secret sometime. Nothing will go wrong in this plan unless," he threw a disgusted look over his shoulder at Bossk with two of his many eyes, "unless the bounty hunter screws up. "Remember Bossk, don't harm the kid. If one hair is out of place on the girl's head when you bring her to Janda, she will have your hide on the wall for a decoration."
"Understood." Bossk snarled, then all three were silent as they listened to Slave I lift off and leave the planet of Kamino. They sat still for what seemed like hours, but was only ten minutes before Bossk hoisted his blaster and walked out of the room, what could hardly be identified as a smile on his lipless mouth. Bossk was going enjoy this. He had always waited for a chance ruin Fett, humiliate him, get the better of him. Today was his day. It was the next best thing to killing him. Bossk snickered delightedly. Too bad he wouldn't be able to harm the girl, but the credits on the other end were enough to smother his constant anger for a minute with greed. He strode down the hall and paused at the corner and watched an old Kaminoan leave the room. the old one nodded in to the doorway and then said something to someone inside the door, no doubt not to let anyone she didn't know in. Then the old one closed the door and walked down the hall and away.
Bossk walked up to the door and tried the button to open the door. The door did not open, but instead a chime sounded in the room. the sound of small feet approached the door; Bossk had just enough time to duck away when a little screen in the door appeared and Joad looked out. She was perplexed when she didn't see anybody and so the screen closed and the door slide open. Joad stepped out and saw Bossk immediately. Being only a child, she didn't exactly know what to do, but being a Fett child, she had an idea. She made a move to run back into the living quarters, but Bossk was far to quick for her.
"Let me go you big ugly.um.. Let me go!" Joad screamed wildly and bounded her tiny fists on Bossk's arm. It had no affect whatsoever on him, but Tuan We and a younger Kaminoan did come running down the hall.
"Stop!" Tuan We shouted and strated running down the hall. "Can anyone picture a Kaminoan shouting and running? I can't, it doesn't seem like something they'd do.) The younger one raced after her. With one careless move, Bossk lifted his blaster and fired. Tuan We crumpled and the younger one skidded to a stop next to the fallen Kaminoan.
Joad screamed in horror, but to her, it had seemed that Tuan We was angelic to the end. By this time other Kaminoans were showing up, but none seemed to resist. It was easy for Bossk to blast away any that apposed him. Soon, Bossk's ship had left the atmosphere and was well on the way to Nal Hutta, were he was to give Joad, unharmed, to Janda, who would then blackmail Fett into working for free. Bossk smiled, but he didn't know what would come of it next.
Woo hoo! More insane madness. Well, ok, so it hasn't been that insane, just wait till what I have in store for the next chapter!! Sorry Tuan We died by the way, I had to make it dramatic.
Thank you SO much for all the reviews! I enjoy reading them and it makes me want to write more. *Sniff* I'm sorry, I just get so emotional! Joking. But thanks so much!
Chapter 9
Joad stared at the figure in the doorway, completely perplexed. Se was on her side from where she had fallen. That was interesting looking person. She struggled to her feet and looked again. Oh, no, she was wrong. It wasn't a person, it was Tuan We. She giggled. She hadn't seen Tuan We in a while. Kaminoans looked so strange sideways!
Tuan We entered the room much like an angel would, seeming to glide just above the ground. Boba looked up and nodded to her in greeting.
"Boba, I have just come to inform you that something is happening inside your ship."
Boba stood abruptly. "What?"
"We think that someone is trying to contact you, but we are not sure. Lacking the access codes to the interior of Slave I, we thought it best to come and tell you."
Boba was already opening the closet and preparing his gear. If someone was contacting him, he wanted to appear in full armor, and if something was wrong, he wanted to be prepared.
"Daddy, can I come?"
"No Joad, you will stay here, do you understand?" He pointed at the ground for empathies. "Stay here."
Joad nodded and looked at her toes. Her father looked so different with all this stuff on. What was he doing? But before she could ask, he was gone, out the door and walking briskly down the hall. Joad looked at Tuan We, who promptly looked back.
Boba opened the hatch to Slave I. He felt at home again, in familiar walls. He treasured this feeling for only a second before he moved up to the cockpit to see what the trouble was. he was in tune with his ship half way up the ladder and already communicating. Someone was trying to contact him. That someone was Janda the Hutt, a distant relative of the deceased Jabba the Hutt. She was a proud owner of a spice mining operation on the planet 287Nic that was rapidly growing. She was both rich and powerful on Nal Hutta, and someone Boba didn't want to meddle with now.
But he was a bounty hunter and he hadn't exactly retired yet. He checked his armor on last time before flicking the switch to make contact.
"Boba Fett, what took you so long? I was beginning to get impatient."
Boba's voice amplifiers kicked in as he began to talk, making his voice the same as ever when he was working, cold and rusty. "I was a bit busy."
"Still active then, Fett?" When Boba didn't reply to this, Janda carried on. "Good, because I have a job for you. It pays well. Six hundred million credits for you Fett, that well in your price range isn't it?"
Boba didn't flicker an eyebrow under his helmet. "Continue, I'm listening."
Boba wasn't greedy, he just thought that maybe a few more credits wouldn't hurt, especially if he wanted to get the newest weapons on the black market. Janda grinned, thinking she had already won.
"Well, it's one of my former clients. He is refusing to pay up. Can you believe it? Refusing to pay me the credits that are rightfully mine. He name is Mughan Jonon. Human, bald, short, fat, you know the drill. The information is being sent right now."
Sure enough, the screen right in front of Boba lit up with bright green words and symbols and pictures of the man at all angles.
"What do you think Boba? Take it, or I give it to some other greedy bounty hunter."
Boba needed to get back into the hunt. He needed to. It had been bugging him for quite some time now. He needed to get out there, and six hundred million credits was a good deal for just one man. Janda was probably spending more on this bounty that what Mughan needed to pay her times two. Something was up, but then again, something was always up with Hutts. The stupidity that they show outside was just a cover. They were really smart and clever and could catch almost any scheme behind their back, and foil it by saying just a few words and waving a tiny hand. Boba was determined not to fall for anything whenever he worked with Hutts.
"Deal."
"Good, and Fett, I want him alive and well. Have him to me in two Standard Galactic Weeks, got that? No less."
Fett nodded and cut the connection.
"Where are you going daddy?"
"I'll just be gone for a while. I'm going away. You'll understand when your older."
"Tell me now!"
"No. Tuan We will look after you, be good and eat your peas."
"But I don't like my peas."
"Eat them anyway."
"Ok. When will you be back."
"Just in two weeks."
Pause, pause.
"Is that a long time?"
"Not too long."
"Ok. Bye daddy, I love you."
"I love you too, I'll be back."
There were sounds of Boba leaving and of Joad giving off a few muffled sobs, then all was quiet.
Koult sat back and stared at the speaker that had let him listen in on the leaving of the Fett. The bounty hunter Bossk sat behind him and a negotiator sat to the left. Koult looked at the negotiator.
"Nothing will tie back to me?"
"Nothing," the negotiator assured. "Fett will be too busy running errands for Janda that he won't have time to think about how all this came about. He's smart enough to realize that something like this would have to stop being a secret sometime. Nothing will go wrong in this plan unless," he threw a disgusted look over his shoulder at Bossk with two of his many eyes, "unless the bounty hunter screws up. "Remember Bossk, don't harm the kid. If one hair is out of place on the girl's head when you bring her to Janda, she will have your hide on the wall for a decoration."
"Understood." Bossk snarled, then all three were silent as they listened to Slave I lift off and leave the planet of Kamino. They sat still for what seemed like hours, but was only ten minutes before Bossk hoisted his blaster and walked out of the room, what could hardly be identified as a smile on his lipless mouth. Bossk was going enjoy this. He had always waited for a chance ruin Fett, humiliate him, get the better of him. Today was his day. It was the next best thing to killing him. Bossk snickered delightedly. Too bad he wouldn't be able to harm the girl, but the credits on the other end were enough to smother his constant anger for a minute with greed. He strode down the hall and paused at the corner and watched an old Kaminoan leave the room. the old one nodded in to the doorway and then said something to someone inside the door, no doubt not to let anyone she didn't know in. Then the old one closed the door and walked down the hall and away.
Bossk walked up to the door and tried the button to open the door. The door did not open, but instead a chime sounded in the room. the sound of small feet approached the door; Bossk had just enough time to duck away when a little screen in the door appeared and Joad looked out. She was perplexed when she didn't see anybody and so the screen closed and the door slide open. Joad stepped out and saw Bossk immediately. Being only a child, she didn't exactly know what to do, but being a Fett child, she had an idea. She made a move to run back into the living quarters, but Bossk was far to quick for her.
"Let me go you big ugly.um.. Let me go!" Joad screamed wildly and bounded her tiny fists on Bossk's arm. It had no affect whatsoever on him, but Tuan We and a younger Kaminoan did come running down the hall.
"Stop!" Tuan We shouted and strated running down the hall. "Can anyone picture a Kaminoan shouting and running? I can't, it doesn't seem like something they'd do.) The younger one raced after her. With one careless move, Bossk lifted his blaster and fired. Tuan We crumpled and the younger one skidded to a stop next to the fallen Kaminoan.
Joad screamed in horror, but to her, it had seemed that Tuan We was angelic to the end. By this time other Kaminoans were showing up, but none seemed to resist. It was easy for Bossk to blast away any that apposed him. Soon, Bossk's ship had left the atmosphere and was well on the way to Nal Hutta, were he was to give Joad, unharmed, to Janda, who would then blackmail Fett into working for free. Bossk smiled, but he didn't know what would come of it next.
Woo hoo! More insane madness. Well, ok, so it hasn't been that insane, just wait till what I have in store for the next chapter!! Sorry Tuan We died by the way, I had to make it dramatic.