Isaac
Chapter 6 "Jet to Live"
It was way too easy to slip past the Sith patrols, even on Malak's very own ship. I would give the guards a sly smile and a wink- then they would stupendously drool.
I was so lucky to be a beautiful woman. With Venesaa's silky blonde hair and her innocent brown eyes, surrounded by men forced to be stiff for months at a time, it was not even a slight challenge. But there was a minor defect in a perfect operation.
To entertain themselves, they occasionally got drunk with a little wine or ale. And what made it worse was that many of them were checking me out. Now that was just plain creepy.
Soon, three men strode up to me. "Hey, good lookin'," a red-haired drunk blurted out, "how 'bout you 'n me see what's cookin'?"
How lame could you get? That was the worst pick-up line I have ever heard.
"No, but thanks," I said. I walked away, but he grabbed me by the hand.
"You can't resist me," he said, "It ain't possible!"
I smiled and replied, "Guess again!" My hair turned red; my body shortened by two inches- I was in combat mode!
They stood frozen in shock. I transformed my hands into knives and stabbed the drunkard. One of the other Sith pulled a stun baton out of his pocket. He charged.
My right knife turned into a disruptor rifle and fired. The white light pierced him in his stomach, and he crumbled to the floor.
The final alcoholic armed himself with a blaster pistol and fired nimbly. I waltzed out of the way and slit his throat seconds later.
I laughed and turned back into my previous form. I was scanned for the correct DNA match-up and denied. The guard said, "Get to the wall, imposter!"
My hand turned a bright green. I then waved it and said, "I am Venesaa; you will allow me to pass."
He twitched and said mechanically, "You are allowed to pass, Venesaa."
I grinned. It was so helpful of me to acquire the DNA of that reptilian Jedi. Not that I needed it, anyways- but the mind trick method was…how do I say it? Cleaner?
I made my way into and through the hangar. As I entered the ship, I sensed a notable swirl of energy on that craft which I recognized as the "Endar Spire." Bastila was definitely on that ship.
It would only be a matter of time before the bounty was mine…