I woke up, and realized Rala was gone. I sat up, and rubbed my eyes before yawning. After I did, I suddenly remembered and saw the ring I wore. I smiled, rubbing the surface of it before glancing at the time. Damn it. We only have ten minutes to get there.
"Rala!" I called out, stumbling off the couch.
"Yeah?" I heard a reply.
"We've got to go!" I called out. "Where are you?"
She appeared, still dressed in her robes, and waved.
"Hey, beautiful." She spoke softly.
"Hi, gorgeous." I replied, and embraced her.
"Did you…mean it…when you said yes?" I asked.
"Every word." Rala replied. I kissed her on the lips.
"If we don't wanna miss the Red Diamond Ball, we'd better get going." I reminded her, and she nodded.
We cleaned ourselves up, and combed our hair. We exited Rala's quarters, and made our way down the corridor. The hallways were slightly less crowded, due to the exclusive nature of this particular gathering.
"Just in time!" I breathed easy as we reached the entrance, which had barely opened and people were flooding in.
"Let's go!" Rala exclaimed excitedly, and we made our way in.
The Red Diamond was basically the Perfect Gem club, just reconfigured, with different furniture, color scheming, and such general redecoration. We claimed a table that I deemed sufficient to conduct our business. Baern joined us with a couple girls after a little while.
"Baern, we need your help." I began.
"With what?" He asked, slightly distracted.
"Breaking out." I lowered my voice to a whisper.
That caught his attention.
"Why?" He asked.
All of us looked at him, even the two slave girls.
"Oh, right." He corrected himself.
"Get us the codes to the armory, and we'll bust out with everyone."
"Okay. The codes are on this datapad." He told me as he gave the pad to me.
"Where—" I began.
"Don't ask. Don't tell." He interrupted.
"You two, can you spread the word there's a mass breakout TONIGHT?" Rala asked the slave girls, who nodded.
"Don't be late." I reminded them, and the three left to make preparations.
"Phase II is a success…" I spoke happily.
At that moment, they started getting people to dance. Rala and I looked at each other for a brief moment.
We were among the first on the dance floor, slow-dancing in each other's arms, kissing deeply. It was a night to remember, our engagement evening. We finally departed for the room, but in the hallways we were stopped.
"Brianna. Rala. Follow us." Two Mandalorian women in odd suits ordered us to come with them to our room. When we arrived, we were bludgeoned from behind.
"What the fuck is going on…" I managed to get out before falling unconscious"