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Cross and Charlotte go to Hutt Castle

Nal Hutta
Karking Hutts. Less than six hours ago, me and Ogen had been giving three women and their droid a lift to their home on Nal Hutta. But now these freaking Hutts were threatening to open fire on us. Of course, they didn't know that we were a fleet of 800 year old refugees that needed help. But they probably wouldn't care, anyway.

I looked over my shoulder at our passengers.

"We might be in trouble, ladies. I'll try to get us through without fighting, but we might have to run."

I hit the comm channel.

"Hutta Control, this is Admiral Cross Ikon of the Virgin Duchess. I apologize for any fright we may have caused you, but we're carrying passengers in need of serious medical attention. Please allow us to stay in the system while we seek medical attention and repairs. I swear this is not an incursion into Cartel territory."


"Virgin Duchess, you are trespassing on Black Sun territory. Medical attention is one thing, but a whole fleet is another. Get out of the system and come back with only one ship."


"I'm sorry, but we can't move most of our wounded. They're in such dire condition that I was forced to put them in stasis. We're running less than skeleton crews on every ship here. We need help."


"Fine. You, your first mate, and any mobile passengers you have will fly to the surface in a shuttle. We will decide then and only then whether or not to help you. You have one hour."


"Understood."



I turned to the three women behind me.

"You guys, me, the droid, and Ogen are gonna fly down to them in a shuttle. They're liable to shoot us down if we use yours. I'm lucky that I have a couple of my own.... And if it's a trap.... We can all jump the hell out of here."

[member='Charlotte Homura']
 
[member="Cross Ikon"]

"Our ship is an old junker, and currently empty, but I'll take your word for it." Charlotte said. "But would they shoot people who live on their planet?" Prea asked annoyed and Melissa was feeling fear for her life.
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"They have no reason to not shoot us if we fly out in something that could be covertly armed like that freighter... Or did Hutts become less paranoid in the last 800 years?"

Honestly, I had no idea what the hell to do, except explain to the people in control that we genuinely needed help.

"We're flying down in a shuttle that I put extra armor onto. We should be safe, even if they decide to fire on us."
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

I just shrugged and walked toward the turbolift to the hangar...

"All ashore who's going ashore, I guess."

Ogen grinned at me.

"Let's give those fat Hutts a piece of our minds."
 
"Right." Charlotte said calmly smiling

"I don't know about this, what if it's a trap?" Melissa asked frightened

"Then we give them a piece of our collective fists and run like hell." Prea said.

"Oh..." Melissa said still scared

[member="Cross Ikon"]
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"Yeah. If it's a trap... Then they're gonna get an ass-kicking first."

I checked all my weapons, including the flamethrower and slugthrower in the cuffs of my jacket.

"Plus, this fleet may be 800 years old... But even a Star Destroyer can't hold their shields up under three minutes of continuous fire from seven Battle Dragons at once. Let's go."

I put on my hat, and then a kind of embarrassing sentence slipped past my lips.

"I look like a total badass!"
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

I piloted the shuttle towards the planet. Thankfully, nothing shot at us.

But when we got to the surface, we were in trouble. I was put in cuffs, along with Ogen, the three women, and their droid.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

"My apologies, Admiral, ladies. But His Massiveness Barko the Hutt wants to see you.... The cuffs were his security chief's idea."

"Fraking Hutts... I don't have time for this."

And then I realized how ridiculous a statement that was for a guy who'd just come out of stasis after eight centuries.

"Once again, I apologize, but he was rather adamant about seeing you. He phrased it as.... 'a business offer for our dear thawed-out admiral'"

How the hell did this Hutt know about my time in stasis?!
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

We kept following down the road to the palace. Ogen slipped me a sharp metal object.

A lockpick. Excellent.

I concentrated on making conversation in order to distract from the fact that I was wiggling my hands to reach the keyhole on my cuffs.

"So, what's your name? I don't like getting arrested by people without a proper introduction."

The pick shifted into the cuffs.
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

Our warden finally turned around.

"My name is Kell. You have been cuffed on the request of His Massiveness' chief of security. Most likely, he expects that our master is going to keep you as hostages against the threat from your fleet."

"Well... Maybe Barko should worry about threats closer to home."

The lock on my cuffs broke, and I drew my Vorpal Pistol.

"Like me. Hands up, Kelly."

A grin broke out on my face.

"Now, we'll be seeing Barko as equals. Not a prisoners. Or hostages. Got that?"
 
Charlotte then frowned "Just saying, you are technically trying to keep 4 citizens locked up for being associated with this fleet along with the only two people who can really control it technically."

Prea then realized she had force powers and a lightsaber... then she reached out for her lightsaber using The Force and made it levitate, and then promptly activated it. "What Charlotte and the other guy said."
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

"Yeah. There's really nobody else who can command that lot up there. Now, get up, put your gun away, and let's go see this Hutt."

I almost laughed as the droid broke her cuffs like a paper chain. And I blasted the locks off the other four cuffs.

"Seriously, if we're gonna talk business, let's talk business."
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

When we got to the palace, a couple of Gammoreans tried to stop us.

"Really? You're gonna be bacon."

I took off and threw my heavy, metal-brimmed hat. One piggy down. The other just shied away.

"Damn right. Now take us to your master. Quick-like."
 
(Just saying, this could be a good thread to free another NPC for me XD [member="Cross Ikon"])

Charlotte and the group walked through the palace, and the droid noticed a rather powerful/heated individual in the palace somewhere with her heat vision
 
[member="Charlotte Homura"]

(You and your NPCs....)

"Droid, what do you see? Why are you looking around like that?"

I brought my gun back to its holster and continued walking. The palace itself was a staggering display of gold, art, and dancing girls.... Not that I minded the last part. There was a particularly pretty Nautolan lady near the Hutt's great hall. When we walked in, the Hutt growled.

<Kell, I told you to arrest them! What the hell made you think it was okay to bring them here unbound and armed?>

I walked up to the Hutt. A man in armor, probably the security chief, leapt forward with a knife, but was stopped short when I drew my gun again. If I shot at this close a range, the blast would practically shatter his helmet.

"Now, sleemo. I expect that I and my friends will be treated well. And we should be paid reparations, too. Your idiots got blood all over my jacket."

<You fool... You come into my palace, and threaten my people? What are you doing on my planet? Spying? Plotting to kill me?>

"If I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead, you slow-witted slug. I just want you to help the sick people on my ship."
 
[member="Cross Ikon"]

(Yeah, you have about 5 NPCs made now, I'd have 3 total)

"I notice a very high heat signature from somewhere in this palace." The HRD said in a monotone voice.

Charlotte then looked behind the Hutt and saw a few women, one of which looked like a long haired Echani... possibly been here a while, or possibly a long time for her hair to be that long...
 

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