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Discovery

Hutts. She practiced the word again. It had an s at the end that she tended to hold onto sounding more like a child with missing teeth than an adult of 25.

When her ship had first encountered the Hutts she wasn't sure what to think. They were a large species that seemed intent upon one thing, greed. She knew she could use this to her advantage when the time came. She had tried to shift into their form finding it impossible to do. A limitation of her species for certain.

For now she was considered a guest she walked about in the form of a human female, dark hair, dark eyes and olive skin. Each day she ensured her servants bathed her in the lightest of scents, brushed her hair to a shining luster, and adorned her in white shimmer silk that they found on the stations they passed. Bastet loved the feel of the material on her skin.

She lounged and a chair covered with pillows listening to music and watching the entertainment. This was the life she was accustomed to. A life where she lacked for nothing.
 
(This is before Omi became a slave)

Omi slipped the white dress over her body, it was soft, and very well made. It managed to keep her modesty and yet still show off her beautiful form. She looked over herself in the mirror and smiled. The dark eye shadow over her face gave her a mysterious look, yet the rest of her demeanor came off as rather friendly. Something that Omi loved to portray. Life as a dancer on this dreadnought was one that she had mixed feelings about. However, herself living on the second level and preforming for the rich class on the ship, dressed in amazing outfits, drinking fine wines had more then made up for it.

Leaving the dressing room she entered into the pleasure area, finely dressed men and woman filled the area. Classy music filled the whole place and Omi smiled spinning in her new dress. She felt at home. And she felt happy.

Looking around she saw many fine looking people from almost all races and cultures. However, there was two things they all had in common. Manors and money. Omi once again grinned. Peering across the room she saw a woman sitting in a fine chair with two paid servants standing by her. She had lovely olive skin and a very nice outfit. Omi approached with a smile
[member="Bastet"]
 
A lovely creature came walking towards her dressed in white. Bastet had not seen such creatures as this in her travels. She tilted her head taking in the slowly movement of her form as she walked.

Bastet lifted her hand and motioned for the woman to come closer. "Sit, entertain me. Tell me about yourself."

Bastet would learn from this woman as she had learned from the others by stories and self-account events. The white dress was a lovely contrast to her skin color. The dark make up around the eyes though Bastet wasn't sure what purpose this served. If too dark she could not see the color of her eyes. The eyes the windows into the soul should be clear and project transparency.

What would Bastet learn from her in this place of relaxation?

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
Omi nodded to the woman. Her eyes pierced past Omi's and she felt as if her entire soul was being looked at. As Omi got closer to the woman she began to dance, slowly swaying her hip and raising her arms above her head. She tilted her body forwards towards the woman then rolled her torso back and repeated the same moves.

"Well my name is Omi Henata." She started to say with a grin. "Exotic dancer on the GHSB, the ship we are on now." She swayed close enough to touch the woman. "I have worked here for a few months now. It is quite extraordinary. And the people here are so kind and polite." She swayed closer to the beautiful woman again and stopped her dance. "Would you like a drink of some kind?"

Omi stood there focused on the woman's eyes. There was something different around her. Something Omi had not felt in a long time could be felt around this girl. Omi blinked realizing she was now close to the woman's face.

Wait.. how did I get this close? ​Omi thought to herself
 
What a pretty little thing so easily manipulated her mind open and unassuming. Bestat smiled as she moved she was a dancer graced with the movements that would entice others to insist on more.

A graceful strong body that could be used for so much more than this. But perhaps her species found great satisfaction in being the object of desires and want. Bestat had been taught through pictures and stories the pleasures to be found in the company of others but had yet to decide to partake.

She tilted her head again wondering why this woman, Omi dance did.

"Yes a drink would be welcome."

The soft music filtered through the speakers providing a tune for the dancers and relaxation to those gathered.

"I asked you to sit and talk not flitter about like some mynock in the darkness." Her voice held the tone of authority she was not accustomed to being disobeyed or ignored. "While the dance is entertaining I take more pleasure in conversation than undulation"

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
Omi blushed nodding to the girl and ceased her dancing. She felt bad about it, yet realizing that this woman was just another noble who thought herself above this sort of thing. Dancing was, after all, what Omi did best. It was her job. And there was always some confusing in her mind when someone who saw a dancer asked them not to dance. But no matter. Her job was to also please. And if it would please this woman Omi would sure do it.

She sat on a white leather chair beside the dark yet pale woman looking over her. She grabbed the bottle of wine that was at the center of the table (Complementary for these high end guests) and poured the red liquid into two cups. Sliding one to the woman and picking up one herself taking a small sip from the glass wine cup.

"I see. Well whatever is it that you would like to converse on?" She asked smiling at the woman. "What is your name, if I may ask?" She said nodding.
 
Good this she approved of. "I am called Bastet." She smiled and picked up the glass, "now tell me about yourself and your dancing. You seem to enjoy it, but it a talent I do not possess and wish to understand."

She wished to understand a lot there were so many things that the Mau had not taught her for whatever reason. Perhaps they felt it was not in her best interests to have diversions. It was the reason why she treated everyone so harshly though her sense of entitlement embedded into the very pores of her skin. But now out here in the galaxy she had time to learn things that she had never seen.

Yes yes there were dancers at home but they were slaves ordered to perform here these were here because they wanted to be and Bastet wished to know the difference.

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
"I dance because it is something I enjoy." She smiled. "I enjoy the life style and the nice people, like you. I started when I was young and practiced everyday. My parents never had enough to put me in any dance lessons though. So I learned from my friends who were in the classes." She smiled.

Something was strange about this woman. She didn't seem.. normal. Her mind seemed very complex and due to that she may not have been able to get across the idea's she wanted. Omi frowned. "If you want to dance perhaps I could teach you a few things?"

[member="Bastet"]
 
Dance? Her? Hmm. Bastet looked over the woman had a serious look on her face. She wasn't sure that she wanted to learn to dance as much as she wanted to know what made someone want to do it?

Bastet considered a reaction. Bastet considered herself a living god and all others were just ways and means to the ultimate goals. So was what the woman offering something she was interested in. The answer wouldn't take into consideration woman's feelings. No Bastet didn't consider anyone's feelings in matters that didn't directly affect her.

BUT.

An idea began to form in her mind of what she could do with such a profession. It would mean she wouldn't appear awkward if she should have to assume the role of a dancer to obtain what she wanted. Also she might find the answer to her question.

She smiled, "I have thought this through and find that there is a reason to take such lessons. So then yes you have my permission to teach me."

There it was said.

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
Omi grabbed the woman's hands and helped her stand up. She then took two steps away and began to sway her hips slowly. "This is a very basic move. Try it." Omi said watching the woman.

Wow.. she.. well certainly needs the lesson.

Omi placed her hands on the woman's hips and directed them from side to side in sink with her own. She smiled as she took her hands off and watched as the [member="Bastet"] began to do it herself. Omi clapped for her when she was finished. "How was that? Ready for more?"
 
Bastet looked around she wasn't a performer and she was very uncomfortable in front of others. This was a very PUBLIC spot. She grew stiff even as the young woman touched her, which on Ankhypt would have gotten her hands chopped off.

She groaned internally again, "I do not know that more is going to help me...it feels..." her eyes ran about the room again even if no one was looking she felt like they were.

"I think I would feel...better..in place not so..public." She wanted to understand but she did not want to look a fool.

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
"A place not so public you say?" She asked with a little excitement building. Was it excitement or was it simply curiosity. Either way Omi was here to serve. "Well there is a private room that costs 50 credits. But for you I can make it free, first time is always free am I right?" Omi said with some hidden charm hiding behind her voice. She wanted to know exactly who this woman was. And why she was so.. well.. strange.

Omi led her into a dome like room. She reached past the purple curtains and opened them up. Inside was a small stage. A luxurious couch with a bantha skin rug in the center. Omi walked inside assuming that the woman was following close behind her. "Well what do you think?"

[member="Bastet"]
 
She did follow her. Looking past the curtains which she appreciated. This was clearly a room for entertainment. But it could work for these lessons.

Free wasn't an issue but she would take it. Many things around these hutts had a fee.

Bastet nodded, "with the curtains closed it will do"

She turned to look at [member="Omi Henata"] "so you are also a teacher. Not just a performer?"

By the gods she thought these people were hard for her to handle.
 
Omi walked over and shut the curtains, a light grin on her face. "I can teach you. But I am not a teacher." She then walked up to the pale woman and once again rested her hands on her hips and slowly swayed with her. "You see. It is not about moving your body, but moving different parts to the beat or rhythm of the music." She said as she continued to sway beside the woman, to the music that could be heard even from inside the small dome area.

"So. Who are you really? I know from the way you look and act that you are not from the core planets. So why did you choose to come here?" She asked as she continued to dance beside the woman.

[member="Bastet"]
 
She would try this dancing though it made her so uncomfortable she could feel anger bubbling.

Plus this girl touched her again without permission adding to her anxiety

Now she had question. Really? Hmm. "I am not from the core. I am from a planet called Ankhypt. Have you heard of it?"

Right now Bastet looked like any human her natural form hidden by her shifting ability.

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
Omi could tell there was something off about this woman. However she couldn't put her finger on it.

"I have not.. what.. what race are you if you don't mind my asking. It is just. You are unalike anything I have ever seen before. You have such fair skin. How many sons does your planet have?" She asked in a rush. She wanted to get to the bottom of this. And soon.

[member="Bastet"]
 
"You ask a lot if questions for a dancer." Bestat was reaching her limitations.

"You put your hands upon me without permission and I allow it because you are young. I have opted to take these sessions with you."

Bastet tried not to move on the girl, "you want to know what I am. " her temper finally got the better of her.

She shifted to her natural form. "Happy now"

Bestat stood still for a moment then turned heading out the curtains.

[member="Omi Henata"]
 
Omi jumped back as the woman before her changed forms, she looked more like how her voice sounded, however, she didn't look hideous. Omi actually thought she was quite pretty. But her over all attitude confused her, why didn't she keep this form all the time? She had never seen a shape shifting alien before, but she did know of them and recognized the way the skin shifted form.

"You.. you are beautiful. But... why hide this from other?" She once again asked a question. "And why are you so hostile towards me?"
 
[member="Omi Henata"]

"Hostile, because you take liberties that have not been granted." Omi did not understand that during all of Bastet's growing she was treated as a God a High Priestess and no one touched or spoke without permission. She came here to learn she wanted conversation to ask questions but all she wanted to do was ask her own questions about her.

Another word that she found these inner core dwellers used too casually beautiful. What exactly was beauty to them,anything with a pretty smile. Bastet growled trying to regain control of her temper.

She looked out at the others looking back at her, "What. Yes I'm blue" She looked back at Omi almost accusing her of making her reveal herself. "Hide because the form of human is more pleasing to the eye than my true form. What were you thoughts when you approached me in the other form?"

She stood there no uncaring who heard what was going on. It was out, she would deal with it.
 

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