Those Who Aren't That Human

[Josiah Saedrin]

- Coruscant -​

Upper Levels​

[member="Zambrano the Hutt"]​

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The Yuuzhan Vong stood in the higher floors of a skyscraper and admired the beauty of seeing things at such heights. Being born on a world not covered with cities was a lot different from living amongst huge buildings with seemingly no end, whether you looked at them from the Undercity or from the upper levels.

Nam had appointed a little bit of a meeting with a Hutt Sith, one called Zambrano. That name was mostly used as a last name, like the Vong had come to acknowledge, and the most terrible Sith family in the galaxy held it.

Hutts were one of Nam's favourite species of this galaxy due to their different body build. They looked so odd when compared to a human that he could consider them as friends. Not that he would have anything against humans -- One Sith was filled with them and even though he didn't want to, he had to be friends with them. But somehow, he still felt a strange pull towards non-humans. Aliens were the ones he could relate to. They knew what life was like for one who didn't get all the love of people.

One...

two...

three...

four...

five...

six...

seven...

eight...

nine...

ten.

He counted the number of non-humans he had seen that day. It was still morning and the Vong hadn't even gone out of the building yet. But Coruscant was the home of culture, having huge amounts of different species on there. It was not a miracle that the Yuuzhan Vong, too, finally made their way to the planet.

 

[Zambrano the Starweird]

- Coruscant -​

Upper Levels​

[member="Nam Karakk"]​

Zambrano. As always, there was pain. It had become a constant for him, experiencing only lapses in the stabbing pain in his temples when he was close to locations of extreme familiarity and connection, or when he was piloting his vong ship, which extended his awareness beyond his body to encompass the entire ship, dampening the maddening pain. Once again the Hutt's presence was requested by another who had heard his name. The Zambrano's were certainly the most infamous family in the galaxy, and he was a prime example of what it meant to be one. He was a hideous stain upon the galaxy, an abomination by all regards... he had not even met his infamous Nephew you yet... who had apparently died within the onset of Akala's wrath. Those were concerns however, beyond him.

Now, the creature had arrived once again within the heart of the One Sith empire. He had once met [member="Matsu Xiangu"] here, discussing the exchange of a slave for an unspecified favor... to which she responded with talks of the One Sith. This had then brought the despicable Hutt within the ranks of the unstoppable war machine. For obvious reasons, he held little power within the order... yet he was a powerful presence indeed. He had a Sith Master on call for any favor of his choice, and had become a prominent War Lord in the eastern fringe of the Galaxy under the Primeval... as well as vague connections in the slave underworld in other parts of the galaxy. His presence as well, was an enigma to most who were strong enough to feel it, being an unbeatable maze of over four centuries of insanity and madness, all compressed into an impressive dark stain within the force. His reputation preceded him as well, being of such an unspeakable maddening brutality, a penchant for blood and sadism few in the galaxy could stomach or match.

It was not clear to him, as things often weren't, what this invitation would lead to, and cared little and thought of it even less. Upon a hovering throne of rotting corpses, with a menacing barbed whip in hand, the Hutt descended upon the world to the location he had been directed to by the Vong. Surrounding his body was a brown blur, indicating the presence of his loving Juyo pet which managed to evade his sadism through its incredulous swiftness. Golden gleaming orbs etched with the red of sleepless eyes, glared through the air upon the cityscape, moaning in pain...