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"I'm not a kid! And I had crashed my ship. And I almost got enslaved twice, my species is a shining gem in a slave market."
"I'm not a kid! And I had crashed my ship. And I almost got enslaved twice, my species is a shining gem in a slave market."
Jacob took off his robe and threw it over her shoulders. "What were you thinking, keep it down. You are on the home planet of the biggest slave traffickers in the galaxy."
"Oi! Don't toss that on me, it's all sweaty!" she squealed.
"Ok, well it is either that or one of Jabba's skimpy bikinis." He sighed. "Now cover your head with the hood and look down. We have to pass through town."
"Fi-ine!" she moaned.
Jacob felt bare without his cowl, his loose white shirt and sandy pants showing. He knew the robe was for his own protection, too, and felt vulnerable without it. He eyed the sandtroopers filtering the crowds, and even though had done it several times, was scared to pass them. "I will help you off this island but before then, you can stay with me." He whispered to the girl.
"Thanks. It's been a year since I was last able to contact my…. friends, I really need off this dump." she gave a small smile.
They sank through the long crowds of people, dodging the sandtroopers glances. Passed the town, they got to another narrow, hidden path leading to a small hut in the middle of nowhere. "So how did you get Jawas to let you into their precious sandcrawlers?"
"Well…… I'm not sure I can trust anyone with that information. They might come for me if I do." she says vaguely.
"Well, home sweet home." He gestures to the small hut in front of them. "It is very cozy."
(goodnight)
(Bye!) "Nice. By the way, I never did catch your name." she said.
(I'm back! Where do I need to jump in?)
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