07-12-2018, 07:51 PM
A contingent of Wookies in black suits hurries the slug girls inside. One particularly large Wookie comes to Princees Tak'iali's side and begins speaking to her in a deep voice.
"You father is upset," the Wookie says as they enter the palace. "He has told you repeatedly not to go to the fashion district, that your movements are too predictable. He wants to speak with you. Alone."
The younger princesses look worried, but Tak'iali nods.
"Day, take Cas upstairs," she says sternly. "Melk, you must come meet Father."
The Wookie makes a strange sound that seems to express disagreement. "Alone, he said."
The Princess sniffed. "Melk is my bodyguard. Without her, I would have been kidnapped. So until you do your job, Melk stays with me."
***
Jorax Nimbla, also called Jorax the Hutt, head of the Nimbla crime familly of the Hutt Mafia, is a big fat old slug.
His living quarters are essentially a massive terrarium, complete with exotic alien plants and buzzing insects. It is almost hard to see through the cool mist that covers the entire room, and the ground is covered in a foot of fresh water.
Jorax lounges on a toadstool in the back of the room, his massive bulk heaving as he breathes. His fat slug face is displeased.
Before him, Tak'iali stands with her head bowed and her hands in her lap.
"Our enemies are ever watching," the Hutt says in a deep, wet voice. "They will know your patterns, your weaknesses, and they will exploit them. I have given you all too much freedom. From now on I shall keep you close. Your servant as well, lest she be exploited by our enemies as well."
"Yes Father," Princess Tak'iali said, her eyes on the ground.
"Your ineptitude is not forgiven," Jorax snaps. In the blink of an eye, Jorax lashes out with a crackling electric whip, striking Tak'iali across the face. The Princess screams and crumbles to the floor, her gastropod curling in on itself as she twitches.
"You father is upset," the Wookie says as they enter the palace. "He has told you repeatedly not to go to the fashion district, that your movements are too predictable. He wants to speak with you. Alone."
The younger princesses look worried, but Tak'iali nods.
"Day, take Cas upstairs," she says sternly. "Melk, you must come meet Father."
The Wookie makes a strange sound that seems to express disagreement. "Alone, he said."
The Princess sniffed. "Melk is my bodyguard. Without her, I would have been kidnapped. So until you do your job, Melk stays with me."
***
Jorax Nimbla, also called Jorax the Hutt, head of the Nimbla crime familly of the Hutt Mafia, is a big fat old slug.
His living quarters are essentially a massive terrarium, complete with exotic alien plants and buzzing insects. It is almost hard to see through the cool mist that covers the entire room, and the ground is covered in a foot of fresh water.
Jorax lounges on a toadstool in the back of the room, his massive bulk heaving as he breathes. His fat slug face is displeased.
Before him, Tak'iali stands with her head bowed and her hands in her lap.
"Our enemies are ever watching," the Hutt says in a deep, wet voice. "They will know your patterns, your weaknesses, and they will exploit them. I have given you all too much freedom. From now on I shall keep you close. Your servant as well, lest she be exploited by our enemies as well."
"Yes Father," Princess Tak'iali said, her eyes on the ground.
"Your ineptitude is not forgiven," Jorax snaps. In the blink of an eye, Jorax lashes out with a crackling electric whip, striking Tak'iali across the face. The Princess screams and crumbles to the floor, her gastropod curling in on itself as she twitches.