Sunday, February 6, 2011

Piett's Storyline - Jabba the Slut and a Heart Betrayed

Operative Nyx Reporting

After Oola (@Slave_Oola) and I were rescued by Corden (@Corden_Maximus) and flown back to the Executor, I took Oola under my wing as an apprentice.  It was strange seeing my old love, but when I heard he was in trouble, I had to go rescue him and he in turn rescued me.  I couldn't bear knowing he was going to be hurt, and it was a strange ride back to the Executor.  None the less, I exited his ship without a word and took Oola under my wing as my apprentice.

On the ship, I made sure to get her proper clothing, and when she was ready, she met Lt. Soontir Fel (@Soontir_Fel) and Lt. Bryce Walker (@Bryce_Walker). It was there that Lt. Fel taught her the basics of shooting and my heart just got two times bigger watching her become a free young woman.  I would like to see her be one of the few Twi'leks to find freedom of body, mind, and spirit and return to her people to show the the ways of peacefulness and inner strength.  Her mind has been so brainwashed over the years by Jabba that to see her progress in such a fashion is truly amazing.

Unfortunately, Oola is still adjusting and I awoke to find her running down the hallway being chased by stormtroopers.  It was there I left her and made haste to the Admiral's office to explain what had happened (a complete ruse) until the stormtroopers left satisfied.  It was then I decided to check my ship, and unbeknowst to me, Oola had left the Executor and was recaptured and brought back to Jabba's palace on Tattooine.  I too was captured by a kyr'tsad (Death Watch Mandalorian) and brought to Jabba's.  When I awoke from the tranquilizer, I was in slave clothing, had the Force Severing collar on, and chained to Jabba.  I was so karkin' angry that I lost my mind.  I told him I would rather choose death than to be his slave, and because of that, I was thrown to the Rancor.  Unfortunately, my dear little friend Oola decided she wanted to follow as well.  In a last ditch effort, I forced apart the Force Severing collar and Force pushed her up out of the pit, sealed myself in, and made haste to dispatch the monster.

It was at that time that Jabba's Palace was stormed by none other than my beloved Admiral Piett (@Admiral_Piett), Lt. Bruno Starks (@BrunoStarks_), Darth Maximus (@Darth_Maximus) and Maz Phoenix (@StarScorcher).  Bruno was amazing and jumped into the Rancor pit, freeing me from it's grasp, killing it, then healing me.  I ran out of the pit with Oola (who wandered in there AGAIN) and we ran out of the palace while the guys dispatched Jabba's guards.  Unfortunately, Oola and I were chased by skiffs to Piett's ship and we tried to shoot them down with phasers and a canon.  I know, it's hilarious, but I needed to keep them away somehow.  Yes, laugh all you want.  But what can two girls in slave costumes do?! It's not like I had my usual arsenal on me! And to top it off, my head was woosy from the Force severing collar.

Lt. Starks came over and told us to flee as he was going to Force Destruct the place.  We ran to his ship, and met up with Admiral Piett, Darth Maximus, and StarScorcher just in time as Lt. Starks unleashed Force Destruct, leveling everything in the vicinity.  I piloted his ship to him, got him on board, and we made our way to his house.  There we dropped him off and returned home to the Executor.

While I was showering off the Jabba grime, Admiral Piett met up with Lt. Walker (@Bryce_Walker), Oola, and Tabby (@TaSolaire).  While en route, I turned myself invisible to avoid unnecessary questions from staffers, and joked around with the Admiral by pinching his bottom.  I also Force Healed Tabby a bit to help stabilize her.  We went to dinner, and that was cut short because Tabby looked completely sick. I tucked Oola into bed (she is so much like a little sister to me), and the Admiral and I retired for the night. 

It was when I drew him a bath that I sensed something was wrong with him.  I asked him to be honest with me and it was then he said that he just broke up with his wife, Qui.  I was stunned. He told me before they were divorced (or I think that is what he said).  I excused myself and ran off, filled with hurt, anger, and betrayal.  I returned to our quarters to give him a piece of my mind but didn't find him there.  Unable to sleep, I decided to visit my friend Tabby in the med bay where we talked for hours about a nightmare she had regarding her mothers' death.

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