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The Slave Queens New Interest	By : Revelnit Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Clone Wars Views: 58619 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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   It was only partly a surprise for Ahsoka that the guards stationed outside of the hubs command center let her inside with no opposition. It would seem her influence as 'guest of the Queens', extended further than she had first assumed. Entering though the wide blast door Ahsoka took in the poorly lit surroundings. It could have been they were only poorly lit to her. Felinoid eyesight took in light far more efficiently then her own species did. Or perhaps, the dimly lit environs were a methodology of intimidation for any frightened slaves brought to this place.
   Poorly lit was not the same as unlit though. A limited amount of orange light came through windows off to her right. Before her, she could see wide stairs leading away from the command centers entrance towards a large circular console at the center of the room, obviously a large holodisplay. Around the room were several other displays, all showing information to various Zyggerian soldiers operating them.
   The person she was looking for was just finishing whatever business she had with the holodisplay. The Queen was reaching down, killing the holodisplays feed just as Ahsoka came in. Ahsoka tried to catch sight of what was displayed there but whatever it was showing flickered out of sight before she could get a good look.
   Coming out from behind the display, the Queen seemed pleased to see her. “Well, I thought you would have been eager to steal away with your fellow jedi my orange beauty. Don't tell me you've reconsidered staying with me?” She beckoned towards the girl and glided over to stairs that led up to a large door, Ahsoka falling in behind. On the other side of the door was a large desk with several smaller holodisplays and dozens of multicolored buttons.
   Once they were both inside, the Queen pressed a button that closed the door behind them. The press of another button lowered a panel on the wall, adjacent to the door they had just come though. Once retracted, it revealed what appeared to be a wide picture window looking back at the hubs command center, except there didn't seem to be a window. Only a glow around what would have been the window frame.
   When Ahsoka frowned her question at the Queen her host explained. “We're in the Keepers office. This window hologramatically creates a two way mirror. We can see them, but they can't see us. Nor can they hear us. The Keepers paranoid way of keeping an eye on things no doubt.”
   Turning to the opening the Queen looked out at the Zyggerian soldiers busily working at their consoles. She then raised her voice so that she could loudly proclaim; “Hello boys! Your royal Queen is quite naked! Look up here if you want the show of a lifetime!”
   “Your majesty!” In astonishment Ahsoka reached out towards the Queen. She wasn't quite sure if it was to get her attention or bodily pull her away from the opening but either way neither was necessary.
   The Queen gave a short laugh as she pointed out to the command center. “See? Not a sign of detection.” Looking out the opening, it was just as the Queen said. The soldiers worked dilligently and obliviously at their stations. Taking advantage of the distraction and the girls new proximity the Queen reached out and slowly traced a line with her middle finger along the fall of one of Ahsoka's lekku.
   The jedi for her part had to fight through the wave of pleasure caused by the unexpected touch before she could even speak. The pleasure of her lovers gentle hand against so sensitive an area of her body was something that couldn't be ignored. She bit her lip while letting out a quiet moan.
   The fingers slid further down Ahsoka's body, the cause of a great many pleasurable sensations. All over the Queens body on what would be smooth skin for a Human or Togrutan was a fine almost invisible layer of fuzz-like fur. Vestigial hair from long in the felinoid races evolutionary past. While this would be a matter of trivia for most people, for a certain young Togrutan whose daring neckline was being probed by the finger of such a being, the discovery was a delight.
   Moving in the Queen placed her lips on the nape of the young womans neck. Her finger went exploring within Ahsoka's top. It was soon joined by the rest of the hand. The monarch did not fondle or maul the younger woman like she were some prostitute. The one finger began it's mission by drawing small gentle circles around the areolae. Meanwhile the Queens lips slowly kissed a line up the side of the girls neck.
   Throwing her head back Ahsoka reveled in the pleasure of the lovemaking. While she was in a state of oblivious pleasure, the Queens other hand moved down to one of the patches on Ahsoka's belt. With the deftlness of a pickpocket the desired item was extracted, with Ahsoka only noticing on a subconscious level.
   Returning to her senses Ahsoka realized the Queen had taken the 'toy' she had given Ahsoka back on the royal yacht. She was now holding it up in front of Ahsoka. The young jedi had only a couple of seconds to realize it had been introduced to their play before the queen placed the metallic tip of the torpedo shaped item to Ahsoka's chest before using it to trace a slow line down the middle of the jedi's chest.
   “Now, what shall we talk about?” The Queens question came out so close to Ahsoka's ear she felt the breath the Queen used to make them. “Ohhhhh yes, I believe we were going to discuss why you and your jedi friends were still hanging around this literal hole in the ground.”
   So dazed was Ahsoka by all the erotic attention she was getting that she could only respond by meeting the gaze of the other woman through half open eyelids. Seeing that a fairly languid reesponse was all Ahsoka could muster the Queen acquired a devilish smile and went back to kissing the less experienced woman, this time along orange girls jawline.
   The Queen was very good at what she was doing and seemed very much in control. Ahsoka certainly hoped masters Anakin and Obi-wan managed to complete their mission, and quickly. Ahsoka half believed she would give the Queen the codes for the defenses around Coruscant, if this continued much longer.
   While hurriendly trying to think of what to say, two words 'Oh boy' chased themselves around her head. The Queens smile advanced to become a chuckle. “There are certainly no boys allowed around here my sweet.” It was only then that Ahsoka realized she had said the two words out loud.
   Damn.
   Deep below the command center Anakin and Obi-wan wound their way stealthily through several corridors of the processing hub before arriving where Artoo had been leading them. From around a corner, Anakin could see a door halfway down the next corridor.
   It appeared unguarded, from what Anakin could see. That shouldn't have been the case. Even given a disorderly security situation following the Queens unexpected arrival there still should have been some form of guard, especially for this room. Perhaps the Queen was even smarter than he thought and was laying a trap?
   Though he couldn't really make out the faded Zyggerian script on the door he already new what the room contained. Artoo had tapped into the hubs central computer and through the use of some skilled hacking had manged to locate the room that held the hubs interstellar communications hardware. While interstellar communications could be accessed through a handful of stations throughout the complex the actually hardware needed to send and receive those transmissions were located here. That way the overseers of the slaves could keep a centralized lid on any unauthorized communications.
   Swiftly and Quietly Anakin and Obi-Wan moved to flanking positions on either side of the door. Artoo rolled up near to the computer terminal, his interface device flipping up to the ready position. Anakin held up his hand to stay the droid from connecting up to the port. Reaching out through the force the jedi knight gave strength to his hearing. Even through the thick metal door, it was possible he could detect signs of a trap.
   Listening intently Anakin heard what sounded like a conversation. Even with the force as his ally he couldn't make out individual words, it seemed like two men having a normal conversation. He leaned down to Artoo and whispered. “Unlock and deactivate the doors Artoo.”
   Artoos interface tool connected up to the Doors terminal giving off soft clicks and whirs. With the doors unlocked and deactivated He and Obi-wan could open them manually. Less chance of a hydraulic 'Hiss' alerting whoever was inside.
   With a soft 'chuff' the doors parted down the middle but only a couple of inches. Anakin nodded to Obi- wan and they both laid the palms of their hands flat against their respective sides of the door, and pulled.
   With the door now quietly opened a few more inches Anakin peered inside the communications room. Quickly thanking the force that there didn't seem to be a squad of Zyggerian soldiers with rifles at the ready, waiting for them, Anakin looked around. Inside, through dim light, he could see several pillar-like structures that stretched from floor to ceiling, composed of electronic equipment. Near the back of the room he could see a glow. He could now make out the voices he had only barely perceived out in the corridor. The voice that was carrying on it's part of the conversation he recognized very well in spite of the fact that said voice belonged to someone who wasn't even in this system.
   “But of course Keeper Agruss, your stewardship over your far flung operation is yours...If you wish to have control over one minor facility.” The deep baritone of Count Dooku seemed conciliatory, almost generous, crackling over the vast interstellar distance between Zyggeria and Kadavo. “However, why would a rationally self-interested person such as yourself settle for so small a reward? After all, with just this one transmission you become a hero, not just to the true government of Zyggeria but to the greater separatist cause as well. Your reward should be proportionally greater.”
   Determining that the Counts conversation partner was alone and it was safe Anakin stealthily slipped through the door, right shoulder first since the door was only open ajar. While signaling Master Obi-wan and Artoo to follow him in just as quietly he heard the Keepers hated voice reply to the leader of the separatists.
   “Greater, my lord? Well that only sounds fair. However Governor Ingrel is the one in charge of the Kadavos system as a whole.”
   “You mean...was in charge of the Kadavos system.”
   Having gotten close enough Anakin could peer around the corner. He could now see Keeper Agruss' chair floating in front of a holodisplay. The holographic visage of the count showed him expressing the shark-like grin that comes so naturally to his features when ruining another persons life.
   The Keeper gave the Count an oily smile in return. “You have been most generous my lord. I will not let you or your forces down.”
   Seriousness returned to the Counts face. “That would be quite inadvisable my friend. While loyalty is rewarded lavishly, be aware, that so too is failure. You have the easiest job imaginable. You need only stall the queen while my battleship arrives. I will not be there personally. There is too much left here on Zyggeria to mop up. That royal whore has left quite a mess in her wake. However you should have more than enough force at your disposal to take the Queen. If you're smart you'll coordinate a covert entry of a droid strike team into your facility with the ships commander. Have them take down the Queen along with the small security contingent you have there.”
   “She shall be groveling at your feet shortly, my lord.”
   “You misunderstand Agruss. Bringing her back alive is...not a priority.” A smaller more subtle version of the grin he wore before reappeared on Dooku's face. It contrasted with the Keepers look of dry lipped nervousness.
   “That won't be a problem will it, Keeper?”
   “Uh, no my lord. Not at all. In fact that miserable female has been an overbearing bother since she arrived. Her treatment of me has made calling you and telling you of her whereabouts a pleasure.”
   The grin was promoted up to a full smile. “Well good, then it's settled. Oh, and one last thing Keeper...”
   The Keeper raised his eybrows in curiousity.
   “That little, orange, jedi girl is probably still with her. If you could arrange for her to meet the same fate as the Queen, I assure you, I would show even more gratitude then I already have.”
   A thoughtful look crossed the Keepers features. Even he was smart enough to know that taking down a jedi was not an easy job. Anakin was sure an overdressed bully and coward like him would never take the risk.
   “I will see what I can do my lord.”
   The look of dark anger that crossed Anakin Skywalkers features almost perfectly coincided with the widening of Count Dooku's smile to it's widest extent yet. It was that smile that was the last thing he saw as the holographic transmission first went to static, then faded out.
   Before the last of the light from the holoprojector died away Keeper Agruss was suddenly and rudely slammed against the wall to his right, hoverchair and all. At first the keeper couldn't understand what had happened to him. It was almost as though his chair had been suddenly magnetized to the wall. The repulsordrive on his favorite chair didn't just suddenly break down, did it?
   Then, to his horror in the dim light of the communications room he made out the form of the two jedi knights and the droid. The younger one dressed in black held out his hand in the direction of Agruss fingers spread. Oh sweet ancestors, how much had they heard? Then the Keepers breath got shorter and shorter. It felt as though there were a great weight resting upon his chest. His breathing suddenly became labored. He quickly realized whatever wizardry the younger one was using to keep him pinned was also slowly putting pressure on his chest.
   “Anakin!” The older one put his hand on the outstretched hand of the younger one. “That's enough! I'll take care of him. You let our people know.” The intense glare on Anakin rotated left almost robotically to look at Obi-wan before returning to Agruss. With what seemed to the Keeper like several minutes, but was in fact only a few seconds Skywalker released his hold upon the Keeper. It was almost immediately taken up again by Obi-wan, but in a far more gentle manner.
   After several deep breaths Anakin turned to the holodisplay and reactivated it. Soon he was discussing the disposition of the republic fleet with it's admiral. It would take longer than the conversation would last for him to calm his rage of emotions.
   Breath came raggedly to Ahsoka, she wasn't quite sure if it was the nervousness about the situation or just excitement. Here she was, leaning up against a narrow table-like work area at the base of the window the Keeper used to keep track of his command center. The Queen of an entire empire kneeled before her.
   Of course the kneeling had little to do with respect and more to do with access. From above, Ahsoka watched the Queen pulling the young jedi's skirt up, running her hands up and down her thighs. The act seemed somewhere between massage and erotic foreplay. The very private nature of the act spurring Ahsoka's excitement further.
   Soon she felt the soft wet touch of a kiss upon her inner thigh. It was soon joined by other kisses, that alternated between the inner thighs of both her left and right legs and Ahsoka couldn't help but notice were being planted higher and higher.
   She felt a gentle pulling from down below as she felt the brief undergarment that covered her most intimate of areas being pulled away. The Queen stared appraisingly at the area then let out a soft 'Hmmmmm'. Another kiss was planted on Ahsoka this time in a far more personal place.
   Looking down Ahsoka could see her lover leaning forward to plant another kiss on her vagina. It was a beautiful thing to see even more beautiful a thing experience. The kiss lingered and soon included the sovereigns tongue. Ahsoka could feel the soft wetness of the tongue creating circles around her clitoris. She felt like she was climbing a staircase of pleasure, with the Queen familiar with every step of the way.
   Ahsoka's breath caught as a parrticularly skillful manuever of the tongue shook her quivering body. A squirt of liquid came from the girl, dousing the Queens upper lip in the juice of girlish excitement. “Your majesty, I always assumed you were the kind of woman that would want to be on the receiving end of something like this.”
   The Queen with drew her mouth temporarily to respond. “Oh. I most certainly do want to audition your tongue, to see what talents it posesses my dear. It's just, that I have quite the fondness for you my dear. Believe me, you will get a chance to show me what you can do.
   Reaching out to a nearby shelf the Queen retrieved the sex toy she had retaken posession of earlier. Holding the base she placed the tip of it directly upon Ahsoka's labia. She ran the length of the dildo up and over the girls genitals, evoking a slight shaking from Ahsoka's weakened legs. The dildo was covered with a thin sheen of Ahsoka's vaginal juices. The queen examined the liquid covering the item and ran her tongue over the length of it. For good measure she made sure the jedi saw her do it.
   The surprise and fascination covering Ahsoka's features were genuine. She had never met anyone who enjoyed sexuality as much as the Queen did. “Are you g-g-going to p-put that...”
   “Up and in my dear. Unless you're too Sc-c-cared."
   It was obvious from the fatigued look Ahsoka gave the Queen that she got the sarcasm. The Queen could tell that from the slight widening of the girls legs that she still wanted the lovemaking to continue, even if the suitor was as sarcastic as she.
   She brought the tip of the device to the opening of the vagina. The tip was sunken into the sex organs lips for just a few centimeters. It paused while the Queen brought her mouth up so that she could place her toungue up and over the clitoral hood. While the flat of her tongue traced circles around the top of the vagina her hand slowly slid the dildo, as she promised, up and into the youger woman.
   Letting her head fall backward, Ahsoka let out an extended moan. Almost without conscious direction she placed her right hand on the back of the Queens head. The rubbing motions on the back of the Queens head made her know that her minstrations with both her tongue and her tool were being very well received.
   After a short time of giving her best efforts with her hands, her mouth and the sex toy the Queen removed it from it's private home and gave the area one last kiss. Before the Togrutan girl could mention her feelings about the change the Queen stood. She placed a brief kiss on Ahsoka's lips. Ahsoka could taste herself within the moisture of the kiss. It was wonderful.
   The Queens voice sounded as soft as flower petals. “Turn around my dear.”
   Not quite sure what the Queen had in mind Ahsoka turned, putting her hands on the deep window frame of the Keepers office. The gentle placement of the Queens hand on her back cued her to bend forward at the waist, which Ahsoka did. Again Ahsoka felt the touch of the dildo against her nether lips, this time from behind her. Sliding the device up and down but not inside the younger womans pussy drove Ahsoka to let out a gasp. Soon she heard the Queens voice being whispered into her ear.
   “Now, I want you to relax and lose yourself in the moment.”
   Ahsoka felt the sex toy driving into her slowly until it was almost gone. Even with the gentle entry Ahsoka had to grit her teeth until it was all the way in. She felt the Queens right hand grab onto her shoulder, for what reason Ahsoka couldn't fathom. The next powerful stroke the dildo made into her motivated Ahsoka to look behind her. She saw the Queen with the base of the dildo braced up against her lower abdomen. Now not only was the Queens lower torso adding to the force behind it, Ahsoka was now being truly fucked by the toy and her Queen. After several strokes the Queen was back whispering in her ear.
   “Now what was it your jedi friends were doing around the station my dear?” The Queens felinoid tongue wriggled out and traced a line up one of the girls lekku. “You were just about to tell me, I believe.”
   A feeling of momentary panic gripped Ahsoka. Combined with the wonderful fucking she was receiving it made for an odd overall feeling. What was she going to say? She decided to go in the safe direction and say nothing.
   She felt the Queen straighten up behind her. For a short time the pumping motion of the dildo into and out of her was the only noise in the room. Just as she was beginning to focus all of her attention on her increasing pleasure the Queen took her hand off of her shoulder.
   It immediately came back down again, hard against Ahsoka's exposed, right, butt cheek with a loud 'crack'.
   “OW!” Ahsoka turned and gave the Queen a dirty look. Ok, maybe she wasn't letting the subject drop.
   “Oh don't look at me like that my little orange flower. You know you deserve it, and I'll bet you like it too. I told you, I can spot the type. Now tell me, where are your friends?”
   “Your majesty, I'm not going to tell you where they...OW!!!” Ahsoka's last being caused by another swift and powerful open handed slap. This time against the left buttock. Considering the sting Ahsoka could swear the Queen was licking her hand before striking.
   The Queen issued a sigh of resignation. “I see, so that is the way of things. I understand. It's a galaxy without trust I suppose.”
   The next thing that Ahsoka felt the removal of the dildo from her pussy. At first Ahsoka thought that the extent of her punishment for not giving up her friends was going to be denial of sex. She couldn't have been more wrong.
   The next sensation that Ahsoka could feel from behind her was the tip of the sex toy rested oh so lightly against another hole, located in roughly the same region as the one the Queen had recently exited. This one however had not been thought of as an entry door in all of the young jedi's life. While still inexperienced in such matters Ahsoka was able to divine the Queens intent in less than a second. Which unfortunately for her was about an eighth of a second after the Queen pressed forward.
   Fortunately for Ahsoka, the Queen wasn't so rude as to drive the intruder in like a nail. She just entered Ahsoka, about an inch and a half. That was enough to cause Ahsoka to be flustered though.
   “Oh don't you dare!”
   “Perhaps you would care to reconsider my dear? It can be quite painful if it goes in all the way. Trust me I know.” There was a short pause “Or perhaps you would prefer to share the joys of our relationship with everyone?” Queen Miraj held her hand above the button that turned the 'two-way mirror' into a regular window making the goings on inside the office visible to everyone.
   Ahsoka's hand shot out grabbing the Queens wrist. “No don't! Look your majesty I can't tell you...”
   “That your friends are holding Keeper Agruss hostage in the command center?”
   The young jedi's brow furrowed in confusion. What an odd and completely off base guess. “No, your majesty they're not holding any of your people hostage.”
   “Thats comforting.” The Queen said with the same casualness with which she ordered her morning breakfast. Ahsoka could see though that the sovereigns eyes were locked upon the goings on outside of the two-way mirror. Following her gaze Ahsoka finally understood why the Queen had said what she did.
   Just outside the window stood a situation completely differen't from the one that Ahsoka had just seen a few seconds ago. Several of the Queens warriors were rising from their stations and drawing their weapons. Masters Anakin and Obi-wan were near the door. Obi-wan held Keeper Agruss in place against a wall, with the force, while Anakin levitated a nearby table to act as a makeshift shield. It was clear the table could quickly become a weapon, if hostilities escalated.
   Completely at a loss for what had gone wrong with the plan, Ahsoka reached behind her shooing the Queens hands and sex toy away from her behind. After standing, she smoothed her skirt down as hastily as she could to make herself presentable. “We have to get out there!”
   “Are you sure? I personnally like a good perfomance during my lovemaking sessions.”
   Rolling her eyes, Ahsoka rolled away from the table and leapt out the door.
   “Ahsoka, be careful!” Her masters warning came as soon as she had emerged from the office. A Zyggerian soldier had rounded on Ahsoka and leveled his blaster at her. It took all of Ahsoka's restraint not to draw her lightsaber and hold it up threateningly. There was already enough tension in the room. It was time to get some answers before things escalated into close range shooting...and table throwing.
   “Master, whats going on!?!”
   Before Ahsoka could get an answer, the Queen came out of the office right behind her. The first thing her large, felinoid eyes saw was the soldier who was covering Ahsoka with his gun. “Tell me private, if things were to turn violent in the next few seconds, were you planning on firing at her with me standing right here, you drooling moron?” In a panicked heartbeat the soldier returned the barrel of his gun back to the two male jedi.
   Having dealt with that annoyance, the Queen then turned to the two jedi men. “Alright you jedi skug, what are you doing here holding the Keeper prisoner? I'm assuming you wish to die?”
   “I apologize for the dramatic entry your majesty, however we needed...”
   “Don't listen to them your majesty!” The Keepers shrill interruption cut through Skywalkers attempt at negotiation. “They have some devious trickery in mind! Guards! Your Queen is in danger! KILL TH...” With his mouth muffled by quick readjustment of Obi-wans hold, the Keeper himself was cut off. The command centers guards stiffened with tension and reaimed their weapons at the jedi.
   Anakin held his hands up in a 'stopping' gesture. “No wait! Your majesty you must listen! The Keeper here has put you and I in deadly danger. He's informed Count Dooku of your location. I'm afraid the arrival of a separatist battleship in this very system is inevitable.”
   The Queen did not level so much as aim her gaze at the two interlopers. “What makes you think I would believe such an absurd story? How would you know of such a thing anyway?”
   Anakin looked ovrer at Obi-wan who shrugged in reply. Reluctantly Anakin turned back to the Queen. “We were in the communications center trying to get our own message out to republic forces when we came across mister loyalty here talking to Count Dooku in the communications room.”
   “My masters would not lie your majesty.” Ahsoka knew that despite her assurance the Queen was still skeptical. She also couldn't believe her master had blown all of their plans to the Zyggerian sovereign unless their plan had suddenly become moot. “On that you have my word.”
   The Captain of the guard lowered his blaster and walked around to one of the available computer panels. After punching a few keys and observing data he returned his look to the Queen. “The communications equipment has been accessed your majesty. The log indicates that two messages have been sent. The first was sent to the Royal palace on Zyggeria. The second, to an unremarkable set of coordinates, on the fringe of Zyggerian space.”
   The Captains eyes then momentarily widened before his head snapped up. Looking straight at the Keeper, his features took on a barely noticable look of disgust. “I believe, that we can take custody of the Keeper from you now jedi.” He ordered two of the guards who were in the standoff with Anakin and Obi-wan to level their weapons at the Keeper.
   Anticipating the Queens questions from the look of confusion on the Queens face the Captain exlpained himelf. “The messages themselves only partly support the jedi's story. What confirms it is this.” He pointed his finger at the workstation he was using. “The communications equipment can be broken into; hacked and such. If someone is very good. However you can simply use the gear if you have the right codes. Not only were the right codes used to make these two communiques...” The look of disgust on his features deepened. “...the codes used to make them were, in fact, the Keepers codes.”
   All eyes in the command center turned to Keeper Agruss. His face was a combination of near panic and hatred for all his captors. He focused the latter on the Captain. “I'll make you suffer for this when my friends get here Captain.”
   The Queen descended the handful of stairs from the Keepers office with Ahsoka in tow. A look of liquid contempt poured from her features. As she closed like a predator on the cringing, hovering form of the Keeper. “I think, that the only one doing any suffering here today Agruss, will be you!”
   “I'm afraid the news gets worse your majesty.” Obi-wan released the Keepers chair from his force hold upon it. It would seem the guards had Agruss under control. Or at least covered by blaster rifles that the Keeper seemed to wholeheartedly respect.
   He asked Ahsoka how long it took her and the Queen to get here in their yacht. The two women agreed on a rough estimate of how long it took and told the two men. Anakin and Obi-wan again gave each other uncomfortable looks. It was Anakin that next spoke.
   “Just as we thought you're majesty. Thats how long we guessed too. It's unfortunate, we were hoping that we had underestimated the time it took to transport us here. You see if our calculations are correct, Dooku's battleship should be arriving here seventy to ninety minutes before the republic fleet.”
   Approaching her master, Ahsoka took in the gravity of what he had just said. “Master, we will be hard pressed to defend this station against a full battleship.” Both she and Skywalker new full well that 'hard pressed' was at best an understatement. Even the slaving hubs impressive array of laser cannons would be no match for a separatist battleship. Master Skywalker had just announced to everyone with two credits of tactical wit that the station was about to fall to the separatists.
   The Queen, to her credit, seemed to realize their predicament as well. Her face had a thoughtful look upon it for several seconds. “Well at least we can arrange it so that this piece of trash does not benefit from his treachery. Guards!”
   After she flicked her pointer finger in the Keepers general direction. Most of the command centers guards, not simply the two covering him raised their blasters up to their shoulders. Several had looks of satisfaction upon their faces as they took aim. It would seem the Keeper was about as popular with his guards as he was his slaves.
   “No wait your majesty!” Skywalkers hand shot up to gain the Queens attention. “I need him...alive.”
   Confusion came to the face of not just the Queen but Ahsoka as well. Ahsoka sidestepped next to her Master to whisper. “Master, your dedication to the preservation of life is impressive but...”
   “What need have you for this slug?” Ahsoka looked bemusedly at the Queen, who had finished her thought, almost word for word.
   Anakin, looked Ahsoka over with a critical eye for the first time since she had sprung from the office. He opened his mouth to point out her state of dishevelment, then realized that would be a change of their more urgent ongoing subject. “Believe me, this guy could fall out of the galaxy and I wouldn't care. I want him because he's part of my plan.”
   Ahsoka and the Queen looked at each other for only a second, then spoke the same word, at the same time. “Plan?”
   Skywalker nodded smugly in response.
   “What sort of plan would make me want to spare the life of this insect larvae?” The Queens hand waved dismissively in the Keepers direction.
   The 'larvae' being held at gunpoint nearby surprisingly spoke up. “Yes thats right jedi, tell us all your amazing plan!” The sarcasm of the Keepers statement was the most obvious part of his request, but here was something more about his voice that kept all of the people around him from simply telling him to shut up. It had taken on a high pitched manic tone. His eyes had taken on a glazed trapped animal look. In short he suddenly appeared and sounded dangerous. This, in spite of his captivity. Temporarily the command center occupants were silenced.
   No one had noticed the Keeper flip the hidden switch under the left armrest of his hoverchair a few seconds earlier. So no one was prepared for what came next.
   “While you're explaining it to us all...” His clenched fist rose above the right armwrest of his chair. “...you can tell us if your plan included THIS!” His fist punched down savagely on a glowing red button on his right armrest. The loud bark of a blaster bolt emerged from the right armrest of the keepers chair.
   As the bolt emerged from the chairs hidden blaster Anakin Sywalkers amazingly powerful jedi reflexes kicked in. While most people were only beginning to register trouble, his hand was already headed to the normal carrying place on his belt for his lightsaber. A deflection of a blaster bolt from an as yet undrawn lightsaber would have been difficult for an average jedi. For Anakin though it was a move he had done under duress several times.
   While the bright green bolt emerged from the Keepers hidden gun and started to traverse the distance to Anakin his hand was already returning from his belt line in preparation for putting his lightsaber in position to parry the bolt away from him. It was only, as his hand began the return trip from his belt line completely empty, that his mind registered the lack of weight being carried in said hand.
   Yes, deflecting blaster bolts was difficult for jedi with holstered sabers, but impossible for those without them. As the blaster bolt was crossing the remaining distance from the Keeper to him Anakin suddenly realized to his extreme disappointment, he was one of those without one.
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