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The Slave Queens New Interest	By : Revelnit Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Clone Wars Views: 58618 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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   This was the time when all the work would lead up to success or failure. The hundreds of Togrutan slaves were counting on them. The disguises that Ahsoka and Anakin had on; the fake identities indicating their relationship as master and slave (with her as the slave of course Ahsoka thought bitterly to herself) it all determined whether they were believed by the queen of the slaver empire.
   The felinoid queen Miraj Scintel, her large ears tucked up and behind her crown, looked down from upon her throne humoring her most recent guests blandishments, Anakin had just comlpimented her upon her beauty, in Ashokas opinion with slightly too much vigor. The queen for her part seemed to be buying it though.
   Anakin had tripped himself up momentarily by saying that he had heard of the tall slim queens beauty via another slaver named Bruno Denturri. The mistake being punctuated by the drawing of a gun by one of Queen Miraj's aides and the pointing of it at Anakins head. Anakin hurriedly returned to the queens good side by claiming to have killed Denturri and taken his property. To proudly bring home the point of his victory he gestured to Ahsoka"...Here is a slave from his house, compensation for my the efforts..."
   Suddenly The dark all covering cloth that had up until that point kept Ahsoka's appearance a secret was yanked off Anakin leaving her wearing her 'slave' costume underneath. Consisting of a light blue skirt along with matching arm stockings and a top that revealed her stomach, Ahsoka also wore a wealth of jewels upon her head tucked in and among her cranial tentacles long with pieces spread about her body. She was going for the look of a pampered but still fiery slave and she believed she had accomplished her goal. There was just one last thing to make the disguise complete...
   "Unhand me, Brigand!" Ahsoka cried tossing away the grasping arm of her master turned rude slaveowner. Anakin cocked an eyebrow in response to the cornball line his apprentice had delivered. She gave a weak grimace back, Ahsokas strong suit was lightsabre combat not improvisation.
   She was expecting to pass for a slave what she didn't expect was the impression she had made upon the queen herself. She immediately stood up from her throne "You impress me Lars Quell, she's quite a prize." Walking down the stairs complimenting the accomplishments of Anakin Skywalker's cover identity. Ahsoka expected her to come face to face with Anakin so that she could receive more of his adoration, Ahsoka was slightly surprised though when she had walked straight up to, her.
   When the queen got to the slave she walked around her in a circle carfully looking over the young girl with piercing wide yellow eyes, an ovoid bird perched upon her shoulder, hoping for attention or a possible treat. "The slave is certainly of fine stock. Bruno always knew how to choose a beautiful female." Suddenly Ahsoka felt a touch on her right shoulder, turning to find a long thin finger seductively caressing her there.
   Ahsoka' reaction was mostly instinct as her right hand quickly struck out, pushing the queens questing arm aside. "Don't you dare touch me!"
   The two females locked eyes in apparent mutual defiance. Ahsokas heated blue eyed gaze met the golden wide eyed stare of the queen."Though she will have to be processed. Her demeanor leaves much to be desired." Casually she tossed a question Anakins way. "What is your price for her?"
   Though she didn't show it Ahsoka was as alarmed about the offer as she was puzzled by it's existence. She was just rude to the queen, intentionally so. So why did this make the queen more interested in her? Anakin did his best to divert the queen with more compliments and charm, Ahsoka's eyes rolled at the obviousness of his pandering. He leaned in and whispered something in the queens ear. The queen chuckled upon hearing what it was (that Ahsoka couldn't hear) "Lars! Stop it. STOP IT. You are a bold one aren't you?" The queens protests were coquettish and were designed to appear flirtacious. Ahsoka hoped her master undertood that.
   "My reputaion precedes me then." Anakin crossed his arms over his chest in confidence. Ahsoka sighed inwardly apparently her master didn't.
   It appeared Queen Scintel seemed to be on the verge of letting the issue drop-for now. That was what Ahsokas feelings told her would happen but then the queen looked over her shoulder back at Ahsoka fixing her with a piercing stare. Then she turned back to Anakin and started whispering in his ear. When she was done Skywalker appeared to hesitate, his earlier confidence and charisma seemed to drain temporarily as he considered the words that he (but not Ahsoka) had heard. At last he came to some assembly of words.
   "Well, your majesty... I guess that..."
   "Excellent! It is settled then." The queen looked back over her shoulder and gave Ahsoka a ghost of a smile. Ahsoka did not like it one bit. "Afterwards perhaps we can put a price on your slave." She walked over to Ahsoka and intertwined her right arm with the girls left. Ahsoka 's eyes widened and her body language made it obvious that she was about to yank her hand back out of the arrogant queens possesion. Queen Miraj's hand tightened it's grip upon Ahsoka's in anticipation of the resistance.
   She leaned close to Ahsoka's ear. "You must not have been a slave long. You have a fierce streak of independence in you, for the sake of my friend Lars here and for your own future as a happy slave I shall make sure to break you of that annoying attitude."
   Ahsoka realized that the queen was pointing out not just a personality trait she disliked but a glaring inconsistency in Ahsokas preformance. She was supposed to be a slave why was she not acting like it, thus drawing attention to herself? She let her arm go slack and gave the queen a slight nod of deferrence.
   They headed out of the throne room the queen and Ahsoka side by side holding hands. Ahsoka looked back expecting to find Anakin in tow, hoping to get a read on his expression that might clue her into what just happened. when she did she realized that Anakin was not only not following them he was being led away That bullying aide of the queens led him to the exit opposite of the the one the queen and her were leaving by.
   Something had happened just now, something significant, something wholly unexpected. Ahsoka wasn't sure what it was or how her master had dealt with it, but she had the oddest feeling she wouldn't like the outcome.
   Later Ahsoka found herself separated from the queen and taken by a guard down to the expansive kitchens deep in the heart of the Palace. The guard took her to what appeared to be a bar section with refrigerators and what appeared to be wine bottles stacked upon racks. . A green skinned Twi'lek girl with purple head covering was just finishing pouring a drink into a cup when Ahsoka and her guard arrived.
   "Pour a second." He commanded gruffly.
   The Twilek girl seemed to have become apprehensive at the guards arrival. She opened her mouth, then closed it, when she opened it again, "This," She held up the bottle, "Is from the queens personal stock sir."
   The guard Leaned across the bar and immediately backhanded her. The girl's right hand leapt up to the offended cheek and a look of horror crossed her face momentarily. "It's not for me SKUD! The queen ordered two cups. Now, POUR!"
   It was all Ahsoka could do to not utilize a force push and send the bully sailing over the bar. The now jittery slave slowly took out another cup and placed it upon the serving tray, slowly pouring another drnk from the same bottle. She then picked up the tray and disapeared behind a cabinet for a second before re-emerging with the tray and drinks.
   The guard placed his hand upon her chest. "The new one is to serve the queen." His head tilting to his left to indicate Ahsoka. He pointed towards the tray and looked at Ahsoka. "Take it."
   Ahsoka carefully took the tray, immediately noticing some resistance from the serving girl. Just as she was beginning to wonder why, she noticed that as the girls hands left the tray, her right hand immediately whipped behind her back. Ahsoka could have sworn she saw something long and metallic in the slaves hand as it went behind her back.
   The guard didn't seem to notice as he started heading for the kitchen doors. Ahsoka met the slave girls eyes. It was obvious they were pleading 'Don't turn me in, please' they said. Ahsoka turned and followed the guard. Considering what she thought she had just interrupted, Ahsoka thought she had saved someone some trouble. She wasn't sure if it was the queen or the girl.
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