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___"Ready as I'll ever be, pretty boy," Sleek returned, looking at the man with a wide grin. "Show me what y'been waitin' five years t'do!" ___The woman grabbed her seat as Makari punched down onto the pedal, sending them roaring out of the hangar. Sleek shrieked excitedly at the top of her...

___Sleek pursed her lips and nodded. What the other Fiani said was true: merchandise on Nar Shaddaa wasn't typically "hot," not unless it was stolen directly from one of the Hutts themselves. The woman raised a hand to rub thoughtfully at her chin, her eyes narrowing as Z'Kair made his...

___"Thought y'were that Duros gonk from down the way, name-a Ghoomba," Sleek replied with a roll of her eyes. "Y'wanna go nick some things from him, I en't gonna tell y'no." ___As Z'Kair got to business, Sleek reached out to take the datapad. Her ears flitted as she listened to the Fiani...

[slide] Location: Nar Shaddaa, Sleek's Shinies ___The door to the warehouse swung open, though nobody stepped through it. Instead, Sleek's BD-series droid was the first to greet Z'Kair, hopping up on the counter to warble with annoyance. Its zoom-capable photoreceptor whirred as it focused on...

___"Yeah, surprising, en't it?" Sleek asked. "Y'find honour 'mong thieves when ya en't out t'scalp folk. I've bailed a lotta people outta bad situations 'cause I en't charge 'em out the nose," she continued, scooting closer to L'Arra when her arm went around her shoulder, her hand dangling just...

___"Prob'ly fer the best, too," Sleek muttered in response to L'Arra pointing out they were facing away from critical systems. "Sure, we can do a li'l more later. I en't really feel like lettin' Di-Gi come at me with that arc welder fer blastin' the wall again," the woman chuckled. She followed...

___"En't no problem," Sleek answered as she completed the last adjustments on restoring the engine's integrity. Once finished, she pulled her goggles off her eyes to secure them on top of her head again. She put the arc welder on the cart and kicked it away with her foot, dusting off her hands...

___Sleek resumed her stance to continue shooting as L'Arra left to retrieve a holster. She fired one, two, and three more shots, successfully hitting the dummy each time. She turned as her companion offered her the holster, taking it in her hand to examine it. The woman set the blaster down...

___Sleek chortled as L'Arra informed her how they would be practising. She looked at the woman to watch her retrieve the standing target covered in blaster-proof material, setting it up across the way for them to practice. Her ears stood up as her companion drew and fired five clean shots from...

___"En't like it'd be the first time I were shot at," Sleek responded with a wry chuckle, shaking her head as she looked down at the blaster in her hands. She smiled as she finished speaking, her gaze turning up to look at L'Arra again. "S'pose we found somethin' t'pass the time already?" she...

___"In fer a treat?" Sleek echoed, furrowing her brow. Surprise flashed across her face as L'Arra gave her that gentle peck, followed by a faint tint of red filling her cheeks. She lifted her hand to gently rub at her face, a faint smile creasing her lips. The woman turned to face L'Arra as she...

___"Nah, figured ya prob'ly learnt somethin' like B'shingh," Sleek cackled with amusement. The woman went silent as Makari continued to speak at length about his childhood, drawing comparisons between Nar Shaddaa and Alsakan. She intently listened as she worked, applying the finishing touches to...

{slide=—Image|left} ___Sleek was no stranger to being on starships when they took off, but this was a new experience. She was taking off with somebody else this time, going out on a job to see what happened before people showed up at her shop to fence items. Not only was she going to see the...

___"I'm sure," Sleek answered with a reassuring smile. "I know it can be dangerous. It en't like Nar Shaddaa's a real safe place, y'know," she continued with a chuckle, watching the woman roll over and stretch. As L'Arra stood up, Sleek rolled and hung her legs off the side of the bed. She...

___Everything was a blur. Sleek's heart raced, causing the woman's memory to lapse in the moments leading up to their short walk up the stairs to her bedroom. They were there in the blink of an eye, and before she knew it, L'Arra was bearing herself. Sleek's eyes were transfixed on her...

___"A couple thousand, huh?" Sleek asked, inhaling through her teeth. "Yer normally payin' 'round ᖬ4,500 fer a new ion engine. Since this one en't new, I'd be willin' t'let it go fer that much. That said, I en't wanna take all-a yer creds, so I'll cut ya a good one-time deal fer ᖬ1,000," she...

___"En't gotta worry 'bout learnin' binary. I promise it en't as hard as yer prob'ly makin' it out t'be in yer head," Sleek grinned, pulling the datapad back once Kotru authorised the payment. She watched the droid mount the young Zabrak's shoulder, happy to see another satisfied customer. When...

___Sleek observed as Kotru powered on the droid and went through the motions for its fresh activation. Sitting on her stool, the woman propped her elbow on the counter and rested her chin on her palm. She smiled, occasionally snickering as the man fumbled the name and appeared confused about the...

___A smile lined Sleek's lips as L'Arra agreed to stay for another night. A warm, joyful flutter filled her chest, dispersing what fog of sleeplessness still clouded her mind. Behind Sleek, her tail swished erratically, betraying her excitement about having the woman stay and keep her company...

___"It en't really get in the way much as y'might think," Sleek clarified. "Besides, we got specially designed equipment t'guard our ears'n'tails when we're goin' through things like crawlspaces in a ship," she educated the Zabrak as she applied the finishing touches to the droid. The woman...