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Mackenzie was signed up for a dancing competition for her life with another girl. She was starting to get really sick of this. The big fat slob that was her slave master signed her up for this contest to see if she could pull it off against one of his friends slaves. As they made their way to the theatre which is where the dance was being held, Kenzie noticed that it was an open stage for anyone to see in from the outside, plus this could be a good place to make a break for it. She was then caught by surprise and pulled out of her thoughts when the hutt talked to her.
"Better not try anything slave girl." he had said to her. She rolled her eyes and replied. "Yeah you know me, don't think I won't try." the swollen scars on her bare back were still painful from the years she had been beaten nonstop for trying to escape. She wore a skin tight shirt that was open in the back along with skin tight pants with diamond slits in the sides of them. Her hair was also pulled back into a ponytail braid so it was out of the way. It was either that or the mean old hutt was going to slice it all off.
They finally got to the stage and she staged her escape as it was her turn to go up on stage with this other girl. The other girl had a top on that covered her shoulders to her rib cage and shorts that we're skin tight and very short. Soon the music started and the games were off! When Kenzie did her dance moves, she used the force occasionally to help with her planned escape. The girl next to her slipped and that gave Mackenzie a chance to force jump over the entire crowd and she made her way put of the death trap. A whip snapped at her foot, tripping her, but she used the force to grab her sabers from the clearly stunned hutt and cut the whip from her stuck foot. She then noticed four bounty hunters coming after her and she muttered a curse word before taking off, hooking her sabers to her belt and running as fast as she could as she was then shot at a few times getting wounded in her lower back, leg and shoulder.
Than something hit her. Almost literally. She ran into another force sensitive that wasn't letting her pass. His grip was strong and she winced in pain noticing that the sabers on his belt were clearly a Sith's Lightsaber. She continued struggling as she thought of the trailing bounty hunters behind her.
@Cameron Foster
"Better not try anything slave girl." he had said to her. She rolled her eyes and replied. "Yeah you know me, don't think I won't try." the swollen scars on her bare back were still painful from the years she had been beaten nonstop for trying to escape. She wore a skin tight shirt that was open in the back along with skin tight pants with diamond slits in the sides of them. Her hair was also pulled back into a ponytail braid so it was out of the way. It was either that or the mean old hutt was going to slice it all off.
They finally got to the stage and she staged her escape as it was her turn to go up on stage with this other girl. The other girl had a top on that covered her shoulders to her rib cage and shorts that we're skin tight and very short. Soon the music started and the games were off! When Kenzie did her dance moves, she used the force occasionally to help with her planned escape. The girl next to her slipped and that gave Mackenzie a chance to force jump over the entire crowd and she made her way put of the death trap. A whip snapped at her foot, tripping her, but she used the force to grab her sabers from the clearly stunned hutt and cut the whip from her stuck foot. She then noticed four bounty hunters coming after her and she muttered a curse word before taking off, hooking her sabers to her belt and running as fast as she could as she was then shot at a few times getting wounded in her lower back, leg and shoulder.
Than something hit her. Almost literally. She ran into another force sensitive that wasn't letting her pass. His grip was strong and she winced in pain noticing that the sabers on his belt were clearly a Sith's Lightsaber. She continued struggling as she thought of the trailing bounty hunters behind her.
@Cameron Foster