The Storyteller
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Kween Station, a massive station that is run by a Hutt by the name of Zigge had been running very smoothly up until recently. With the Hutt beginning to reach an incredibly old age and suffered from a genetic defect that caused his skin to crack when not taken care of properly. Some have thought it was alright to do as they pleased. Now the Hutt has been cracking down on these issues. But there has been on big problem with security. Mostly in the lower levels.
Despite all of his best efforts, Zigge has not been able to get his security personnel to do their jobs. And well this simply will not do. How can he run this station if they will not do their jobs to his expectations? So the Hutt reached out to the Empire for help. He knows that there will be a price for their services. Now Zigge does not want to have to resort to such measures but the desire to bring his precious station back under control he knows he has to look for outside help. Getting the station back to perfect running order will be worth any price.
So here is Zigge patiently waiting for the envoys to arrive in the designated meeting room. He was told that they should be here any moment. Time felt like it was ticking slower and louder. Slower due to him starting to become impatient, louder because the longer it took to get the station under control security wise he will most likely lose the entire station. Moving from the window to the massive wooden table the Hutt looked around at the empty room, save for the protocol droid that stood at a corner waiting to be called over when the representatives arrive.
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