"Master…" Shmi held his left arm tightly and shivered. She was forty years old, but she felt like a scared little girl again. Well, you never really 'get over' some traumas.
"Don't be afraid. It's just a slug." Asmodeus snickered as the lights in the wide-open cargo hold turned on. There were actually a bunch of boxes and crates everywhere! The ceiling was only about three or four meters, the room was about ten meters wide. The walls were curved though, it wasn't a square or rectangular space.
"Come out. There's no point hiding from us."
It was a 'slug' of sorts. When Shmi saw the creature, she was scared, but then calmed down a bit. After all, it obviously wasn't the monster she was remembering. Though they did look somewhat similar.
This Hutt was also female in appearance. With big orange eyes and black snake-like pupils. She had a large green bald head, tan hairless eyebrows, a flat nose that was essentially just two slits, a very wide mouth that almost reached from one side of her 'fat' face to the other. She even had two large tan breasts that hung down a bit, though there were no nipples. Perhaps because she was really young, about 200 years old, the Hutt girl had comparatively larger arms. They were also slightly muscular, just like her abdomen below her chest. In fact, there was even some definition, as if she had actual abs under that yellowish-beige flesh. On the back of her long chubby tail was mostly green and surprisingly smooth skin. For a Hutt at least.
"You… Are you a Jedi?" She spoke in the common language instead of Huttese.
"Do you want us to be Jedi?" Asmodeus raised his right hairless brow.
"I need your help!" As she slid forward across the smooth metal ground, it turned out that she wasn't even as tall as Shmi's chest. With a body that was only about 2 meters long.
"You're Jedi, right?! I saw you use the Force through the surveillance camera! And you used your Jedi Mind Tricks to force me to open the door!"
"And you should be old enough to know that there are a lot of other assholes out there besides the Jedi that can use the Force."
Asmodeus shrugged, "If it's convenient and the price is right, we can help you out."
"So you're Mercenaries? Smugglers? Bounty Hunters? Whatever you are, I'll pay you a thousand Peggats to get me back to Nal Hutta!"
"A thousand Peggats?!" Shmi was shocked, then she turned to her Master and whispered, "If she's willing to pay that much, then I can't imagine how dangerous-"
"Two thousand! No, three thousand! More than that, I'll owe you a favor! Please, we have to hurry! We can't stay here!"
"How much do you think Jabba will give me if I take you to him instead?"
"Jabba?!" Shmi looked at her Master in shock, then at the Hutt girl again.
"E chu ta! If you can really read my mind, then you know how foolish that would be!"
Those big orange eyes glared at Asmodeus, "This cargo and even this ship all belong to Jabba! Do you really think he'd thank you for returning it?!"
"No. This ship and everything inside belong to 'me' now." He took a step forward and the little Hutt girl quickly scooted back with a horrified expression on her chubby face, "What's your name?"
"You can't do this! I'm a Hutt! I'm-I'm Javra! No! Stop!"
Asmodeus snickered and reached out his hands towards her slimy face, while Shmi just stood there and watched. She opened her mouth for a moment, but closed it again. After all, what her Master did, it wasn't her place to judge. No matter how disgusting or despicable… Then she started fantasizing about what her Master might do to the Hutt girl.
"You're Javra Disilijic Tiure… Are you his daughter or-"
"No!" Javra reached out and grabbed the lightsaber hilt on his left hip! She tried to turn it on, but her fingers were so slimy… Before she could figure it out, those crimson hands were pressing into the sides of her squishy face. She actually did have a skeleton, with a humanoid skull, spine, ribs, arms, et cetera. So if the Hutts were exactly the same as gastropods.
"Aaaaaah~! Get out! Please! Aaaah! No!" She screamed in her native language while trying to push him away. That lightsaber hit was already taken away by Shmi, who gripped it tightly and bit her lip in excitement.
"Hmmm, such a naughty little slug." Asmodeus sneered as he saw some of the memories in the mind of that 'young woman'. Unsurprisingly, she was a monster like the rest of her family. Not exactly a 'crime lord', but a slave trader, drug peddler, arms dealer…
Relatively speaking, Hutts under 200 are considered minors or children. After that they're 'adults', but they're nowhere near as big or fat as Jabba, Ziro and Gardulla. There are also gigachad body-builder Hutts like Grakkus and Bokku, but they seem to be the minority.
"You were… Supposed to deliver some drugs and slaves, but the slaves got sick and died on the way… Then your crew betrayed you and stole the drugs. You didn't trust your own bodyguard, so you locked yourself in here… Then he sold the ship to a dude, who sold it to another dude, who sold it to me?! How fucking long have you been hiding in here?!"
"Three… Three days."
"Only three days?! What the fuck?!"
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