Aerin waited tensely for the woman to make the next move. Her blue lightsaber glinted off her sea blue eyes as she glared defiantly upward. "Back away, child," The pompous woman spat at her, "That's my slave, and I have a right to punish her!" Nar Shaddaa's Red Sector seemed to freeze suddenly, merely to watch this spectacle unfold. Aerin shook her head. "She's a person! She's not some prize possession that you get to just show off to all your sick little friends! She has a right to be free!" Aerin yelled back at her. The tiny child cowered behind her. The woman sighed, annoyed. "Well, it appears you've left me no choice, Jedi." As she said this, the woman snapped her fingers. Two rather large men came through the crowd, making their way for the little girl. Aerin charged at them. She fought the men off, killing them fast. The woman slowly started backing away as Aerin came at her. "Now, now, let's.....Let's be civil...." She said nervously. Jen was now in control of Aerin, her eyes glowing red. "Ah, yes. The slave owner says, 'Let's be civil'." She laughed. "Alright, darling. I'll be civil. By ending your pitiful existence quickly." Before Aerin could stop her, Jen shoved her lightsaber through the woman's chest. Aerin regained control of herself and deactivated her blade. she turned to the little girl. As she reached down to her, the girl backed away from her, her eyes filled with fear. The crowd looked at her with similar expressions. Aerin blushed. All she had done was try to help. But Jen couldn't even give her that. Ashamed, she ran from the scene.
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