Moth and Rust Destroy, but Diamonds are Forever

[Gorba the Hutt]

Gabriel closed the door to his bedroom behind him. And adjusted his collar and tie to cover the bruises on his neck. He fixed his disheveled hair and flung on a blazer, then headed out of his apartment to catch a speeder for the space port. He had an important meeting on Mygeeto in the evening and arriving late was not an option.

The trip proved fairly uneventful and he placidly sipped his sugar water as his ship descended into Mygeeto's atmosphere. It was cold there. Cold and dark. Gabriel hated the dark and the cold and thus he hated Mygeeto. However, the planet was an extremely lucrative business opportunity, just getting back on its feet after the hundreds of years of darkness.

Gabriel adjusted his collar as the ship touched down on the landing platform. From the viewport he could see the arrival part waiting for him. He scratched his face and stood up. Time to renew the act. He loved acting. He was very good at it too. People thought that just because he looked and sounded nice meant that he was nice. He was not nice. They could not feel the anger that burned inside him. Years of neglect and abuse. They didn't know what he'd been through and he didn't ever plan on letting them know. Hiding behind his mask was so much more fun.