With the palace now under Black Tie Syndicate control and the Mandalorian Super Commandos taken to whatever black site Miss Blonde had in her pocket, it was time for the main event. Stepping over numerous dead bodies and destroyed droids the woman entered the basement where she was confronted by a very large and shiny security blast door.
With almost a hum about her the crime lord reached down to the door panel and typed in the code, the symbols on the door flashed green and the door opened for the woman to show several large Hutts trying to slither away towards a tunnel.
"Excuse me." Blonde said in a very professional voice and the sound of a few guns cocking behind her.
With no choice but to stop the Hutts turned around to face Blonde revealing Grakkus the Hutt's descendent of the same family namesake. By his side there was another Hutt and in their arms was a small Hutt baby that clung to its slug parent's torso. It was pretty gross.
"First off I want to sincerely apologize for dropping in like this so unannounced, it's quite rude of me but you see I simply had to meet the legendary Grakkus bloodline, and let me just say the stories are true." Blonde would wipe away some of the blood from her gas mask as she chuckled and handed her pistol aside to one of her guards.
"You see we talked to everyone in Hutta town and they all told us that Grakkus was a fair and noble leader of the Nar Shadda crime world, that he was the perfect Hutt with the most generosity to allow smaller crews to operate freely on the moon. So when I heard this I just couldn't believe it, but here you are in all of your fair welcoming glory here with open doors and friendship." The Crime Lord smiled under mask and paced around the safe room with a smile still on her face, the tone of her words quite friendly and brown nosing.
The Hutt spoke something in his native tone and a nearby protocol droid translated back to the woman.
"Lord Grakkus asks what do you want from them." The droid said in its mechanical voice.
Blonde looked over to the Hutts as she paced the room looking around and prodding at various objects.
"Why I want to preserve your reputation Lord Grakkus, I want the people to know that you are indeed a generous and fair Hutt. But in order to do that you need to tell me two things. Where is the Hutt Clan on Nal Hutta, and what time do they meet. Your family has been a part of it for years and surly you'd know, give me those and I can walk out of here right now and go prove to the people just how generous and noble you are." The woman said when she stopped and spoke to the Hutt.
Looking at his family the Hutt thought for a moment then let out a heavy sigh before speaking in their native tongue once more.
The protocol droid would relay the information to Miss Blonde and she'd smile making sure to record all of it. Perfect.
"Thank you Lord Grakkus, your have a beautiful family and your reputation certainly does proceed you. I wish you a very friendly goodbye and congratulate you on your child." Blonde rolled her hand forward and bowed by her waist as forces began to move behind her.
As she bowed a firing line of syndicate enforcers held up blasters and slug throwers in sync with each other as Blonde stood up. There was but a moment before bright lights of blaster fire and slugs reflected off the cold and uncaring visor of Miss Blonde followed by the sounds of inhuman screaming and two large thuds hitting the ground.
"Who wants a drink? And someone call Runner, tell him we got a new outpost for him."
End
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