The New Girl

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 1
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
[member="Omi Henata"]

Upon arriving at the Hutt Dreadnought, Luna found herself immediately thrust into her duties as a dancer and a courtesan. The Hutts seemed to be very excited to fully embrace the new slave, who had cost them what many would have considered a great fortune. By no means was a million credits an insignificant sum of money, but to the Cartels, who had pockets deeper than most gravity wells, that value was trivial, at best. However, they were also legendary misers, and they had not parted with such a large sum of money easily. The Hutts preferred to buy their slaves cheap and in bulk. They rarely purchased individual slaves at auction. However, auctioned slaves were typically the most skilled, attractive, and compliant. One did not tolerate insolence or incompetence at a million credits, unless those traits had been advertised as features.

When she was finally relieved from her duties for the night, Luna was led to her quarters, which were on the second level of the barge. The Elzeri was very nearly shocked upon seeing her room for the first time. It was the best accommodation that she had dwelled in during her young life. Of its many features and amenities, the controlled climate, the personal washroom, and the cleaning droid were her favorite. Quite simply, they were the luxurious perks of being a favored slave, but she still had to wear her shock collar, much to her annoyance.

Luna immediately immersed her overworked body into the bath tub, and very nearly fell asleep while washing herself, on account of the vanilla-scented bubble mixture which wafted into her senses and lulled them into relaxation. Perhaps she would have, had she not been told to expect a visitor before she went to bed.

Luna was nearly finished with her bath when the bell sounded, indicating that her mysterious visitor had arrived. With characteristic urgency in her movements, Luna stepped out of the bathtub and wrapped a white towel around her wet and naked form. She then walked in front of the door and looked into the peephole, which was conveniently positioned for her stature. There was a green-skinned Twi'lek waiting outside her door, who possessed soft and feminine features.

Without further delay, Luna opened the door and stared directly into the eyes of the taller woman.

"Hello."

 

[Enos]

Omi finished her dancing duties for the night. She was sitting on the bar stool, wearing, at this point, her signature white top and bottom with the small skirt around her backside. Omi looked down at her stomach and peered at her navel piercing. Three small chains hung from the golden ring that was inside her belly button. Chains would swing and bounce around as she danced, however, Omi would usually play with them a bit when she was bored or waiting. She slid her blue finger under the chains and began to twirl them around it, wrapping them around her finger. Once they were wrapped around she slightly tugged at them feeling the pull in her navel. She always loved the feeling of playing with the piercing, however, that was the only thing she liked about it.

Suddenly, the sound of a glass cup hitting the counter tore Omi from her strange habit. Her drink at arrived. Omi quickly took the shot of whisky and leaned against the bar table with a smile. She hated being a slave. She hated that in an instant she went from most valued dancer to most exotic slave. And she hated the fact that she was called 'exotic' anything. She was advertised to be such, because of the 'natural tattoo' on her stomach that matched the white markings on her lekkus, yet Omi knew the truth, it didn't match anything. It was simply just the Hutts marking her as there property.

Omi snapped out of her sulking as she suddenly overheard the conversation of a group of dancers from the other end of the bar

"Did you see her out there? She was amazing! The way she moved and how she could bend like that!" The first voice said. "Oh big deal, she can bend, just wait until she has to dance down here with us. She gets to work both first and second sections" the second one countered. "​And plus doesn't she have a private quarters in the second floor?" The third one stated.

Omi stood and went over to the group. However this slave was she was a big deal, which made Omi feel a bit stuipid she was now just hearing about this. "Wait wait wait.. she has her own private section? On the second floor?" Omi asked. "Well.. not exactly, she does however have her own space with a ton of accommodation, but she is on the top section on the first floor."

So.. she is living in my old room? Omi thought a bit surprised. That was the room Omi stayed in while she was a paid dancer. Due to the amount of people on the ship when she first started Omi had to go to the first floor to remain for a while. However, she fell in love with the room and insisted on staying in it as her permanent residence... that was until she became a slave.

Omi really wanted to see this new slave. And even though it was late and most people were asleep (including most guards) she thought that perhaps the new girl was up. Maybe she would give her a visit.

Omi entered one of the many elevators in the bar section. She selected the floor and began to rise. She was taking a great risk going to that floor due to the fact it was passed curfew and she wasn't allowed on that floor without good reason. No matter Omi continued. Once at her floor she followed the hallway down to where she remembered where her room was.

At least the door looks the same...

Omi rang the buzzer and a small noise could be heard. She stood there for a minute before finally the door opened. A woman answered. She was wearing a wet towel and had wet hair. Omi blushed, she was beautiful. "Hello, I am Omi, another slave in the lower section. I am just here to introduce myself and say that.. well stick next to me. I know how things work around here." She said smiling at the woman.

[member="Luna 1028"]

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 2
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
[member="Omi Henata"]

The strong scent of vanilla wafted from Luna's toweled form as she waited in the doorway and took in the appearance of the Twi'lek towering before her. The Twi'lek's lekku bore distinct white markings, which matched well with the white tattoo across her stomach. The Elzeri knew right away that the girl was a slave because of her makeup, which was quite heavy, although skillfully applied to accentuate her strong facial features. Her belly also had a few subtle ripples of visible abdominal muscle, which indicated that she was likely a dancer, and therefore extremely physically fit.

"Oh?" The Elzeri began, in a tone that was quite neutral, but seemed to carry an unintended note of haughtiness. Luna had been a slave for her entire existence and as such, she was quite confident in her ability to navigate life in bondage. However, that didn't mean that she would not turn down any assistance. This was a new place for her, after all. "Excuse me for my state of undress, my name is Luna. It's a pleasure to meet you, Omi." She maintained a calm expression across her features as she spoke. "I could certainly use some guidance around the dreadnought, and perhaps some company as well, but are you the person I was told to expect?"

 

[Enos]

Omi frowned. "You are expecting someone? To be honest with you I just came here to talk and get to know you. I am not actually aloud to be here right now. But that isn't something you will tell anyone is it?" Omi said looking at the pretty girl. As she examined her she found the woman was fit, very fit in fact. Omi blushed at the very sight of her. Everything about her seemed to portray beauty, from her eyes, to her full lips, to her.. other features. The wet towel around her seemed to fit to her form exactly. And whatever make up she had on must have washed away when she bathed. Still without the make up she looked nice. Something that was rare among slaves.

Omi grinned and suddenly was now staring at the room behind her.This is where Omi had lived the months of her paid courier being a dancer. The room had everything Omi never had growing up, that is why she fell in love with it. Omi's grin turned to a smile as she looked back at girl. She seemed nice enough. Unlike the other prissy slaves that were here. Along with that the sassy dancers a few floors above them. "Do you.. mind if I come inside?" Omi asked realizing that the patrol was most likely close by at this point.

 

[Enos]

[member="Luna 1028"]

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 3
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
[member="Omi Henata"]

Luna's features shifted into a slight grimace when she realized that this girl was not the visitor that she had been expecting. The sensation of the electro-collar felt tighter around her neck when Omi told her that she was in fact, not allowed to be on this level of the barge. She felt the trained urge to report the girl for her insolence, but the cruel thought was quickly suppressed. Over a lifetime of slavery, Luna had learned that it was never good to be a snitch. After all, there was plausible deniability for her regarding her present circumstances. If she were caught with Omi in the room, she could tell her masters that she was unaware of the fact that the girl had entered an area which she was prohibited from accessing.

"Well...that's wonderful, Omi. I am glad that you came to talk to me, I could learn some things about this place from you." Luna replied in what seemed to be a rather neutral tone of voice. "No, I wouldn't mind you coming inside at all." She continued. "Let me return to the wash room to dry myself and to finish my beauty routine. In the meantime, make yourself comfortable and grab a drink from the refrigerator. I'll be back, dear."

With that, Luna stood aside to let Omi inside of the room. As the door slid shut behind the Twi'lek, Luna returned to the wash room to dry herself off, before applying a small number of creams and cosmetics products onto her skin, which were designed to maintain its smooth and unblemished appearance. When she was done, Luna tied her hair up into a bun and slipped a loose-fitting shift dress over her form, which left most of her thighs bare.

After some time, the Elzeri left her wash room, grabbed a water from her refrigerator, and took a seat on the side of her bed.

"So...Omi...What did you want to teach me about this place?" Luna spoke, seeming very interested in learning what the green-skinned Twi'lek knew about the Hutts and their exquisite pleasure barge.

 

[Enos]

"Thank you." Omi said nodding to the woman. For such a pretty woman who was in fact a slave she did have some interesting manners. Most slaves were broken and would always compile with the rules no matter how wrong they were. Omi just hoped that this girl was not one of those people. She hated to think that someone would consider themselves someone else's property.

Omi seemed incredibly shy once she entered. The room looked exactly the same. However, Omi didn't want to sit down and mess anything up. She already felt rude being here and more so that she was entering some strangers quarters unannounced. Her heart sank as she realized that the woman would be exspeting other comany. But the problem was Omi couldn't think who? Was a Hutt coming down to break the slave? Was someone delivering food? Or did she have the wrong room and the slave was in some other section.

Maybe... she just likes the feel of a shock collar?

She smiled at the girl when she entered in. She sure did look pretty. Perhaps the Hutt was coming to break in the new slave. "Well.. you know how slavers are.. and I came to see if the rumors were true. That you were working on both the second and first levels of the ship? And if you are.. well we need to talk about the first floor.. also are you new to the Hutts way of life?" Omi let out the bombardment of questions, blurting out each one as the idea came to her. Something about the inoccence of this woman scared Omi. She didn't want her to get hurt or do something that would get her punished.

 

[Enos]

[member="Luna 1028"]

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 4
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
Theme: Violin Concerto No. 3 in G Major, K. 216: II. Adagio (Cadenza: Yakov Kreizberg)
[member="Omi Henata"]

Luna pushed her hair back behind her shoulders and took a small sip from her water bottle as the excitable Twi'lek blurted out her questions one after the other, in quick succession. Luna's expression was unreadable as she processed Omi's questions, but the Elzeri could sense that in some way, the taller woman pitied her. There seemed to be no small amount of concern in Omi's tone as she spoke. The green-skinned girl couldn't seem to take her eyes off of her. Luna was no stranger to being stared at, but she couldn't tell if Omi was staring at her because she pitied her or because she liked her appearance.

"Please slow down first, Omi dear." Luna began. "I think taking a seat might help and there are drinks and snacks in the fridge, feel free to help yourself, please." She said softly as she pointed to the mini-fridge near the entrance to the room. When Luna sensed that the Twi'lek was relaxed, she began to speak once more.

"Today was my first day working on the barge, and I danced on the first and second levels." Luna confirmed. "This is my first time working for Hutts, but I have been a slave my entire life, Omi." She finished in a soft and high-pitched tone, to emphasize the point. "I am...intimately familiar with this way of life."

 

[Enos]

This girl was strange. Not more or less strange then Omi was. But just.. different. She seemed to.. like the slaves way of life. Perhaps a trait she had to learn from being enslaved at a young age. The 'submit or die' way of life was not one Omi had ever encountered in her life. To her, it was just to survive, and if she couldn't then she would find a new way to try. But a slave like [member="Luna 1028"] would have been more interested in pleasing her masters then trying to find a way to escape.

"Oh.. I am sorry then. I didn't know that us lower slaves didn't have anything to teach a grand one like you." She said with a hint of sass and jealousy in her voice. The girl was lovely. And Omi instantly felt bad about the rude and uncalled for comment she just said. However, she was not going to take it back. She just hoped that what she said next would further elaborate on the point she was trying to make.

"Look. Life here is simple, especially for a slave like you. One that cost as much as you did is treated almost like the exotic dancers up a few floors. But the Hutts are ruthless. If you don't live up to what you are wroth then they will kill you and your old masters." Omi said standing up in a controlled rage. "Sorry to waste your time." Omi said before storming to the door. She had let out her anger of becoming a slave and hate for slavers out on this poor new girl. She felt her stomach sink a little as she realized that grabbing onto the handle. She took a deep breath.. that was when there was a knock at the door..

[member="Luna 1028"]

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 5
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought, Luna's Room
[member="Omi Henata"]

Luna could never have expected the girl's embittered response to her answer, which elicited a sharp gasp from the Elzeri which was quickly stifled when she covered her mouth with her left hand. Luna was thoroughly clueless regarding what she had said which would have provoked such an averse reaction from Omi. Had it been her tone? Had she crossed an unknown social boundary? Or, was it something else entirely?

Luna sat in complete silence as Omi continued speaking. She made no attempt to interrupt or gesture, but she did lower her hand from her face, revealing the completely stunned expression which had been concealed underneath. When Omi finished, before she could storm to the door, Luna reached out and grabbed the Twi'lek's hand.

"Wait, Omi, I apologize. You are not a waste of my time." Luna spoke quickly, with emphasis placed on a few choice words. "Omi please understand that-"

Luna was interrupted by the sudden sound of a hard knock on the door. With an apologetic gaze towards Omi, Luna stood from her bed and approached the door. However, before she opened the door, Luna turned back towards Omi and gestured quickly towards the bath room, knowing that they would both face punishment if Omi were discovered in the room.

Presumably, when Omi retreated inside of the bath room and closed the door behind her, Luna opened the door.

To her complete surprise, dinner had arrived, and she had not even asked for it.

Without a word, Luna stood aside and let the servant enter the room. The woman placed the massive tray of food on the main table, and left silently.

"Thank...you..." The Elzeri spoke as the door slid shut. As the luxurious smell of the food wafted into her nostrils, Luna knew immediately that this would only aggravate the fault that had arisen between herself and Omi. Upon realizing this, Luna took a seat at her table, buried her head within her hands, and began to cry silently.

 

[Enos]

With her heart beating fast Omi followed the direction to where the Elzeri was pointing. She heard the door open and a quick exchange between the girl and Luna. She took a deep breath out and rested her back against the door. Looking around the steamy room Omi felt a smile come over herself. This was the washroom where she had prepared for every dance. She looked over the elegant makeups and soaps, she could see through the steam a few of the other accommodations that were lying around the room as well. Omi felt the guilt seep back into her gut. She began to play with her navel piercing in her finger as she thought.

I really shouldn't have said that.. any of that. She is also a slave. Also scared. And it is not like you were doing her and yourself any favors by getting mad.

Just then a small sound echoed into the room. A sound Omi was all to familiar with. Crying. Opening the door Omi peered inside to see Luna in her white dress that showed off her legs. She began a slow walk over to realizes the soft weeping was coming from her. Omi sat slowly on the couch beside her hand lightly placed a hand on the girls back. With her free hand Omi cradled the woman's head against her chest and laid back against the cushion. "I.. I didn't want you to be like me. I was so naive when I came here. Unsure of what this life had to hold, but then this life of mine began and I loved it. But then when I was made a slave. And that perfect world came crumbling down and... well.. " Omi looked to her tattoo's and piercing's "I don't want that to happen to you. The Hutts are ruthless, more then any other slaver in the galaxy. They won't use whips if you disobey, they will do... Other things that leave just as many scars. And once again.. I won't let it happen to you." Omi said not wanting to use the word. Omi let her hand slip from the girls face to her soft hands. She held on close to her and remained there comforting her new friend.

[member="Luna 1028"]

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 6
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
Theme: Shannon Williams - Hatred Farewell
[member="Omi Henata"]

Feeling a surge of guilt rise in her chest, Luna gently pushed the large tray of food over to Omi, although there was plenty of food for both of the women to eat. She could feel the warmth radiating off of the Twi'lek's body when she cradled her head against her chest, but it did little to relieve the guilt that Luna felt at being so well treated when others were destitute. If what Omi said was true, then she anticipated that her status with the Hutts would change as soon as they got bored of her, or when they purchased another expensive slave dancer like herself. The Elzeri realized that her position was more tenuous than she had once thought, and that any misstep on her part would result in immediate demotion and punishment.

The sudden flow of emotion began to gradually subside as Omi cradled her and held her hands, but the shock of the revelation stubbornly remained. Silently, Luna resolved that she would leave the dreadnought whenever she got the chance, even if it meant being sold to another master.

"Omi...I'm so sorry." She began in between choked tears. "I've been ungrateful and...snobby. Please...please eat. You deserve the food more than I do." Luna spoke softly.

 

[Enos]

Omi was unsure how to react. Of course Luna deserved the food more. That was without question. But Omi could not just let her sit and cry there. She had to do something to reinstate the flame of hope that was once inside of the woman. And she would do that by telling the truth. "I was jealous.. that is why I came up here. Jealous and a bit worried about whoever this slave girl was. And now that I know you... Well I can't let you stay like this." She said reaching her soft hand under the woman's defined chin and lifting her face to face. Omi bit her lip, from this close she really got a sight of the woman and just how beautiful she was. Omi would buy a slave like this for more if she had to, not that she would ever keep her as a slave.

Staring into the wonderful green eyes of the woman made blush from around Omi's face. "You are not being snobby, maybe a little arrogant, but not to any fault of yourself. I don't blame you for anything. And if I were you.. I would enjoy this room as much as you can." She had a soft smile. Suddenly, she felt the urge to kiss her. A strange urge she had not felt in a long time, however, she was clearly getting it now.

She began to move her face in closer, but in an instant changed direction and planted a soft peck on her white forehead. More blush formed around her face as she did this. Being here, with another slave, expressing her emotions and such made Omi a little inconsiderate of how this slave would act if Omi was to suddenly do that to her. She just sat there, looking into her big green eyes, with the taste of expensive oils around her lips.

 

[Enos]

[member="Luna 1028"]

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 6
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
Theme: Glisha - Over Myself
[member="Omi Henata"]

Luna's large green orbs stared deeply into Omi's eyes when the Twi'lek gently raised her head. Although the her creamy-skinned features still bore the wetness of tears, her eyes no longer leaked. With a single soft hand, Luna wiped her face clear of the stains of crying, before sniffling softly. Luna's eyes widened with disbelief upon hearing that Omi had been jealous of her. She realized that her tears had made Omi feel guilty, and a part of her wished that she could have handled the situation with more grace. Omi had never been wrong to do what she did, even if it had hurt for Luna to hear her words.

"You don't need to be feel guilty or...jealous Omi." Luna began softly. "I wish I hadn't cried when you told me the truth about this place because...deep down, I know that you're right. Please don't feel like you were too harsh or callous, Omi. I was...immature and I apologize." Luna finished softly, as a soft smile came over her features.

The ensuing kiss completely caught Luna off kilter. The diminutive Elzeri quickly turned her head away from Omi as a wash of pink-crimson covered her cheeks. In a shy and demure manner, Luna placed her hands over her chest and looked to Omi with a strained, yet somewhat embarrassed smile on her features.

"Sorry...I...don't know..." Luna stuttered, her words lightly trailing off before she went completely silent.

 

[Enos]

Blush filled Omi's face as she heard her response. "I am sorry. I.." She began but couldn't find the words to apologize. Or even say anything. She just sat there in silence looking over the woman. She took a deep breath through her nose, getting a whiff of the wonderful smell of the food. It did look delicious, but Omi would never eat it. She had invaded the room and made her host feel awful. And to make matters worse she kissed her without permission. Even though it was on the forehead Omi knew it was completely inappropriate to do something like that.

"What.. what do you mean you don't know?" She asked with the curiosity bursting out of her mouth before she had even a chance to stop herself. Omi bit her lip and laid back into the soft pillows. Making sure to give [member="Luna 1028"] some space while she did. Her face at this point was almost a completely differnt shade. Going from a dark blue to a light pink and blue mix. She knew there was nothing she could do to fix what she had done. However, there was a chance that her host was no longer mad at her, perhaps there was a way to fix this.

 

[Luna 1028]

Luna 1028
Post 7
Location: The Hutt Dreadnought
[member="Omi Henata"]

Luna paused for a moment to consider her words. In truth, she was not prepared to develop an attachment beyond the platonic level for any of the other slaves on the ship, just yet. She knew just how ephemeral relationships could be, especially considering how often slaves were traded away, resold, or even released. There was no guarantee that Omi would still be on the dreadnought tomorrow, or even the next week. The whims of the Hutts changed all the time, and there was little certainty regarding how long she would even be able to dance here.

"I'm...just not ready for...this..." Luna began in a soft and measured tone. "I've done it before, but...in my experience...it never ends well." Luna continued on, her green eyes seeming to take on a shinier visage than before. "I'm sorry, Omi." She finished.

The seductive smell of the warm food in front of her seemed to be enough to distract Luna from the awkward moment for the time being. With a soft smile crossing her pink features, Luna stood up from the couch and walked towards one of the cabinets. When she returned, she had two sets of disposable plates and utensils; one for herself and one for Omi.

After setting them down on the table, Luna positioned the tray of food in front of both herself and Omi, before glancing at the Twi'lek with a wide-eyed gaze.

"Here. Let's...share, Omi." Luna moved to stick her fork into one of the pieces of fried porg on the tray, but suddenly stopped and looked to Omi once more. "Would you...like to say something...perhaps a prayer...before we begin?" She spoke softly, realizing that some people spoke small prayers and blessings before they ate.

 

[Enos]

Omi smirked at the idea of it. No. Omi had no sort of religion. No sort of belief other then to survive. But that made her think more and more about it. Her parents were jedi. And they were never praying or showing any kind of devotion to anything. Omi knew nothing of the universe, and she honestly didn't care. People would debate over it and try to find reasoning behind it. But before Omi began to believe in something she needed to find something to put her belief into.

"Nope.. " She said with a sigh before taking the plate she was given and lifting the fork into her mouth. "Mmmm!" She let out as the spices in the meat touched her tongue sending a lovely flavor around her mouth. "This is so good!" She said quickly taking another bite. She realized that Luna might see the way she was eating as strange, given her high and noble look and attitude. But once again she didn't care. She hadn't had food this good since she was a paid dancer. The meat was so soft and seemed to melt in her mouth compared to the other meats she had tasted over the years of being a slave.

She swallowed her latest bite and looked back at the woman with a slight smile. Whatever she was thinking was a lot more complected then what Omi was. Omi was worried about the kiss she left on the girls forehead. Although a show of affection, it wasn't intended to lead to anything drastic. Just to show that Omi would help comfort and protect Luna whenever she could. Although.. in the white dress.. [member="Luna 1028"] did look quite beautiful.