Inhaling deeply of the salty artificial air that hung about her like a thick shroud, Ahsoka graced the Quarren retinue across from her with a broad smile. Perfect and somehow predatory teeth were revealed, set back against the rich magenta of her plump lips. It was a sign of an easiness that she did not feel. But that didn't matter now; the mission always came first.
Shiam Howmeia stayed where she was, stroking a face-tentacle, beholding the Jedi. An attractive one, no doubt, but was she experienced? That was what she needed, an adept in techniques and ways that would free her, although, such practices would undoubtedly be considered distasteful by her elders. If this Ahsoka Tano was what her uncle had promised her, however, that gave Shiam hope that all would be well. Raising a hand, the Quarren beckoned her new teacher over, grabbing all the power of the situation and devouring it, just like she had learned from her uncle.
Ahsoka missed nothing. She knew she was being sized up and she knew she was being praised as a new underling. If she was so eager to lick up control of the situation, Ahsoka found it fun to fantasise what else the Shiam would eat. Let that adolescent squid delude herself, she thought. There would be time later to correct such arrogance. Looking about at Reef City, Ahsoka approached her new student, rocking her hips in exaggeration for good measure. It was only then she realised the potential pleasure this trip might bring.
Being of the same age as her, Ahsoka expected a less developed girl than what stood there. The senator's niece was dressed in aquatic finery, though no jewels or pendants adorned her; it was her form that raised Ahsoka's Togrutan lust. Tight, blue, coral-like fabric was stretched over perky breasts, somewhat larger than Ahsoka's own. The dress that the girl wore descended down past wide hips, cut off rather north of the knees of a pair of elegant legs. Shiam's cream-coloured skin contrasted nicely against the shimmering blue of the dress. As the Padawan got closer, she noticed that her new student was perhaps a few inches taller than her, making Shiam even bolder in her stance. This was going to be fun.
Ahsoka bowed low.
"Greetings, Shiam Howmeia, niece of Senator Tundra Dowmeia. I understand you already know, but I am Ahsoka Tano, Jedi Learner and Padawan to Anakin Skywalker. I serve at your pleasure."
When Shiam smiled thinly, Ahsoka thought it was patronizing at first, but soon she realised Quarren were not physically capable of more. "On behalf of my esteemed uncle, I thank you, Padawan Tano."
Behind Shiam, Ahsoka thought she caught the slightest hint of a nod from one of guards, as if in satisfaction. Casting it from her mind, she turned her attention back to Howmeia.
"What am I owed such appreciation for?" She said, in her most formal voice, feigning puzzlement.
Shiam still smiled, her small toothed mouth exposed to its limit, eyes glittering. Behind her, several of her guards shifted impatiently, although they did so in silence.
"We are grateful, Ahsoka. For your presence, as well as for the approval of the Jedi in such...trying times. We understand that the war has put much stress on your entire order."
Ahsoka nodded, not correcting the Quarren's mistake. The Jedi didn't even know about this. "Well, having a senator for a relative does seem to help in any situation," she observed with a wry grin. "Well, at least in the republic."
To the best of her ability, Shiam mirrored Ahsoka's smile. "Indeed. Come, I have a transport waiting."
Dowmeia's niece signalled her guardsmen and gestured back down a short pathway. Although enclosed cities, such as those on Dac and Rodia, were not the Togruta's choicest place of home, Ahsoka eyes revelled in the underwater splendour of Reef City. Situated in the niche of a massive mountain, The Quarren capital generated a feeling of exaggerated exotica, as if such impressions were necessary. Emerald green plaz-windows kept the water out, hugging the well-lit city dwellings as a mother clings to a newborn.
Outside, a veritable mass of aquatic life dwelled, eels, fish, small predators and countless other species attracted to the relative light of Reef City. It made for great watching and Ahsoka was not going to deny herself such a luxury. Her bright blue eyes leapt out into the water, intent of filling themselves to the brim with strange and wonderful things. There was a small brown snake-like creature with seven fins, a baby Choarn, pursuing a shoal of even smaller blue dots into the reeds that grew around the base of a Quarren dwelling, their eyes larger than their bodies. Turning outward toward the vast liquid expanse, the Togrutan teenager glimpsed a pod of huge pod-like shapes that could only be Whaladons. Ahsoka had heard of the large sentient mammal residents of Dac, but had never seen one. Not even for a moment.
An increasing humming noise brought her vision back to her body. Shiam's breasts could be seen, jiggling, along with hem of dress climbing her creamy thighs, as she jumped up and down, a rather disturbing contrast from the ladylike picture Ahsoka had first met. The Quarren was saying something.
"Hurry up, Miss Tano. My driver won't wait forever. Go on. Get in." Ahsoka realized the humming was an engine, and the engine belonged to a vehicle.
Long and smooth, the personal transport of Howmeia resembled a squid; its several rudders shaped like tentacles and the front cabin a bulb. Though this resemblance was noted, Ahsoka felt the distinct impression, as she got into the vehicle, that she was climbing into a giant phallic symbol. If this was true, and it certainly seemed like it, the arrogance of the Quarren males was much larger than anything Ahsoka Tano expected. On the ride over to the senatorial apartments, the young Jedi sat back and wondered if the entire culture was ruled by males. If it was, then training this young girl in the ways of independence was going to be a vital, and dangerous, task.
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