HTTYD-Star Wars: ECLIPSE

Part 4

Skaovis part 4

"Come again?!" C473 asked incredulously as he watched the blue Twi'lek woman stand up.

"Can we talk someplace else?" She asked him as she approached hesitantly. "You stood up to Lady Loha. I doubt she'll let that slide. You'll probably have her henchmen after you in no time."

He looked at the woman and frowned for a moment. "I'm assuming you have a place to talk, and you will tell me everything."

"I do." The Twi'lek told him slightly hopeful. "And I will."

"Very well then. Lead the way." The clone stated as he wasn't about to turn his back to a stranger. C1 followed along, a bit more cautiously now that another person had joined them. The Lothcat was still curled around the clone's neck and woke up briefly to look around. It growled lowly when they passed by some of the smugglers. C473 absentmindedly began petting the animal. It gave a content purr and flicked it's fluffy striped tail to and fro.

"What is your name?" He asked the woman that was leading them towards what appeared to be a bunch of old warehouses.

"Navida" She said softly before pointing to a dilapidated building. "I've been staying here. It's honestly better than it looks." She explained as they went inside.

C1 whirled around the space and let out a grumbling chirp when water hit his small antenna dish. "Oh just some small leaks here and there." Navida said as she dusted off a rickety bench for them to sit on.

"Why are you even staying here? From the state of your clothes you have credits enough to stay at an inn." C473 asked as he looked around. He found a small handmade cot not so far away as well as a basin.

"This is a slavers haven." Navida mumbled. "And I'm a Twi'lek. You can probably guess what would happen."

"Right." He mumbled while wracking his brain. He had completely forgotten that the Twi'lek race was often singled out by slavers. The women would usually end up as pleasure slaves while the men were put in labor camps.

"Oh I haven't even asked for your names!" Navida suddenly exclaimed as a blush appeared on her cheeks. "I'm so sorry! I was so excited that I might have met someone willing to stand up that I forgot."

The droid happily chirped its name, having slightly warmed up to her. "I'm C473. The cat doesn't have a name yet." The clone stated calmly as said Lothcat was lazily gazing about. He picked the creature up and placed him on C1's head again where it sat calmly. C1 was not amused and let it be known in a flurry of beeps.

"C473?" Navida repeated as she frowned while studying him. "Alright, I get it if you don't want to tell me your real name."

"That is my real name."

"But it's a number." Navida stated. "How can you have a name for a number?"

"Clone" He told her bluntly. "You still want my help?" He knew that some people did not like clones so he wanted to get that out of the way.

"I'll take any help I can get." Navida stated seriously. "If it gets me into Minta's Palace."

"Why would you even try to go there?" He asked curiously.

"Like I said, I need help to find my brother." Navida sighed before explaining further. "Our village was raided when I was still a child. My older brother had me hide in our cupboard when the slavers came. They took my brother and I've been searching for him ever since I came of age. This planet was the lead I finally got."

"He's in the mines?"

"He was. I managed to find out from one of the slaves that he was taken out of the mines by Minta herself. He's somewhere in that palace, I just know it, and I aim to find him and bring him home." C473 could sense the conviction coming off her in waves. "And of course I'll keep my promise. You'll get your ship. There is a shuttle parked on the palace grounds. Minta uses it for her leisure. No one would dare to attempt to steal it because of the consequences if they got caught, so it wouldn't be as heavily guarded as those at the shipyard."