Chapter VII

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Corellia

"It's incredible!" Arukshai squealed, running her nimble fingers across the cold steel of your ship, brisking over the neat paint job and intricate designs.

"Sure is," you returned. Normally, you wouldn't let anybody near your ship, let alone a slave. But Arukshai had a cunning way with words, and she quickly convinced you to let her take a peek at your beloved ship. "She's the only one like it," you placed one hand on the metal, looking up at your most prized possession; the Slave 1.

Jango Fett originally stole the Slave 1 from Oovo IV, soon remodeling the unique ship with a number of weapons including laser cannons, projectile launchers, and seismic charges. And despite being in a dogfight with the infamous Jedi star fighter Obi-Wan Kenobi, the ship held strong and would accompany two more generations before it found its way to you.

The ship fell to his son, your grandfather, after Jengo Fett died in the Battle of Geonosis. And although he lost ownership of the Slave 1 for some time, she eventually succumbed to Boba Fetts possession near the end of the Clone Wars. The rest is history that you didn't know. All you did know was that the Ship ended up in your fathers possession, and then in yours. You didn't question how.

"Gosh, it's such an old model," she returned, her eyes wide and mouth agape as she scanned over the old parts. "It's ancient!"

"Still the fastest in the galaxy," you smiled underneath your mask, taking your hand off the metal and watching Arukshai finally move her attention to you.

She looked at you for a second, scanning you up and down as if it were your first meeting. You felt your back stiffen, and she took a few steps towards you until you were inches apart.

She smiled, that wonderful genuine smile that you thought you could stare at forever. Her soft hands touched the arm piece of your armor, and you tried to image what her touch could feel like if you weren't a Mandalorian. You watched as her thumb rubbed the Beskar steel, but her eyes stayed glued on yours.

"You're not so bad, you know," she finally said. "For a bounty hunter, at least." A short flirty giggle that could surely make any man melt at the sight of it. And she knew that.

          "I know," you tilted your head, your arms crossed in front of you. Her eyes trailed off for a second, gazing at something with wonder in her eyes, and you could tell exactly what she was looking at.

          "Swords," you said firmly, answering the question she hadn't yet asked. "Made of Beskar steel."

            "Truly?" Her eyebrows raised at you, another smile on her face. "What can it cut through?" Now her features took on a look of adventure.

           "Anything," you insisted.

           It began to slowly rain now, and watched as people began frantically looking for shelter anywhere to hide themselves from the ice cold rain that devastated Corellia. Although you were not cold in several pounds of metal and different layers of clothes underneath, you imagined Arukshai to be freezing in the little clothes she did wear.

           "We should be going," you said after minutes of explaining to her the anatomy behind your steel swords and how they could be used. And although she was certainly intrigued, the rain was beginning to pour harder. Besides that, you had to be on your way. You knew you had already been spotted by now, so it was in your best interest to leave before Kylo Ren caught up with you.

           "What?" Arukshai pouted "It's so early! And, I want to see the inside of your ship" she stuck out a blue lip playfully.

          "It's not early at all," you glanced at her as she seemed to prolong the engagement. You tilted your head.

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