STAR WARS ONE SHOTS

Unreachable - ONESHOT/DIALOGUE

**AUTHOR NOTE: English translations are in ITALICS or at the bottom**

"Ughhh, where did that utreekov put my stuff again!" Idiot. Ca'sta asks to herself after searching everywhere on board only to find the one cabinet that she can't reach to be the one he dumped her basket in. "Of course he would do that." She stuffed her curled hair into her helmet and went to look for her utreekov riduur. Idiot husband. The humid air hit Ca'sta's skin under her armor and she muttered about him needing to choose better spots to meet up with his syndicate. As she explored the shipyard she notes the amount of damage that has happened, 3 speeder crashes, at least one downed ship, several casualties in the bar fight that broke out. Yells and screams lead to an arena filled with all sorts of petty thieves, bounty hunters, chaavla, and demagolka fighting, gambling, drinking, and whatever else characters like these enjoy in their off time. Ca'sta walked through the crowd ignoring the whispers of mistress, special friend, dangerous, huntress, Jetii Kyramud, and other choice phrases until she reached a familiar presence. She climbed over several drunk and hungover characters,

"Hmm, I wonder how you look under all that armor? I kinda want to find out." A Devaronian yanked her back and shoved her against a pole while trying to figure out how to remove the armor.

"Get off." Ca'sta sneered and he kept touching her, "I said get off of me you ge'hutuun!" A small group of thugs surrounded him to watch the show and Ca'sta drew one of WESTAR-35s shooting the devaronian straight through the chest. The crowd parted to reveal a Mandolarian and another human bounty hunter sitting around a table playing Sabacc.

"Cyar'ika." Sweetheart. Her spouse drawled out in his familiar monotone voice without turning to face her. "Gar kar'taylir te rule; meh gar pirunir sur'haaise solus be ner informants gar ganar brokar pay te price." You know the rule; if you kill one of my informants you have to pay the price.

"Ni ne'waadas gar assistance." I need your assistance. She responds gently tapping on his helmet as the glances around them turned into stares because no one goes up to their boss and taps his helmet. Especially after killing a crew member of one of the most successful informant groups.

"You've messed up this time wee shahnit." Bounty hunter. A Gamorrean mutters as her husband grabs her arm and pulls her back to their current landing pad in a way that could seem forceful but wasn't. Most of the people were probably thinking of all of the ways she was going to suffer than but she knew in reality it would just be an excuse to spend sometime together.

"You okay, or is there someone I need to deal with?" He asks as the ramp rises, removing his helmet and gently pulled Ca'sta into a hug. "You know I have no problem taking sometime out of my day to get rid of these... bothersome ge'hutuun." Ca'sta tenses as she hits the wall when he pushes her backwards, gently he took removers the armor and body glove checking to make sure that he didn't need to go skin anyone else for the damage the devaronian did. He leans in and begins kisses her as his scent of blood and sweat along with his cologne  gets to much Ca'sta shoves him away. Grabbing her armor she mutters -

"No, I can't reach my crate..." His face fell and he tries to force a smile as he goes and pulls it down. "Thank you." Ca'sta tries and he waves her off and goes back to his game. The ramp closes and she announces to no one in particular, "Your very welcome Cyar'ika..." She took off her helmet and got to braiding her unruly hair. Wishing she knew what was going on inside his head and that he took the time to understand what was going on in Ca'sta's head.

TRANSLATIONS

Chaavla - rough, unruly, of the criminal underclass (by Mando standards, which is very rough indeed).Demagolka - someone who commits atrocties, a real-life monster, a war criminal - from the notorious Mandalorian scientist of the Old Republic, Demagol, known for his experiments on children, and a figure of hate and dread in the Mando psyche.Jetii Kyramud - Jedi Killer
ge'hutuun - bandit, villain, petty thief - can also mean a serious criminal you have no respect for - abusive

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