Smoe Jith had been trying his hand at being a freight captain after his last lover's rejection. He was doing quite well for himself though without the structure of his previous job on Thyferra, Smoe became lackadaisical and often drank during his work. His ship, a YT-1200 named, Mandible Mommy with appropriate decals, flew into a large Tibidon Sand Whale.
Smoe Jith panicked and in his stupor ejected the escape pod. This resulted in the cockpit containing the cross-faded Captain Jith to detach from the rest of the starship and just barely manage to clear a kilometer from the Mandible Mommy before safely landing in the dunes. The same could not be said for the ship and the sand whale which created large plums of sand and smoke respectively when they came to a stop. The beast and the light freighter impacted one another at such velocity the sand whale would soon die of its injuries. The ship would crash into the sands hundreds of meters apart. It would not be long before a scouting light shuttle spotted this collision and word spread of the harvest to be claimed.
Desert, Tatooine
Dar'Baal Desilijic Zordo loved to eat rare delicacies and chose to jump at the chance to have fresh Sand Whale meat. His gluttony was known by some to be escessive even by Hutt standards. But with an entire whale, the Scion thought there was nobody who would dare to keep him from eating his fill save perhaps his uncle. Dar'baal had ordered his entourage to leave Mos Espa behind and head out into the desert for an 'all you can eat' party.
A whaling station was set up around the recently deceased sand whale. Word had spread and there was already a Jawa sandcrawler approaching the YT-1200 light freighter. One sail barge would begin to approach the whaling station along with an accompanying skiff. Music played from the interior of the large hovercraft making it one of the most opulent party busses on the desert planet second only perhaps to the more wealthy Hutts that visited this locale.
The skiff and accompanying sail barge would slow down as it neared. The whaling station's foreman stepped away from the processing line after exchanging warry glances with the other burly 'supervisors'. They were normally the biggest and toughest guys around but the two Gamorrean boars that served as Dar'baal's honorguard made the foreman stop in his tracks. Behind the two green skinned guards was the hovering form of Dar'baal, sitting on his guided hover sled puffing on his hookah pipe. Flanking him was a pair of droids armed with blaster rifles. The serious guards stood out since they were in the minority as a dozen scantly clad male and female dancers and servants moved around the Hutt to keep up with his every desire.
"Uba gee woy luto joday mepauka tah datka. Mepauka bu cobaya see fa che mi an Jee hatkocanh pacmant uba tee che wa hou baa joday." The deep voice of the Hutt echoed around the area over the music that continued to play from his private vehicle. People continued to party on his barge and Dar'baal had no problem with this. He was here to enjoy himself but the last to arrive behind the Hutt was a 3P0 protocol droid. The gears and servos in its legs struggled to keep up even with the casual pace of the Hutt. "Oh heavens...His excellence Dar'baal Desilijic Zordo, first of his name would like to commend you on your work. He would like to pay you to work the rest of the day for him." Dar'baal let his gaze wander over towards the fresh hunks of meat. The corners of his wide mouth began to drool a slightly green saliva before his tongue slid out to lick it up, preventing it from dribbling down the side of his face. The Foreman looked between the droid and the Hutt before nodding his head. "It usually will take days to carve this whole thing up."
Dar'baal could have guessed what the foreman had said and waited for the 3P0 unit to translate before replying. "Jee hatkocanh wamma uba an mee bidii wa bacogna baa kanu see joday whao uba joday um baw wah cobaya dee hou an don bu tapka." Dar'baal reached up to adjust the blue fez hat he wore while he waited for the foreman's answer. He did not have to wait long and in the next few minutes slabs of Sand Whale were being cut and prepared in numerous dishes. Portions that were meant for Hutts were shared and there was plenty to go around.
The guards of Dar'baal knew to keep an eye on Jawa's in case they got close to the hutt's personal items. But the crashed YT-1200 light freighter, the Mandible Mommy, was seeming to being attracting its own crowd of scavengers. " Moova bimhee bu kiyea. jot ten gee wa wahuota natmahconza cohka fet bacdop bin baukola mo fet jeejee caiot tee konza cuee!" Those in his company either spoke Huttese or knew to cheer as the volume increased to echo off the surrounding Dune Sea.
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