Star Wars: The Han Solo Trilogy 3: Rebel Dawn by A. C. Crispin

Author:A. C. Crispin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Star Wars, Video Game Adaptations, Action & Adventure, Science Fiction & Fantasy, TV, Movie, Space Opera, Fantasy, Adventure, Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction, Genre Fiction
ISBN: 9780307796387
Publisher: Spectra
Published: 2011-06-28T04:00:00+00:00

Kibbick the Hutt stared at his cousin’s holo-image in consternation. “What do you mean the t’landa Til have brought their mates here?” he asked. “Nobody told me.”

Durga, leader of Besadii clan, glared. “Kibbick, you wouldn’t notice if there was a t’landa Til female perched on your tail! They covered their tracks well, and it was nearly a week before I found out they were gone! Do you realize what this means?”

Kibbick thought hard. “It means that the t’landa Til priests will be happier, more content?” he ventured, finally.

Durga waved his little arms in frustration and groaned aloud. “Of course they’ll be happier!” he shouted. “But what does this mean to us? To Besadii? For once in your life, think, Kibbick!”

Kibbick ruminated. “This means we’ll have to ship more food in for them?” he asked, finally.

“No! Kibbick, you idiot!” Durga was in such a rage that gobbets of green goo spattered on the holovid pickup, making “holes” appear in his three dimensional image. “It means that we have lost our most important hold over the t’landa Til, my retarded cousin! Now that we no longer have their mates here on Nal Hutta, Teroenza and his Priests could cut all ties to Besadii and Nal Hutta! That’s what it means!”

Kibbick drew himself up. “Uncle Aruk never spoke to me like that,” he said, greatly offended. “He was always polite. He was a better leader than you will ever be, Cousin.”

Durga managed to contain himself with an effort. “Forgive my rash words, Cousin,” he said, with a palpable effort. “I am a trifle … overworked … these days. I am waiting for some important news regarding my parent’s demise.”

“Oh.” Kibbick thought about making more of an issue of it, but as long as Durga had stopped yelling, he was so relieved that he didn’t. “Well, Cousin, I can see how that would be bad. What shall we do?”

“You’ll have to have all the female t’landa Til brought to Colony One and then ship them home to Nal Hutta,” Durga said. “See to it personally, Kibbick. I want you to be able to report to me that you watched them get aboard the ship and leave. I want you to use your best, most trusted pilot for the task. Send a contingent of guards, so there will be no trouble from the females on the voyage.”

Kibbick thought that one over for a moment. “But … Teroenza won’t like that,” he said. “And neither will the others.”

“I know that,” Durga said. “But the t’landa Til work for us, Kibbick. We are their masters.”

“That’s true,” Kibbick admitted. He’d been brought up ever since he reached the age of Hutt sentience that Hutts were the most superior species in the galaxy. But imagining himself giving Teroenza orders wasn’t an attractive proposition. Teroenza was sly and tricky. He was the one who always gave the guards their orders. All Kibbick had to do when he wanted something done was tell Teroenza, and the High Priest would always do it—promptly and efficiently.

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