"This is the man you recommended, Jabba? Are you sure? " You teased the armoured Bounty Hunter, laughing at his obvious discomfort as he abruptly stood taller and clutched his blaster closer to himself.

You stepped down from the stairs leading up to Jabba's position in the Cantina to the Bounty Hunter. You watched his mask trace your movements until you were too close for comfort, and he took a step back.

"Doesn't look like much to me." You shrugged and flashed the man a smirk, in which he only replied with moving to look at Jabba, obviously annoyed

"Jabba finished and stuffed his face with his favorite appetizer

You looked back at the Bounty Hunter to find his eye-slot already staring back at you. You sucked your teeth slightly

"Guess he will have to do" you shrugged. This was at the very beginning of Boba Fett's career, so the Galaxy had not yet heard of his greatness. "Think you could mess up my Step-Father for me? He's got a seat in the Senate. Name's Jui-Low Yort. " You perked an eyebrow

"Depends on how much you're willing to pay, little lady" he cocked his head to the side at You.

You raised both eyebrows in shock and turned around to Jabba and th rest of the Cantina.

"And he speaks!" You shouted out in awe. Some of Jabba 's minions laughed, including Jabba. Boba Fett kept his composure and stayed silent

You turned back to him and smiled "how does twenty thousand credits sound? Maybe you could by some paint." You teased, and lightly touched over his oxidized and with out armour, to which he jerked back.

"Sounds like you got yourself a deal. I'll be back here next week to receive what you owe me" he turned to leave but you stopped him .

"Fett!" You called out, and he moved his head to the side, acknowledging you. "I want his body." You said simply. He didn't even make any sign of complying, only walked out the door.

On his way out he was greeted with a green Twi'Lek. He engaged with her, holding her chin up by two fingers before finding his way out the door. You furrowed your brows, wondering why the action bothered you so much.

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You smiled at the game of Sabacc before you, watching the man's eyes wander around the board frantically looking for an explanation to his loss

"Better luck next time, you went against a pro" you smiled and leaned back in your chair, listening to the cheers and laughs erupt from the audience around you. The man, obviously angry, slammed his palm down on the table causing the cards to jump.

"I am a pro" he growled at you while you furrowed your brows, then walked away with clenched fists.

You laughed before something else was slammed in from of you, and the room grew eerily silent. You looked down at the familiar body, only it was brutally ripped apart.

The neck, which was slit so deep that the man's head was almost decapitated, hung over the Sabacc game, oozing blood and organs on the cards. He was missing his left leg at the thigh, where the leg should connect to the torso. It wasn't there, but random tendons and muscles were visable.

There was an obvious blaster shot through his chest, and nobody has bothered to clean it up. Everybody just stared at the carcass in silence.

"What the hell, Fett!" You snapped to the Bounty Hunter who stood with his hands crossed in front of him, blood still on his chest piece. "I told you to kill him, not chew on him!" You complained, knowing that you would have to purchase a new deck of sabacc cards after these were stained with blood. "This is gruesome!"

You motioned at the scene but his gloved hand grabbed your forearm and pulled you away from the charter that was beginning. He pulled you to the opposite side of the Cantina, hidden away in a corner where nobody else was.

"He told me what he did to you. He deserved what happened to him " his modulated voice added as you yanked your arm away

"Yeah? I wanted him dead, Fett. Not ripped in half " You scolded.

"You expect me to grant him the same death as thieves and smugglers? After what he did?"

" Yes! " You leaned forward, your eyes raised. "That's exactly what I wanted!"

" You asked for me to kill him and I did. He is dead, which should be all that matters. "

You growled and stomped a foot, aggravated but also understanding of his reasoning. "Just--" you shook your head and pulled out the bag containing the credits you owed him. "Take this and leave me alone, alright?"

He took the bag, but did not walk away "I can protect you, Little Lady. It seems like you need it"

"My name is Y/N. and I don't need your help. I'm fine on my own" you protested and tried to walk away, only to be caught by him and brought back to his view

"This is not up for debate, Y/N. I will not let you travel the galaxy at risk."

"What is that, some Bounty Hunter protocal?" You squinted your eyes, annoyed. "If you find a helpless girl you will protect her? Hm?"

" No. " he said coldly. "Its my protocal. Bounty Hunter or not, I won't risk a girl like you getting hurt again"

"A girl like me?" You furrowed your eyebrows and shook your head "what?"

He let your arm go as he brought both of his hands up to his helmet, pausing at the base for a moment before slipping it off completely.

Needless to say, he was not as you expected. Instead of the melted face monster your anticipated, you were met with a man who couldn't be over twenty. Dark brown locks trailed over his deep brown skin and to his neck, as matching black eyes looked up to you

"come with me, Y/N." He held a gloved hand out to you, willingly "we can see the galaxy together"

You smiled and chuckled softly, looking up at him like he was a joke but then returning to a serious state after you realized he was serious.

"I--" you shook your head "I have to clean that up" you mumbled out, pointing back to the mess he had left on your table. You watched his eyes full with disappointment in believing you had neglected him

You smiled and stared into those soft brown eyes "and then will you show me where your ship is?"

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