@ Salvie, Taken, Sarai
Bubble rubbed her nose.
"Why thank you, you too...we could trade clothes...I mean trade designs sometime..." she nodded, as they followed the man up to the vip platform where the awarding would happen. Luckily no one asked to see Salvie's id...yet.
Finally they arrived. However, it looked like there was some kind of speeches going on, with the costumed Hutt talking about how displeased he was about Ruben's death - surely some kind of foul play, that even their strongest shield couldn't protect against...
Salvie would see Sarai standing close to the other Hutts table, currently getting molested by it, as it had a pleased look on it's face.
Taken would see a vision. It looked like Ruben was alive, even if he gave an unfamiliar feeling. He was currently munching on a sandwitch, sitting on the floor, inside a small, dark place - the only light coming from a datapad screen nearby. There was someone else close to him, but Taken couldn't see who it was or what they did. Ruben was feeling impatient.
Suddenly, the Hutt's speech was interrupted by the announcers.
"Help...!" the voice cried, with a "ZZZT" sound been heard afterwards, before he fell silent.
Few moments passed, with everyone stopping and looking towards the announcers...which happened to be few floors right beneath their feet.
"Hello everyone. First, congratulations to my foolish apprentices for winning this little circus. I didn't really expect anything better, or worse. Just wait where you are, I will deal with you later." the familiar voice of their cruel master sounded. Everyone else was confused, but Salvie, Taken and Sarai were sure that he had murdered the announcers...
"Everyone else, I am afraid that your little games are over, too. This space station will belong to the Empire from now on. The imperial fleet is already blocking any escape from this little shithole. And this will be the first place to be taken over. Now, dear viewers, witness from your screens what will happen to anyone who will resist. Take out the garbage." he ordered, as dozens of droids appeared on the stations exit, rushing inside and swiftly stabbing the crowd with their blades.
"Hummm...hummm...." the voice hummed, as it left the room. Soon, only the screams of the crowd could be heard.
Taken's cockring buzzed worriedly, at the same time his commlink did, urging him to pick up.
The Hutts didn't stand still either.
"To the emergency exit!" the thug-Hutt shouted, moving towards the back, with his guards following behind, forgetting Sarai if she didn't follow along.
When they reached the back wall of the arena, the wall opened to reveal a passage...however, what greeted them were even more of those droids, that had been already waiting there...immediately, the droids attacked, as the Hutt retreated backwards!
"Fool, open the old hatch, we should leave with the ship, they will not shoot that!" the other Hutt shouted, moving towards the prize ship with his guards.
The other Hutt collected himself, also rushing towards the ship, as he shouted towards one of his nikto servants.
"Open the hatch, quick!"
The servant picked up the commlink and started shouting something in some weird language.