Bounty Hunter by elfguy ()
Firala, a Twi'lek Bounty Hunter, walks along the hallway leading to the Telos spaceport with the bounty she had been hunting for weeks, a corrupt Republic diplomat, in tow.
Diplomat: ''Come on! Those charges are all made up. The Senate just wants someone to pin that nasty incident on. I'm innocent!''
Firala: ''That may be, but it's not my place to judge, I'm just paid to bring you back to face your trial.''
Diplomat: ''But there won't be a trial, they'll make me disappear! Are you willing to be a part of that? Think about your conscience if you do this!''
Firala: ''You know, I'm still young, I haven't been doing this job for a very long time. But I'm smart enough not to listen to your lies.''
Diplomat: ''Bah! You're all the same, Bounty Hunters. You only care about the credits. Without those weapons of yours I bet I could overpower you easily..''
R5-B4: ''Bee-deeeeet? Bee-wheeeep!''
Diplomat: ''You too, droid! You just wait. The Hutt would pay handsomely for a Twi'lek slave like you, and a couple of credits for the tin can.''
Firala: ''Don't worry, B4. I'm sure you'd be worth more than that!''