Pillow Sergeant

“What. Are. You. Doing here!?”

Hunter stared at the ex assassin in front of him, annoyance in his raspy, deep voice. Ventress could just stare back, completely unfazed by the sergeant’s threat. He was like, an inch shorter than her. An adorable sight. “Awn, you didn’t miss me?” She gave a scoff. “It’s nothing to do with you, pretty boy. You can untwist your panties and move along.”

He just got in front of her. “The only reason you were here in the first place for the first time was for Omega. And I just know that’s the same reason now.” He huffed loudly with arms crossed. Not exactly a vision that threatened Asajj, like, at all.

“Can’t I come here to check on Blondie, huh?” She raised an eyebrow, a grin creeping her face at how fun it was to annoy him.

“Absolutely not.” His brown eyes could pierce one’s soul. It was kind of hot.

She just gave a snort. “Well, good thing it’s not that.” Asajj walked a bit to the side of her ship’s ramp, revealing a crate with the imperial symbol painted on it. “I brought your little genius brother some things to study.”

Upon seeing the crate, Hunter’s heart had already stopped. When she said that, he snapped out of his trance with anger. “Y-You what!?”

“Your brainiac brother. He studies weird things right? I got these from an imperial cart that was taking a bunch of stolen things from different planets and cultures. I would like to give them to your brother, so he could identify some of them and I give them back.” She opened the crate so Hunter could see it.

There were a lot of things in there. From jewels to statues, any smaller things that one can imagine.

And at the top of all that, laid a bell collar and a ring.

Innocent looking enough, no shorts of red flags were brought on to Hunter about it, who just shook his head and groaned. “You brought imperial things here?!”

“These are not their things, pretty boy. Stolen. I’m being the nice guy here, as I want to give them back to their people.” She drawled with a shrug by the end. “A very noble cause that your brother has already agreed to. So, if you’d excuse me.” She grabbed the card and started pushing it.

Hunter’s eyes widened even further with her last statement. “He- what!? Wait wait wait-” He got in front of the former sith, making the cart stop at his hands. “He agreed to this!? You two talk?!”

Ventress gave a slightly dramatic sigh. Stubborn pretty boy. “Yes, yes. We have each other’s contact and everything. Don’t worry I’m not flirting with him or anything. He really isn’t my type.” Her grin at the end was followed by a wink. Hunter visibly blushed, finally. She counted that as a win.

He even struggled to form words, hands shaking and waving about. For some reason, his brain was compelled enough to take a hold of the odd bell collar without him even noticing as it almost fell off the crate. “Stop. Stop that now. You are not taking any of these to him. To us! Do you have any idea how hard it was to get here, find some, peace in this screwed up galaxy! I’m not having you drag us into more of this- mess of things!” As he exclaimed, his hand shook, making the bell ring.

Now Asajj was getting tired of the play. “I’m not dragging any of you into it. These things are not tracked. I asked your brother for help and he agreed. In my eyes, it’s fine to let your brother do whatever the hell he wants. Don’t blame him for wanting to do good while being bored as fuck in this little paradise of yours.”

The clone looked almost offended, and his strong scowl just got somehow angrier. “You. Get. Out. Now.” He shook the bell again.

“You might have to fight me for this one, pretty boy. But you just might end up on your back and begging, again.” She gave a snort. The bell rang again, but Hunter’s hand didn’t move.

“You- you devil wo-” Suddenly, he was cut short, as the bell on his hand started ringing nonstop and much louder than before.

They both hissed at the noise. “The hell are you doing!? Stop moving that thing!”

“I-I’m not- moving anything..” Hunter frowned and looked at the bell on his unmoving hand. And when he turned that thing to get a better look…

It suddenly took a life of its own, and jumped at his neck, wrapping around it. “U-Uh!? What the!?” He tried to take it off in a slight panic. The panic doubled when it was completely unmoving no matter how much force he put into it. “I-It won’t come off??”

Asajj frowned hard with a concerned look. She got closer and tried to use the Force to lift the collar…but as she did that, the ring that laid next to the collar in the crate flew off and pierced into her ear, becoming an earring. “ARGH! FUCK!” It hurt very quickly before the sensation subdued. “What the actual-”