BOBA FETT

Penned by Andre

“I got boarded once.” Han said. “Would have gotten Jabba’s money back if the Empire hadn’t blown up a planet.” He defended himself. But, even if it was confusing…there was something he liked about being with the Rebel’s.

“---Yeah, not my problem, Solo. You didn’t even attempt to get it back after the fact. You took a risk, you lost, and everyone moves on. You might have a fast ship, but trust me...you have out-done yourself. Solo.” 

“No Fett, I don’t actually know you that well.” Han agreed. “We’ve never been friends. We were both some of Jabba’s best, but I moved on to something…better, you on the other hand, seem to be washed up.”

“----- I was THE best and you seemed to always be late on delivery as well as payment, Solo.” There was a pause, “Just think about it; I didn’t wash up, you washed up, and now? Well... it seems that we are both onto something else.”

“Well, it’s not like I’d really want to.” He pointed out. A frown made it’s way to his face. “You think you’ve got that ability?” He asked eyes narrowing at him. Considering the company he kept, he didn’t really see that as a possibility.

“---- Do you think that I am paid that much?” Truthfully, Boba didn’t care, but he already had lost much trying to capture the infamous Solo. If anything, he was going to attempt again, but on his own terms, “You honestly don’t know me that well.”

Meanwhile, boba is like ‘come on Lord Vader sir plz’

Boba Fett commission by Elena Casagrande

“It wouldn’t be a war.” He commented dryly, “It would be a suicide mission for anyone against the Eternal Empire.” 

❛ ———– when  my  time  comes  around,  lay  me  gently  in  the  cold  dark  earth.  no  grave  can  hold  my  body  down.  i’ll  crawl  home  to  her. ❜

“Well damn,” she mumbled, leaning back in her chair with a pout. “Ah well, thought I’d try at least.” She was never going to find someone to kill Hux for her at this rate.

“Killing an officer of the Order isn’t something I am willing to do. However, with enough of a paycheck? Maybe, but I doubt that you would actually be willing to do something like that.” He shrugged, “Sorry, but I need a lot of assurances, extra credits to keep my mouth shut about this.... assignment.” 

Wrapping her arms around herself, she shuddered. “Ni—-mayen vutyc gar vercopaani ni jorhaa be?” I—-is there anything special you wish me to talk of?

Tari paused a moment, a memory tugging at the corners of her mind. However, when she tried to look at it, it slipped away again and she simply sighed. “It’s nice to meet you, Boba Fett, I’m Tari Novhret.”

It was then he somewhat ignored everything else as he folded his arms across his chest, he wasn’t exactly comfortable with being called a Clone, but that was what he was in all reality as a deep breath escaped his lips, “Tari, I might need your help with something.”

          “all this talk of PUTTING me in my place —- it’s enough to get a girl excited.” she leans in a bit, brown hues quizzical as they study him, CURIOSITY coloring her porcelain features. it felt so strange to be a part of such a normal interaction, one without guards or disapproving glances from those around her; no, because here, she is UNKNOWN, anonymous, no more than a pretty face in the middle of a crowded room. “what exactly is your business here, anyway?”

                Boba then chuckled, “Nothing more, nothing less, and I do believe that soon enough? I will just be a distant memory.”