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Chapter 11 by conceptmonger conceptmonger

What's next?

"see? no bomb"

You shrug as the restraining hands on you slowly loosen. "It's not my fault you made me spill it everywhere."

"You have no idea how much that was worth!" Fortuna cries, so focused on the loss of profit that he's forgotten the potential danger. "I'm not paying you a single credit for this. Get out, now!"

You throw a string of profanities at him as you walk away, feigning upsetness, but actually worried that not enough spice got on Jabba to have the desired effect. As you make your way to a dark corner of the room, however, you turn around to see the Hutt practically covered in the glittering stuff. You seem to have gotten a pretty good whiff of it too, and the entire room spins around you. You hope Durga wasn't lying when he said it wasn't lethal to humans.

You're not sure you're very inconspicuous sitting here tripping, and you figure you might need to find something to divert you while you wait to make sure your task is complete.

What's next?

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