[right][h3]Nima Tarkona[/h3][/right]
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Nima lounged in one of the large warm pools that were spread throughout the female slave's communal baths. Her bare slender body sprawled underneath the milky water that was so opaque, you could barely see her crimson skin beneath the surface. There were nine other pools identical to the one she was in, some empty, some with occupants, but none as full as her's. The young twi'lek was surrounded by the five other girls that made up their Master's list of favorites among the slaves. A human named Ona, a Togruta named Ehottecri, and three other Twi'leks: Asherbafon (but the girls all called her 'Ash'), Iuric'piti, and Uovec'riti. They were also her friends, brought together under similar circumstances. 

"Do you think Master Khulbe will call on us today?" asked Ash. The Rutian Twi'lek wasn't nervous of having to be called upon, as these girls were more than accustomed to being summoned, she just wanted to have a lazy night.

Up until this point, Nima had her eyes closed, focusing her mind on the water's warmth against her skin. She opened them now revealing striking golden colored irises and looked to her left to focus on the blue twi'lek. "I don't think about those things, I just try to enjoy the down time when I can." 

Her reply was met with a chorus of agreement from the other girls and the subject was then changed to more relaxing topics. Upcoming Holodramas, clothing, guests seen at parties, and just general gossiping. Nima participated in all but the last discussion, not really caring to take part in idle chit chat, but it was seemingly a favorite pass-time for the other twi'lek women. When she couldn't take it anymore, Nima stood and proclaimed, "Since I don't care about rumors, I'm going to get out before I start to wrinkle!" and proceeded to climb out of the tub. 

She was met with various rude but playful gestures by the other twi'leks, which made her laugh in return. As she walked towards the towels to dry herself off, she could hear Ona speaking somewhat softly to the other girls. 

"I just don't understand how she could walk like that! It's so effortlessly beautiful, It's like she's moving to music that only she can hear..."

"That's just how Nima is" responded Ehottecri, her wise blue eyes following Nima's movements. The red Togruta used to be the most valued out of all the girls before Master Khulbe bought Nima. She held no malice in her tone, she just stated how it was. She knew as skilled as she was, she couldn't hold a candle next to the red-skinned Twi'lek and she accepted that. 

Nima kept walking, pretending not to hear their comments. There are times when it is better to say nothing and this was one of them.