AN: I wanted to do a little tidbit of Dresden’s dearest Andretti who occasionally runs into the group and brings Corso into their ranks. She’s a fun character who likes to ruffle up the man’s feathers; she travels with her younger sister Malty and the two of them make it a point to make Dresden aware of their presence.
Name: Andretti Ormatiea
Planet: originally from Tatoonie
Ship: Corellian XS Stock Light Freighter
Class: Smuggler – Scoundrel
Hair: Ebony, beaded bangs and the top half pulled back slightly.
Eyes: Crystal Blue
Description: She tends to wear pilot threads and likes to show off her various guns on her person. She is tall and very agile; she tends to show off during her mission which causes much stress for her younger sister. She has darker green skin and markings on her cheeks.
Weapon(s): Blaster and a Rifle
Bio: A smuggler born on Tatoonie, she and Dresden have a history together which involves her stealing his ship at the time and trying to weasel her way into stealing his missions. They were childhood friends and yet he was so willing to run off and leave her on Tatoonie to venture the stars; she took offense to it and trained her sister and herself in the art of Smuggling. She has more street smarts while her sister is more book smart which balances them out well; the two of them argue a lot but they take care of each other. She secretly wants Dresden to invite her to be a part of his crew but she’d never admit it.
Name: Malty Ormatiea
Planet: originally from Tatoonie
Class: Smuggler – Gunslinger
Hair: Ebony, cut short and slightly ruffled; she wears a small trinket on her head. She usually wears more modest clothes that are easy to move in.
Description: She is a bit shorter than her sister and pale green skin; she is agile but still not up to par with her sister’s skills. Her markings are triangles beneath her eyes and on her chin.
Weapon(s): Two blasters
Bio: She is much more modest than her sister and least likely to take the cocky approach with her fighting and carrying out missions. She also has more book smarts while her sister is more street smart. She isn’t sure she craves the smuggling life like her sister does; however, she never wants to leave her alone without knowing that Andretti would be with a crew that would keep her safe. She secretly wants her sister to admit her feelings for Dresden and for the two of them to get together; however, she knows things would never be that easy.
Anyway, I’m going to go ahead and start; hope you guys enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Star Wars franchise in any way; I simply created original characters to tie in with their characters and storylines for fictional purposes.
The hanger hummed as the smuggler’s ship landed in the docking bay, Corso Riggs managing to lift his eyes from his diagnostics run long enough to see two gorgeous beauties stepping down the ramp towards the hanger. They were both locked in what seemed to be a staring contest, the two of them huffing in annoyance as his current employer Skavak strolled over to greet them. The three of them shared pleasantries, the younger of the two women seeming to have visibly calmed down while the older was still pouting like a child.
“If my research is correct, those two are top smugglers from Tatoonie; it’s kind of funny seeing them acting so childish,” Corso joked to himself before noticing Skavak waving him over; the man getting to his feet and making his way to the other man’s side. “So you’re the captain and her crew, right? We could really use some help around here. There’s Separatists all over getting in the way of our work.”
“Uh, you going to introduce yourself or you just going to let me make up a name for you?” The older woman questioned with a sneer, the younger woman quickly stepping between them with a glare over her shoulder.
“I apologize for my sister’s rudeness; she’s just upset because she lost a bet,” the woman mused before outstretching a hand towards Corso. “My name is Malty and this is my sister Andretti; we were called in by Skavak here to help take care of the Separatist problem. And you are?”
The man reached a hand to scratch the back of his head, a bit embarrassed at Andretti’s harsh stare as he replied, “name’s Corso Riggs; I’ll be helping you out with whatever I can against the Separatists. Pleased to meet you both.”
“Pleased to meet you too; Andretti, stop being mean already,” Malty muttered before pointing towards Skavak. “You were saying sir?”
“I was just saying that the Separatists are interfering with our work and each day we lose important cargo and technology. We’ve lost a few good men to these Separatists as well; things are getting out of hand here,” Skavak explained before nodding towards the women. “So you two up for the challenge; you going to help us or what?”
Before Malty could have a chance to answer, Andretti broke in with a smirk across her face. “Heh, we’ll help you for the right price; how much you willing to spend on our services?”
Skavak’s eyes flashed for a moment with aggravation before he answered. “I’ve got 500 credits for each Separatist you get off our backs; I’ve got another 500 for each piece of equipment or ally you bring back to us.”
“500 each? That’s pretty generous,” Malty whispered with a look of disbelief.
“Hm, sounds like you’re having a hard time with these men alright; so then you wouldn’t mind upping the ante,” Andretti interrupted; ignoring her sister’s glare as she continued on. “How about 800 credits a Separatist and so forth; after all, I need to eat and all that jazz. You need to make this job worth the whole risking my life thing.”
“8-800 credits per person?” Skavak stuttered, his eyes wide in disbelief. “Isn’t that a bit much?”
“Not at all; you don’t supply enough to make this worthwhile and we won’t bother with such a job,” Andretti mused as her sister tried to gain her attention. “You have to be willing to pay big money to take care of a pest control problem such as this.”
Skavak huffed at the woman’s words as Corso eyed her with a smirk of his own. “You really take the ‘scoundrel’ term literally, don’t you?” Corso questioned towards Andretti, her smirking growing at his words.
“Money makes the worlds go round; what can I say?” Andretti answered as Skavak finally sighed in defeat.
“Fine; we got a deal; Corso will make you to track all your efforts so you get paid the appropriate amount,” Skavak answered before slumping off to tend to his cargo again. “I’ll be seeing you again shortly, Captain; good luck.”
“Heh, luck’s got nothing to do with it,” Andretti called out towards Skavak as Malty slipped over to Corso’s side with a look of guilt.
“I apologize for her conniving ways; Andretti is sort of a greedy demon whenever she sees the perfect chance. I hope she didn’t offend you or anything,” Malty mumbled as Corso chuckled.
“No, it’s fine; she seems to know what she wants and how to get it which I find to be somewhat commendable. Has she always been so focused on making money?” Corso asked, hoping he was not overstepping his boundaries; after all, he had just met the duo and he wanted to make a good impression on the women.
“Oh, she didn’t get this way until she took up Smuggling as a possible career,” Malty answered with a sigh before motioned towards Andretti, who was already marching off towards the exit with credits on the brain. “I better catch up to her; feel free to give her a hard time about the credits thing later. She’ll probably get a kick out of it and be more open with you then.”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Corso said with a nod towards the departing woman. “You stay safe out there Captain.”
“Oh, I’m just a lackey; she’s the Captain,” Malty mused with a grin as she waved over her shoulder and followed after Andretti. “Thanks though; we’ll keep in touch!”
Once outside, Malty’s smile quickly faded as she sent a glare over in her sister’s direction. Andretti had yet to notice the sour atmosphere between them, instead whispering something about lovely credits under her breath.
“You could have been a little nicer in there; you are going to send these poor guys into bankruptcy with your demands,” Malty scolded her sister, Andretti simply rolling her eyes at the words. “Could you be any more of a Scoundrel?”
“Yeah, I could; I thought I was being mighty generous with that request for 900 credits each,” Andretti mused with a smirk.
“I-It was only 800 each you demanded,” Malty quickly retorted.
“Huh, really; well, it looks like you’ll need to put the call in with Corso and tell him to up the ante another 100 credits then. We’re the ones doing the fighting; we should be getting a fat sum for our work,” Andretti said with a wink, narrowly dodging her sister’s fist.
“You’re such a Scoundrel!” Malty snapped before stomping off towards the Republic outpost outside the barricade.
“Yeah, I am; and you wouldn’t have it any other way,” Andretti agreed before dashing after her sister.