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Super-Hero comes to a sticky end.
Later that day . . .
Tenel Ka stood at the bow of the yacht, looking out over the gentle waves. She had gathered everyone here for an important announcement. They were all behind her. Most were waiting patiently, some impatiently.
Tenel Ka glanced down at the remote in her hand. Talon had also reprogrammed all the Nobles tracking collars. She had thought he was just going to unlock them, but instead he had surprised her by giving her the remote that could release them.
Currently all of the tracking collars were still maglocked around their necks. Tenel Ka could track a lot of the Hapan Nobles-including some of her most prominent critics-to the decimeter.
She could, but she knew she couldn't. If she did, she wouldn't be any better than Jag Fel, or Daala . . . or Cadeus.
That last realization obliterated any lingering doubt in her mind. There was no way she would ever turn to the dark side.
Tenel Ka quickly keyed in the short sequence that unlocked all of the Hapans' tracking collars. Then she cocked her arm back, and threw the remote as far as she could. As soon as it left her hand she picked up the blaster pistol off the ledge, aimed, and shot the remote out of the sky all in one motion.
Next she calmly set the blaster down, and took a sip of her flavored water. She could sense everyone's curiosity. After a couple of moments, she turned, and announced to the waiting Nobles that they could now remove their tracking collars.
There was much excitement-and relief. They quickly began pulling the circles of durasteel off. A few moments later, the collars began joining the remote into the sea.
Tenel Ka made sure all the Noblewomen thanked Talon for his efforts on their behalf. She had already set up an account for him, and deposited a quarter of a million credits in it. She felt confident most of the Noblewomen would be generous as well.
"So, Your Majesty," Jaina began as she strutted up to her a few minutes later. "Now that you're ruling again, what are you going to do about Ambassador Wynssa Fel?"
Ambassador Fel was the sister of High Moff Jag Fel, ruler of the Empire. She was also formerly Moff Wynssa Fel of the Hapes Sector when the Empire had ruled the Consortium. When Tenel Ka had asked Daala to become Regent, Daala had asked Fel to remain as Ambassador. Now Tenel Ka had to decide if someone who had dommed her and ruled the Hapes Consortium would remain here as an Ambassador.
"Oh, she's staying," Tenel Ka replied. Then she smiled evilly. "I like having Moff Fel's sister right here on Hapes, where I can get to her."
Jaina chuckled, then took a swallow of her own fruity water. "Well, remember, she does have diplomatic immunity," she reminded her.
Now Tenel Ka laughed. "Trust me, I do. If I hadn't reminded Mirta of that-and expressed my particular wishes that she didn't-she would have already killed her in retaliation for the bioweapon the Empire released into Mandalore's atmosphere.
Jaina glanced at the Mandalorian sitting a few meters away, watching the crowd. She was close enough to hear them, but she didn't seem to be listening.
"By the way Your Majesty," how did you get Mirta on your side?" Jaina asked her.
Tenel Ka glanced over to Mirta, and shrugged her shoulders. "Well first we realized we had something in common. The Empire created a nanovirus specifically to kill each of us. Then I figured out that she wasn't nearly as friendly with Daala as her grandfather is. Finally I gave her a big pay raise over what Daala was paying her, and now she's a proper bodyguard," she explained.
Then Tenel Ka paused a heartbeat, and added, "All bodyguards watch their clients take sanisteams, right?"
Jaina stared at her a moment, not quite sure if she was serious about that last part. "If the client was as sexy as you, then I certainly would," she answered.
Tenel Ka grinned back at her. "Maybe we can take one together then."
"Sounds like fun, Your Majesty," Jaina replied.