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"Hurry up and get all this loaded!" barked Devin, a brash young smuggler overseeing the transfer of a shipment to his vessel. He cast a nervous glance over his shoulder to the locked door of the maintenance bay being used for the clandestine meeting. Even with the entrance sealed and a pair of hired guns outside, he knew time was off the essence. While the trio of aliens he'd struck a deal with worried that local syndicate would get word of their efforts to bypass them, Devin was expecting someone entirely different and far less predictable.

With the last crates sitting at the base of the ramp, muffled voices were heard beyond the door raising quickly to shouts. Words ended with the ringing out of blaster fire, the sound of which sent Devin's hand reaching for his own weapon. A second later the indicators for the door's lock went dark, red lights signifying a complete failure. The door slid open with a hiss, revealing a single Twi'lek standing just on the otherside.

"Who's that, Devin?" asked one of the aliens, suspicious of the intruder who clearly wasn't a syndicate enforcer.

The green-skinned girl answered for him with a smirk, "I'm Sharha, Devin's ex-partner."

I realized the error of my ways. I'm an artist, I love Star Wars, but I've never drawn a Twi'lek girl. What's the deal with that?

Art © 2011 La Violetta
Star Wars © LucasFilm LTD.

Description
"Hurry up and get all this loaded!" barked Devin, a brash young smuggler overseeing the transfer of a shipment to his vessel. He cast a nervous glance over his shoulder to the locked door of the maintenance bay being used for the clandestine meeting. Even with the entrance sealed and a pair of hired guns outside, he knew time was off the essence. While the trio of aliens he'd struck a deal with worried that local syndicate would get word of their efforts to bypass them, Devin was expecting someone entirely different and far less predictable.

With the last crates sitting at the base of the ramp, muffled voices were heard beyond the door raising quickly to shouts. Words ended with the ringing out of blaster fire, the sound of which sent Devin's hand reaching for his own weapon. A second later the indicators for the door's lock went dark, red lights signifying a complete failure. The door slid open with a hiss, revealing a single Twi'lek standing just on the otherside.

"Who's that, Devin?" asked one of the aliens, suspicious of the intruder who clearly wasn't a syndicate enforcer.

The green-skinned girl answered for him with a smirk, "I'm Sharha, Devin's ex-partner."

I realized the error of my ways. I'm an artist, I love Star Wars, but I've never drawn a Twi'lek girl. What's the deal with that?

Art © 2011 La Violetta
Star Wars © LucasFilm LTD.