fandomhigh | Ethics [Tuesday, September 30, 2nd period]

When the Ethics class arrived in the Danger Shop, they stepped into an entirely different world.

An incredibly dry, hot one. That smelled really bad.

Anakin waved his hand around the room. "Welcome to the embodiment of gluttony," he said, "the palace of a Hutt."

He concentrated on the controls on the far side of the room, and the simulation sprung to life: dozens of beings drinking, eating, and dancing, with all activity centered around a vile slug of a beast laying on the raised dais at the front of the room.

In a place of honor on the wall was a man, face twisted in a silent scream but his features obscured beyond recognition, encased in silver. Anakin ignored it as he walked past to point at the creature on the dais. "That," he said, nose wrinkling in disgust, "is a Hutt. This particular version was named Jabba, one of the most powerful crime lords in the galaxy." A grim smile turned the corners of his mouth up. "At least until he met my children."

He shook his head. "That is neither here nor there. Today is an interactive experience for you, class. Take a good hard look around. See the effects that gluttony can have."

His eyes went flat. "Touch any of the dancing girls and you'll regret it. That's a promise."

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He's here to field all questions from "Ewww, why's that guy eating things that are still alive?" to "Where does the trapdoor lead to? We've lost a student" to "WTF? There's a guy on the wall!"

Or if you really want to know what his kids did to Jabba. He's kinda dying to share.

"Master Skywalker," Penelope said with respectful approach. "May I ask you something about Jabba?"

"Of course," he answered promptly.

"I was curious about him, why he was able to be what he was without anyone doing anything about it?"

"He was an incredibly powerful crime lord," Anakin replied. "He controlled systems, trade routes and drugs. Even the existing planetary government stepped carefully around Jabba. The galactic one pretended he didn't exist."

"Comparable to the mafia?" she asked, thinking it sounded similar though the extent of her knowledge there was extremely limited to history lessons.

"How did your children take care of him?"

"The mafia but on a much larger scale," Anakin said. "By systems, I meant solar systems." His eyes flashed. "And my children killed him."

Pause.

"And rescued that man on the wall." That second part was clearly an afterthought.

"Oh," she replied. Solar systems. She could barely fathom that.

"The powerful kill the powerful; are your children Jedi too?"

She took a moment to think about that man on the wall and was grateful he was rescued. No one should have been made to live like that. It was terribly horrendous.

"My son Luke is," Anakin said, fairly bursting with pride. "His twin sister hasn't chosen to take that path."

Penelope smiled, sensing the pride, and also realized she's never made her parents feel that way. How could she, being the freak that she is?

She lowered her eyes. "You must be very proud. Thank you, for your time, Master Skywalker. I was just curious."

Toby approached Anakin with a questioning look. "Dude, how'd the slug guy get all nasty like that?"

"Part of it is his species," Anakin said. "They are all like that, though Jabba is especially large."

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