^Theme Song of the thread start^ On a Corellian Corvette In the middle of nowhere. The woman slouched on her pilots couch as the swirl of hyperspace hypnotically filled her vision as she drifted between wakefulness and sleep over the past two hours. There was no rush to get the cargo of mint-condition first edition "Hutts in Love" to their buyer, who'd want to steal some trashy pseudo-pornographic soap opera? She remembered watching one of them once, and spending the next three days being violently sick, no sapient being should ever have to see something like that... let alone the Hutts from that angle. As they came on their destination she found herself thrown to the floor as suddenly her ship was wrenched from hyperspace by a gravity well, alarms going off all around the vessel. A moment later she began to scream. The corvette known as "Just Spring Cleaning" was never heard from again.