The bellowing laughter that Jabba brought out echo's in the room. His eyes maintained their gaze upon the young girl as the two gamorrean guards keep her arms firmly wrenched behind her back. One of them keeps her head tilted back by keeping a firm grasp of her blond hair.<br/><br/>The large Hutt begins to speak again, and the translator droid follows suit in his task. "The Illustrious Jabba is amused by your antics. He asked did you believe a young thing such as you are capable of completing this mission. You have failed, and you will be punished for your transgressions." One of the pigs that is not holding the Jedi picks up the lightsaber and places it in Jabba's pudgy fingers. He brings his hand down in a cutting motion to indicate an order. The gamorrean grasps the girl's tanktop and easily tears the fabric from her body as if it was nothing put paper. They do the same to her shorts to leave the girl exposed before the Hutt's eyes.