They'll have to at least visit.

They will.

It'll give them an opportunity to look around, too. Get more information, even if Ani isn't in the fights herself. 

Indeed.

Shall they go, then?

Let's.

Off they go.

The arena is underground, tiered seating sloping down to the pit floor where the fights take place. The wall around the base is tall and shear, cut with gates at regular intervals. It's hard to tell from the top (where the entrance is), but the floor looks like sawdust spread over concrete. There are private booths around the upper perimeter for the VIP guests, everyone else has to mingle in the regular seating. The whole area is dimly lit, except for the floor which is the focus of several overhead spotlights. The viewing booths appear to be faced with mirrored glass, by the way the reflection bounces off them.

Right now, the fight is beasts, not people, an acklay against a vine cat.

She doesn't find that very exciting, not like the crowd. 

But... It's incredibly loud in here, and much of the seating is cramped - some of it isn't really seating - and Ani suspects that no one with significant power is going to be down near the dust. The ones it'd benefit them to talk to will all be in the viewing booths - and as petty smugglers, they don't have the pull to get into those. 

...Except.

Anyone who enters a combatant into the arena gets a VIP ticket, it sounds like.

It's loud enough and the atmosphere is such that Elesse can pull Ani close and whisper in her ear and they can speak privately without looking out of place.

"Do you still want to fight?"

"Yes, Master."

The answer in her mind is easier to hear. Yes. There's a lot of reasons it's a good idea, a lot of reasons it's a risk... But she thinks it's worth it. That this is the fastest route to what they're looking for. 

"All right. I should be able to sign you up at the meeting."

Nod. (And lean.)

Ani can also poke around about what she can do in this role, other than look pretty and give Elesse a gossip opening...

If she could match up slaves to masters, that would be helpful. See which matchups are stronger or weaker, and Elesse might be able use that to manipulate the watchers in the booths.

A good use for her skills. 

"I will, Master."

"That's my girl."

Happy wiggle! 

Then: "Should I begin now, Master?"

"I think so. Three hours, then meet me at the entrance."

"Yes, Master." She grins at Elesse, then heads into the crowds to scout.

And Elesse will work things from the other end.

Ani's very, very good at what she does, and she makes it back to the meeting point slightly before her Master. 

And thence to the meeting, where Elesse advances the opinion that rather than take another smuggling job, she'd rather enter her slave in the fights. There's some skepticism, but she persuades them to agree, provided Anakin can beat one of their enforcers right here.

He's a big bruiser, seven feet tall and built like a duracrete wall.

She slim - she's been getting tall recently, but she's now a gangly teen, arms and legs too long for her frame. But under that - she's got the musculature of a swordswoman, an acrobat, a runner, and she's been well fed even since she was an infant. She's been fighting and often killing men with a much greater advantage on her since she was a child. 

Ani would be a very, very expensive slave if her Master ever sold her. 

She doesn't use the Force, not to enhance her reflexes nor her strength nor speed nor endurance. She doesn't need to. 

She doesn't kill the man, but she does bring him down and hard. She makes it look almost easy, definitely worthy of a show - keeps out of his way just long enough to get him to overextend, then wields his own weight and height against him. She fights silently, ferociously.

She lets herself make a few mistakes, act like she's suffering some of a teen's uncertainty with her growing body, doesn't move as smoothly as she could even without the Force, lets herself take a glancing blow as she's tripping him (but it won't even bruise, so) - and makes it look like she'll need polish before she's an audience favorite on style alone. 

...Yeah, they'll let her fight. There's some haggling about what percentage Elesse will get, but pretty soon Ani's got a slot for the early evening.

"Did I please you, Master?" Ani asks in a low voice, once the formalities are observed and Elesse and she are no longer the center of anyone's attention. 

"You did very well, Ani. I think you are going to make me quite a bit of money."

Wiggle! And blush. "Thank you, Master."

(Deep under the surface, Anakin takes a wistful moment to daydream about a world where all this's just A Kink Thing, and she could do this for Elesse without participating in horrific crimes against all sapience.)

"Come, let's take some time for ourselves before your performance tonight."