Ahina slowly get on her knees and search the body for anything usefull to her. She didn't want to strip him off his armor, but she needed to take his belt, since she cant't carry everything in her hands. Also, he was a guy, so his armor won't fit for her. Any weapon, grenades or knives, would be useful to her, befor she will find her own armor. "Maybe I won't stop this stupid war. Maybe I just have to join one faction, just to survive" Ahina thought to herself, as she keep walking throught the darkness.
Nami’s head was swimming too much for her to think much about what the figures meant. Perhaps later, Thassco’s records would come in useful. For now, she tucked the pad – and, yes, the credits – into her bag. With Sau out of sight, she allowed herself a moment to process what had happened. She reached out a hand to close Thassco’s lifelessly staring eyes, resting her hand for a moment on the side of his head. “Goodbye, Master Thassco,” she whispered. “This was never what I wanted. But I couldn’t just let it happen to them. I’m sorry.” When she felt able to, she got to her feet, steadying herself and trying to wipe some of the sticky mess from her tear-streaked cheeks. She gathered up her and Thassco’s blasters from the floor, making sure both were safely powered down, and put those into her bag as well. Then she took a deep breath and went to join Sau out in the corridor, steeling herself for what was to come. She wasn’t sure if Sau had been able to see what was on the screens, but she’d see now; and the other prisoners had likely watched the whole thing. Now she had to face their eyes, their disgust and their scorn, and persuade them they could trust her.
Ahina knelt next to the body, and as she searched around it and over it, she found a holdout blaster and several flares. It seems that the rest of the the weapons were taken away by his comrades.
As Nami checked her blaster, she realised that it was tampered with. Thassco must have found it and decided to disable it... But he did not say anything about it and left it in her bag. As she walked out of the cell on the corridor, she found the pair of Twi'leks she saw earlier, already waiting there. They were tired, embracing each other, but looking livelier. She caught the sight of the Torguta female entering the next cell.
„I am sorry brother, but I must take yours weapon to defend myself”. Ahina whispered to the dead mandalorian and wrapped his belt on her waist, with blasters, flares and hydrospamer. She takes a look at flares. In such darkness any source of light could be helpful to her, to see her way, but it also rises a risk of being spotted by hostile strangers. „Well, not yet, but it’s useful options to have”. Ahina said to herself, deciding not to light up flares. She gets up and headed in direction where she thought it should be her equipment.
A chill ran through Nami as she realised what would have happened if she’d drawn the blaster on Thassco by herself. Had he planned it that way – expecting her to try something, trying to trap her into it? She’d come so close to disaster as it was. At least the sight of the two Twi’leks gave her some relief – it was a rare joy to see them now, free from their chains. She wanted to offer them whatever help she could, but she’d already treated their surface injuries, and others might be in more urgent need. She gave them the best smile she could manage in her current state, and went to help Sau with whoever was in the next cell.
Spoiler: chance 6- fail Sorry - no luck in dice As she started walking in the darkness, Ahina soon realised that she had no idea where she was. She was lost. After a couple of minutes, she came upon a sign - one that pointed to the surface. She could try her luck outside or continue searching her equipment inside the base.
The two Twi'leks nodded back gratefully. As she entered the next cell, she had to pause from the smell. She was all so familiar with it - the smell of sex and sweat. As she took a look inside, she found a body on the bed and in chains. A Xeltron female, was lying on her chest, her face covered with hair, her body covered with sperm and sweat. Sau seemed to be unused to such sights, as she stumbled back.
"Well, I have no choice". Ahina said to herself as she light up one of the flares to keep searching for equipment inside the base. She was sure that outside there is some tho watch entrance, so she won't try to fight him naked. She need back her armor and weapons.
Nami’s eyes widened at the sight that awaited her – but this was what she was trained for. All other thoughts were pushed out of her head in this moment. She rushed forward, opening her bag as she began to check for vital signs, assessing the situation.
Spoiler: Luck 4-fail 16-success Ahina continues walking around, seeking her equipment... But she could not find it. At least she did not stumble on any other mandalorian or animal. Spoiler: Luck 20 - critical success After a few more hours, finally, she managed to find her armour. There was also there a heavy blaster and a blaster rifle!
As she got closer, the smell of sex was more intense. She checked the vital signs, and thankfully, she found some. She found bruising, marks after bondage around the limbs, marks after abuse - from electric whip... Someone went quite hard on the woman.
"Aha! Finally! I was getting tired of being naked" Ahina said to herself as she put on herself her underwear, sport bra and panties, after so long time it was relief. Then she pull her legs into her body suit, comfortable and give her nice warm, after coldness of base. Soon, Ahina get inside her boots, classic, high soldier's boots, perfect for long run. Putting on next pieces of armor makes her feel more secure and relaxed, like she take back piece of herself. "It is good to get back my equipment". Ahina said to herself as she flexed her armored arms and torso, checking her weapons attached to belt. In the end, she put on her helmet, full dressed and armed. "Okey, let's find out where am I". Ahina said to herself, as she slowly headed to exit, carefull to not run into watcher.
Relieved to find that the woman was alive, Nami got out her mediscanner to check her condition. She tried to ignore the smell, overpowering as it was. “Can you hear me?” she asked, softly. “I’m not going to hurt you. I’m a doctor – I’m here to help.”
