Vahlia emerges into a bedroom. She sees a few pictures of the woman with the target, but there isn't anything that suggests the con artist's location.
DT-L30 nods at the female death trooper, "Oh, nice. It's always nice to have grenades. Though the tasers are better suited for Fendrat." He takes the sack, "Thanks." Politely thanking his fellow death trooper, before checking how many grenades and tasers he was given.
The trooper takes off his helmet, revealing a young face, maybe 19 or 20, with boyish good looks. "Thanks for that, you're just- it's kinda hard not to look at you. I was top of my class at the academy, and my dad's high up in the Imperial bureaucracy, so I was promoted pretty easily".
He sees three sonic grenades and three single use tasers. The trooper takes off her helmet, and he sees a pretty redhead with short hair. "I'm Meera, by the way".
She looks to see more of the house to find answers. Deadly silence and a keen awareness of others around she needed to find an answer to her target.
Fendrat smile to young Death trooper. "Wow, I was always sure they take weterans to that formation. But if you have such talent.... What can I say?" He put down droid which one drive away much faster than before. "No ofence to Deet, but he refuse to take off his armor. Anyway, his impresive cybernetic limbs are realy hard to hide. I don't like this idea too."
Going room to room, she finds little but a matchbook, with the name of a bar or cantina on it, The Jewel. The place is empty, besides the woman chopping vegetables in the kitchen, completely oblivious.
The young man nods. "I'll try to prove myself to you. Yeah, I'm not sure how inconspicuous the helmet is, but he's scary, so I'm not going to call him on it." He smiles, to show that he's joking. "I got the impression that you were the one making contact?"
Loreley smiled at him, 'Thanks and I didn't even get dolled up.' She chuckled, 'Dad's a big deal, huh? I'd have put my boy into a job that's a bit less lethal, to be honest. Where are my manners? I'm lieutenant Loreley Rhinnus, nice to meet you.' She held out her hand to shake. 'Hmm, I don't like it either. I know you hate using those pheromones on people,' the brunette said. She scratched her head and then smirked, 'Maybe pretty boy should do it. I bet our Jedi prostitute would like him.'
The young trooper shakes her hand. "Lance Corporal Song Van. My dad's a big Empire loyalist, and I'm his ninth son. Dying for the Empire is the thing that would make him proudest. He isn't exactly shaking in his boots at the idea that I could die." He blushes furiously when she calls him a pretty boy.
Fendrat was nice suprise. It seems that guy at least didn't ofence him for his race. "I'm Fendrat Stussad, nice to meet you too. It is your first mission?" He asked to trooper. "Well, of course I could do it on most females on the ship, but it will be unfair to them. And secend when something come too easy, It lost their worth." He smile to Loreley and look at young trooper. "What did you said? Are you want to try seduce Jedi girl, who could use some mind tricks?"
Song shakes his head. "Second. My first was a shootout against some pirates. That doesn't really come close to fighting a real Jedi though. Prostitute or not, her skills probably haven't declined that much."
"Three grenades, and three single use tasers. I guess that'll be more than enough." DT-L30 shrugged, before finally looking at the redhead, "Huh. That was unexpected. Why'd you choose to be a death trooper? I reckon someone with your looks can find a nice guy to marry easily." He said in a nonchalant way, turning off his voice scrambler. Giving away his voice, which was that of a young man in his twenties.
She looks a little offended. "I probably could have. But some of us care about more than that. Some of us want to serve the Empire like everyone else".
"Fair enough. And if you managed to live through the training camp, then I can see just how motivated you are." DT-L30 replied, not realizing he's offended the female death trooper.
She gives him a quizzical look. "Are you not going to take off your helmet? This is an incognito mission."
Paz bows his Head Respectfull to The Tusken Chief, giving back The Dildos and dragging The Captain in his Ship. The Drone floats in with him. He powers up The Engines and they take off again, flying off
"I know, that's why I brought this." He shows her the sheet he intends to use as a cloak, which she would realize is the linen from their beds on the harbinger.
It might have been to a lot of people's surprise, but Kay had landed the ship in one piece, completely safe and sound. At least when he landed it. He didn't really make any promises to it's condition after the fact. While he still had a hostage stuffed in the back and a job to get too soon, he still saw this as a pristine opportunity to take his time to sweep through and look for anything valuable from this mostly junk ship. They must at least have some weapons, cheap or not. And if his sneaking suspicion was right that this was a totally legitimate ship, smugglers were bound to keep something that people wanted to pay money for stashed somewhere.
Meera covers her mouth, trying desperately not to laugh at the thought of a death trooper in a bed sheet.
