The doctor feels a presence behind her, and sees Cyrus standing in the doorway. He hands her a small bag filled with credit chits. "Here. Sorry about the mess. The guys like to drink, a lot. I'll have some people clear this crap out. We're on a mission right now, so you're starting immediately. Is that all right?"
"The ISB doesn't like to waste resources on petty vengeance. If they learn that you have the backing of someone they can't touch, they'll give up, and won't ever put in the effort required to find out about the clan. I know a guy who can put us in touch with someone like that. We'll have to work for him, but we'll be protected".
Tarrik shrugs. "I don't care about the Captain. We won't be on this ship for much longer, and no one but our team is allowed to be here. If the captain finds out, I'll just fuck him. His eyes were all over me before, he won't be able to resist." The Jedi says "It's up to you. I think your friend wants the chance to say she's been with a Jedi".
The Mandalorian turns and walks back towards her. It's impossible for The TwiLek to see his Expression. All she sees is her own Image as She looks at The Visor of His Helmet. "And who is this Person? I want to know everything. No more Secrets"
She was fine with taking the money. It wasn't exactly substantial sums, but worth more than nothing. She gave a quick nod to hearing that she wouldn't be the one to clean this all up. "A ship without anything to drink is a depressing place to be." "Right now? Well, no time like the present. Carrying out the mission does matter, even if I still have no idea what the hell it is. Am I staying put or am I supposed to tag along?" She had gotten on board the ship, but still wasn't completely certain of what she had actually gotten herself into. More often than not, she wouldn't ask questions of what the typical crowd she worked with did. It only really mattered to her now, because of the implication that she was expected to be caught up in the middle of whatever they were up to. It was actually pretty rare for her to actually participate in anything. She spent most of her time hold up in the ships, which could be equally boring as it was safe.
Fendrat don't know what to say next. "We will not take off her handcuffs so she will stay under control." He didn't mention about Tika force skills letting her killing by only mind power. "Come on Loreley, I know you want it too. I never harm you or use my skills against any of you, so you see you have nothing to worry about."
She nods. "His name is Cyrus. He's third in command for Tyber Zann, the leader of the Zann Consortium. It's a big crime group. Zann hates the Empire. He'll welcome a Mandalorian, especially one being hunted by Imperial Intelligence." She puts a hand on his chest. "Look, I know you're pissed, but this can help you. Let me prove that I'm trustworthy".
"If The Clan is protected.....Fine. This is Your ONLY Chance. But First I have to go to The Clan and tell them what Happened. Their Clan Leader need to agree to this."
Cyrus thinks for a moment. "You'll stay on the ship for now. But we might need you to come out." He shouts outside. "Borrak! Tanik! Get into the med bay and clean this shit out!" Two identical trandoshans walk in, nodding to the new doctor. One of them hisses "I'm Tanik. Don't worry about trying to tell us apart, no one can. Welcome aboard, it's good to have you here". Despite hissing at her when he talks, he sounds more polite than any trandoshan she's ever met. They start picking up the beer crates and carrying them to the hold.
Yasmeena nods. "I'll get my weapons and credits, and meet you on your ship. Mine has trackers on it".
Loreley crossed her arms under her breasts, 'What? So I'm the bad guy now if I bail out? You cheeky bastards.' She shook her head and sighed, 'Fine, first time for everything.' She took Tarrik by the hand and went to the cell Fendrat and Tika were in. She was nearly assaulted with the thick stench of sex and Fendrat's pheromons in the air. She got goosebumps over her skin and her nipples went erect, as her breathing quickened too. The pilot pulled off her boots and shimmied out of her overall, showing her long, toned legs and white underwear. She pulled her tank top over her head and revealed her full and perky breasts. Her dogtags dangling between them.
Tarrik undresses as well. She slaps Loreley's ass, and then kneels down to kiss Fendrat on the lips. Her body looks much like Loreley's. Tika looks up at Loreley, eyebrow raised.
'Oi, you cheeky bugger,' Loreley cried out as Tarrik slapped her round arse she tried to slap back but the other pilot was already out of reach. She then went over to Tika, 'That position can't be nice for long, come on.' She helped the Twi'lek to sit up normally, Fendrat's cum probably leaking out below her. Loreley then sat down in front of her, 'There, that's better. Let me get a good look at you.' She looked over the Twi'lek's front closely, her big breasts and taut belly and beautiful face. Loreley sighed, 'You're really gorgeous and very blue.' She giggled. She hestitantly grabbed one of Tika's breasts. Loreley bit her lip and looked at the former Jedi with her laurel green eyes, 'I have to confess: I've never been with a woman.'
She hadn’t be told anything properly, but acknowledged the decision. She could handle a gun, but was perfectly comfortable of being left out of the action, when it could be avoided. “Umm...nice to meet you...” She actually found it somewhat difficult to mouth off to them. Maybe just because it was such a peculiar sight too see these reptiles act more polite than most humans. If a known sadistic race like theirs could still manage to have genuinely friendly people, then what excuse did humans have? “Yeah...I should..” Being uncharacteristically polite in her own way, she walked along with them to grab one of the boxes and help clean it up at least a little. Not like she’d really have anything better to do at the moment. Looking over her shoulder, she faced Cyrus as she actually helped with the cleaning. “Should have this place ready by the time you need it.”
“Of fuck! The last thing I need to deal with. This is way above the bounty on your stupid head. Change of plans your coming me with the sith artifact in hand.”
"I'm very blue?" Tika laughs. "You're a poet". Her expression grows softer. She leans in close to the pilot. "Do you want to?"
"I figured You know where it is...." He says Before leaving. He walks trough Tattoines Streets and heads in A Alleyway. He enters a Side entrance to a House and walks down a long stairwell into The Underground Tunnels of Tattoine. Eventually after walking The Quiet Labyrinths of Corridors he reaches The Mythosaur Skull on The ceiling. Behind it He sees The Mandalorian Warriors of Clan Ordo. Their Helmets stare at him as He keeps on walking past them. He reaches The Room with The Big Beskar Forge. Infront of it The Female Forger of The Clan melts down Scrapped Beskar Armour to make a new Piece for a Warrior. "I returned. And I bring troublesome News" he says To The Female Warrior.
Cyrus nods at her. She feels a jolt as the ship jumps to hyperspace. She and the reptile creatures have managed to clean up by the time they reach the destination.
Loreley giggled, 'I don't know any Twi'lek compliments, it was worth a try. Oh, I know: you have very shapely and nice head thingies.' Loreley held her breath as Tika leaned in and their breasts brushed against each other. A red blush went over her freckles, she gulped and then she nodded a bit shyly.
