Tarkin laughs. "A Zeltron? What an unusual sight in the Imperial Navy. Very well, I'll have Admiral Zenobia make you Chief Engineer of your section".
Yasmeena puts in the datachip, and it gives directions to a space station above the planet Ryloth. "Oh," she says. "That's my homeworld".
As Tarkin gazed upon Loreley, he could see that her uniform was pretty snug around her breasts and hips, and that it was impeccably cleaned and ironed. The new squadron commander tried to ignore his lecherous gaze, he'd have his hands full with his new 'gift' anyway, and concentrated on the promotion. She gave Tarkin a brilliant smiled, 'Thank you, you are too kind, sir. I will make sure your faith in my abilities is not misplaced.'
"I imagined A Mansion on Coruscant....very well then." He leaves The Planet and jumps into Hyperspace. "Ryloth is occupied by The Empire. Weird Place for a Crimelord to have his Spacestation..."
DT-L30 saluted, "Thank you, sir. I will make sure this promotion does not go to waste." He replied in a prideful tone, before standing at ease.
“Too be honest I’m considering killing him, but it seems you would like to have the first shot” Vahlia says to Rowans wife. She turns to Rowan “Care to move to business or shall we both kill you?”
Gailte then pointed at Twi'lek and said. "And finally that is Je-" she paused remembering Tika's words about the past. "Former Jedi Knight Tika, currently dancer and prostitute."
Tarkin smiles once more. "If there's nothing else, you're dismissed." If Loreley leaves, she can feel the old man's eyes on her ass, before he goes to Tika and slides an arm around her, whispering something in her ear. She giggles, and he kisses her cheek.
Loreley wasn't really interested to climb the ranks by sleeping with superior officers. She saluted and turned on her heel, having no other choice than to show her round bum in her dress uniform to Tarkin's roaming eyes. The brunette left Tarkin's office/throne room, waiting outside, not entirely sure if she should return to the shuttle yet.
When they leave, Fendrat wisperd to Loreley. " I saw how he undressing you by stare. I'm lucky that he isn't a bi and don't look at me in the same way." He joke, to a little take down stress. "So, we all rank up. It will be the first time, when I will get under my comand men. I'm worred."
Tarkin looks lecherously at the three women. "Gailte, you truly have outdone yourself this time, as have you, my dear Zenobia. Winning a battle, capturing a Rebel, and bringing back such a...substantial" his hands go to caress Tika's breasts through the transparent bra, "former Jedi". He looks at the milf as he plays with the Twi'lek's nipples. "I'm promoting you to commodore. You'll be put in charge of a squadron of two Victory Class Star Destroyers, as well as your flagship. You may either choose a new command ship, or stay with the Netuno. I know, that since it's been with you since the Clone Wars, you may be attached to your Acclamator. It's up to you." He looks pleased as he toys with his new pet. "You'll be placed on loan to the newly promoted Vice Admiral Zenobia, since the two of you work so well together". He walks back to the throne, Tika in tow. "You've pleased me greatly. I'm liable to give everyone I see a promotion". He smiles.
Yasmeena leans back in her seat. "From what I understand, he's funding the Twi'leks in their rebellion against Imperial Forces. He also makes a tidy profit from the slave trade on Ryloth. With the Empire burning down entire villages, more and more Twi'leks are becoming willing to sell themselves into indentured servitude. Basically, they sign away their freedom for a few years, and they supposedly get freed at the end, with money in their pockets. I don't know how much of that is true, though".
DT-L30 salutes, "Thank you, sir." He saluted once more, before turning around to leave with his companions. "So, we headin to that restaurant?" He shrugged, not really sure what to do after getting promoted.
As they walk away, a man in a hood approaches DT. "I am here by command of Lord Vader." He looks at DT a moment, before nodding. "Yes, yes. I feel it. Tell me boy, have you ever seen this symbol before?" He pulls down his sleeve.
'I'll say, I didn't expect him to be so... lecherous,' Loreley shrugged, 'I daren't imagine what will go on in there with the four of them.' She patted Fendrat's shoulder, 'You'll be fine, just follow your instincts.' 'I don't know,' Loreley said, 'We came with the admiral and captain, but they might be busy for a while. Let's head-' Loreley looked at the hooded man, wondering what his deal was.
Rown nods. "Look, Lyanna. Do you remember the Sith artifact, the red pyramid thing?" She nods, dubiously. "Well, I know that I gave it to you, and it's your property and all, but I think that this woman is going to kill us if we don't give it to her". Lyanna looks at Vahlia. "That true, or is he just being an idiot?"
"Restaurant sound good. I need to clean my head, mabe-." Fendrat stoped as hooded men go to Deet. What can he wanted?
For a moment, Gailte was wondering, just how Tarkin made Jedi laugh. Gailte was speechless. After two decades of slurs, insults and humiliation... Finally, her career was progressing. "You are to kind, my lord." She bowed, then looked at Zenobia and smiled.
