The explosions and chaos were a welcome sight, since it was actually something in her favor. For a second, she smiled a little at seeing him. It didn't surprise her. Calling it all according to plan however, would've entailed having not gotten abducted in the first place. There was a risk in making the leap. But staying put wasn't really a good decision. So she gathered what speed she could to make the jump using his arm for leverage. This would put a massive strain on both people and under normal circumstances, it was downright stupid. Stupid was the only option she's had for a while now, so she took the plunge to throw herself abroad.
Garra the Toydarian kicks his feet up in his leather upholstered chair. "So, kid, why'd you get into this business? You into the money, or the thrill?"
Cyrus catches her. His injured leg buckles for a moment, but his grip holds, and he pulls her up and into the ship. The others turn away, and the ship begins to fly off, when the hunter runs out of cover and charges up. In a jetpack assisted jump, he flies up and over the ramp as it closes, kicking one of the trandoshans, sending him flying across the room.
For a moment, all she could do was catch her breath and collect her thoughts of where to begin, not even really noticing or showing concern about the alien falling to his death. Her shit was still unbuttoned, never having bothered to completely dress herself during her hurry. Her flat stomach was exposed as well as an open view of the centre of her cleavage. It was virtually impossible for anyone not to notice the remains of cum splattered on her from being assaulted by the bounty hunter, and it wouldn’t take much for anyone to piece together what must have happened. Yet, she didn’t look focused on that in the slightest, folding her arms, placing a hand under her chin as she gazed at Cyrus, looking half pleased and distracted. “What a horrid experience. I failed to save a patient for the first time, this year....granted, I’m the one who killed him...but maybe with a better cooling agent, retinal damage could have been alleviated...” Dana started to drone on, making it evident just how skewed her priorities were, not showing any outward concern about the trails of cum stained on her from the experience. The only thing that stopped her pondering, was remembering Cyrus was still here. “...but, seeing you here does wonders for my mood, as disappointing as today was.”
Cyrus and Sara manage to force the hunter outside, shoving him into the air as the ship flies off, closing the ramp. Cyrus touches Danann's shoulder gently. "Hey, doc, why don't you grab a shower, okay?" He leads her to his private quarters, and into an en suite bathroom. "It's okay, now. You're safe." He heads out and closes the door behind him.
DT-L30 continues his ministrations, until he felt Xarrina was wet enough. He pulls down her pants, rubbing his slowly hardening cock on her pussy, "Mm. You ready for the main course?" He asked with a grin, as he places both hands on her hips.
"...thank you." She manages to get the words just before he steps out. She takes a look around the room, debating. She didn't really feel like putting her ruined clothes where it would touch anything of his. Bringing them to the bathroom, she threw them on the floor as she stripped herself naked, this time at least on her own terms. Should she have been more worried and upset with what had happened. She tried to...but it couldn't quite happen, with her skin seeming to ache in memory of how she had been used and violated...but she didn't really feel that much fear or traumatized by it. If anything, all she felt was just a little bit pissed off. That was happening more and more lately. Standing in the shower, she let the water soften her hair and began to rinse out the mess that had been made, using the water and borrowing some of the captain's soap to lather up her hands as she started to rub herself down, needing to be thorough in getting every inch of her body and scrub away the filth. She had crossed her arms to reach her shoulders, foam from the soap running down her back, bringing herself to clean away at her breasts. As soon as she touched them, it flashed in her mind of how the bounty hunter had placed his mouth on it and wrung them out like cheap rags to get at their milk. "Engh.." A slight sound produced by her that came with a heating sensation in her loins. "You got to.." Speaking to herself, she was annoyed at her own body for getting aroused by thinking about it. Her fingers continued to rub, searching for each piece of skin she hadn't touched, wrapping around her orbs as her fingertips reached her nipples that immediately started to perk as soon as she made contact with them. Fighting back the urge that was building, she soaped up her mammaries to shine and glisten, now given the same treatment to her waist, grasping at her motherly hips. Even light sounds she made strained her mouth, from how it was used so roughly. She couldn't just not think about how it was shoved down her throat while he started to slam away. Her eyes fluttered back open while making a moan from a sensitive touch against her groin. Looking down, her body parts had a mind of their own, two of her having sneaked away to rub along the outer folds of her womanhood, creating another kind of wetness to her washed body. Getting ahold of her senses, she pulled her arm back. She wasn't going to do that. She wasn't even going to think about it. She wouldn't. That's what her brain said. The burning and pulsing in her flower had a completely different opinion, but she did her best to ignore it and turn off the water, having finished getting clean.
There was a silence as she had to wonder. "It's a good question.....I have no clue." It strained her mind to think about. "I don't show any of the signs that I should of someone whose been put through that kind of experience...but I was drugged most of the time, so I don't remember all of it." That was mostly true. While she had to question not giving the full details, she didn't really want to make things more difficult than they had to. They were all pretty much dead now anyway, so there was little point in focusing on it for too long. But that didn't change what had occurred. What was she supposed to say? "That being said...from what I can remember?....not all of it was that awful."
"I'm glad you're okay. I'm really sorry that this happened to you. It shouldn't have gone down under my watch. I should have had someone with you, after the clusterfuck in the cantina." He looks guilty.
They reach The Planet soon after and Paz Lands the Ship in some Distance from The Factory. "Everybody knows The Drill. You Boy stay close to Me. Yasmeena Mine the Area towards The Shuttle....Everyone better memorizes where she puts them"
As they move, there's a massive explosion on the other side of the base. Alarms go off, and the group can hear movement as the garrison deploys to check the disturbance. Yasmeena says "I guess that was the crew's distraction. There shouldn't be much Imperial resistance here." She begins planting mines as they move. Walking through the corridors of the base, they see the corpses of stormtroopers, smoke still steaming from blaster wounds. Dano slices his way past doors, until the group enters a security room with a number of corpses on the ground. Two sullustans and a wookie stand there amidst the carnage. The sullustans don't notice them enter, still working at the security controls, but the wookie wraws his bowcaster as he sees the Mandalorian.
Paz pushes Dano behind a Desk for Cover and Fires both his Pistols at The Wookiee who is The Biggest Threat, hoping Yasmeenas Aim is enough to Take out the Sullustans who are caught by suprise.
Not confident what to do, she got close to place a hand on his shoulder, doing her best to offer a reassuring smile. She was taking this better than he was. " I wouldn't chalk it up as total loss. A lot of them are killed and with and no casualties on our side. Plus, I managed getting a cybernetic implant now to make surgery much easier in difficult conditions." She had to stop. She was not good at trying to see things optimistically. "Though it's true these gang bangers are proving to be an annoyance. I'll find a way to deal with it when the time comes.....as soon as I can get the funding....I think I'll still be sticking around for a little longer, if you'll still have me considering the trouble it's been." In truth, she had actually reached the conclusion to keep sticking with the crew around the time she had to patch up his leg , but neglected to add that part in.
Cyrus nods. "That enhancement will be a great help to us. If you want, we can take a detour and wipe out those gangs. No more gangs, no more bounties." He kisses her. "I want you to be safe."
The Wookie is rocked by the shots, but manages to charge Paz, grab him and slam him against the wall. Yasmeena manages to kill execute one of the Sullustans with a headshot, before turning her attention on the enraged Wookie. She fires a shot through his hand as he goes to grab her, before she is lifted up by the throat. The remaining Sullustan raises his weapon, but Dano charges out and begins wrestling with him.
Paz tries to react quickly by Headshooting the Remaining Sullustan and stabbing The Wookiee trough his Throat with his Wristblade.
The shot goes wide, barely missing Dano. The Wookie collapses, clutching at its throat and dropping Yasmeena. The Sullustan slams Dano's head against the window, and grabs him by the throat, holding him as a hostage.
