"Im not even asking Who You are cause it's not interesting Me. What The Hell You want? Speak before I Blast You right here"
"I see, might I ask. Have you ever been on an undercover operation before?" He asked with an innocent smile, placing a hand in his pocket. Which he uses to tease her when she's about to answer.
The blonde smiles back. She opens the bags, revealing a number of uniforms. "You told me to bring a slutty uniform". She strips out of her current, high quality clothing, carefully folding it and putting it out of the way, and puts on a black uniform with a low neckline and short skirt, revealing her stockings and ligerie. It's almost exactly the same as Gailte's uniform, just fitted to Zenobia's frame. "What do you think?"
“Inability to let this go...raised voice...extremely irritable temperament...signs point to a strong probability of placing a bounty or seeking revenge at a later date....optimal procedure is removal of the bad organic tissue.” She spoke with clinical calmness, just accessing the situation, but ultimately refraining from doing anything immediate and just stepped away, expecting things to only end one way, but just folded her arms in a look of annoyance at the Mandalrion.
"Obviously there more to it, otherwise Your stupid Friend back there would have simply tried to shoot Me. So here I am. What is it You wanted to say?"
"Oh?" He cooed, DT-L30 was surprised she's actually done a mission herself. "I see, was it as dangerous as this one? You know, out of imperial territory, only a handful of soldiers?" He asked with a smile, continuing to tease her nipples.
Gailte looks it over, then smiles. "Very nice - I love it. I think that Tarkin would love it too, my young protege." She said in good humour, then frowned. "But for now, keep it to yourself, or only put in front of him or on a special occasion. It's better if you keep you current image and reputation - mine is already set." She paused in thought then smirked. "We can use this to our advantage."
She goes red. "It was a, ugh, mission on an Imperial Star Destroyer. An admiral had turned traitor. I was posing as a junior-, ooh, a junior lieutenant. Sorry sergeant. I think I'm unwell".
Zenobia does a little pose, smirking. "It's just for fun. I like my own uniform. Advantage? What do you mean?"
Fendrat nod thinking about what Delvin say to him. " How about your combant expirence? Any of you was send before on mission in dangrous area? " He asked, walking around and looking at work of Engineers. He stoped behind Cara.
The bothans look up. "The old man and us worked together back during the clone wars. What about you, Cara?" The Mirialan shakes her head, not looking up from her work.
"Oh, fun it is!" Gailte laughed. "Well, there will be certainly those who would try to approach me, to take you down, and also, the other way around. We can use this to our advantage. We keep our internal structure integrated and loyal while projecting outside a rivalry." Gailte explained then smirked. "If someone does not know how we look, we could even switch places - if necessary."
“You just went and ruined business for me. Somewhat inconsiderate...” Danann shut her eyes for a second as if in thought before opening them again. What would have happened if the crew had just left her to be sold or to whatever fate the street gangs had for her? But...he barely counted as actually part of the consortium, didn’t he? They could always get more soldiers. “Honestly. Mercenaries come and go....that being said, I’m almost confident that my...boss...” She hesitated around the word “boss”, but it didn’t last long and she returned to looking at him critically. “....they apparently have a lot invested in you. It would be an issue to just let you die over something so trivial.”
"I see, but I think the rest of you take basic training in that way. Good to know." Zeltron looking around and find his tools box. Fendrat bend the knee and take tool from his box, checking her work on the cannon. "I think you missed that part... Let's do it in that way and..." He wisperd, fixing cables in right direction. When come to mechanic, nothing could him stop to do it by his own.
She laughs. "Good idea, though I don't see how someone could fail to tell us apart. We look similar, but there are some physical differences." She smirks and gestures to Gailte's large bust.
