The woman opens her mouth to reply, when an explosion rings out from below, knocking everyone but the droid off of their feet. Vahlia hears a cry of "Free Ryloth" from below. The woman, regaining her senses first, rushes to Vahlia and grabs at her, searching for the artifact.
There aren't nearly as many stores here as on Coruscant. Danann sees a weapon store, a ship parts salvager, more drug dealers who all look at her warily, and a brothel.
Cara nods at the praise. "You heard right. I'm not good at shooting the things, but no one is better than me at recalibrating a blaster or tuning up an ion cannon to inflict maximum damage." Seeing her working, Fendrat notices that she seems immune to his pheromones.
Vahlia regaining her consciousness sees what the women is doing “You think I’d be foolish to to hold to the item.” she grabs the women’s throat to choke her. They both struggle until Max-7 comes by and lifts the women up and throws her to a nearby wall. “We need to move Vahlia!” He offers his hand to lift her up. The other two in their party look for ways out and to protect her. Gunshots are heard around below with chaos erupting. “Let’s go the way these two idiots came from” Vahlia points to a different entrance. The four head that direction hoping to get out of there safely.
Danann takes a look at her options. She doesn't particularly need any parts without her own ship, and the brothel isn't exactly something she had any plans on checking out, so she heads into the weapon shop to see if they don't have a decent blasting weapon to sell.
"Well honestly that was enough conflict for one Day. Try to get some sleep ok? And remember what I said about Daria..."
In front of her stands a Twi'lek man with a blaster, executing a group of Imperial officers. He raises the weapon when he sees Vahlia.
Danann sees a massive range of weapons, from large cannons, to small holdout pistols, and everything in between, with varying degrees of quality. She also sees knives, swords, tasers, stun batons and more obscure melee weapons like maces and gammorean axes.
DT-L30 grins, "Superior officer? I don't know what you're talking about. Right now I'm just a bodyguard, posted to a certain countess." He said, as he takes off his shirt, revealing his muscled body, and the scorch mark from his initiation into the secret society. He uses the Force again to tease her naughty bits, "Besides, you seem to be enjoying yourself." He smiles, walking towards her, as he undoes his belt.
He nods. "Okay." He goes into his room. In Paz's room, Yasmeena is still sound asleep, but Paz notices that the towel she was wearing has been pulled down below her breasts, and up above her crotch. A thin line of her juices runs down her leg.
He frowns and covers her Body again after locking The Door. He removes his Helmet and lies down beside her, falling asleep.
Both of them are awakened by a loud voice on the intercom. "Mandalorian. Your friends have arrived. They're in the hangar."
"So forceful." Gailte comments as falls on her knees. She tugs Zenobia's skirt up, moves her panties to the side and starts licking admiral's snatch. As she does so, she reaches to her own pussy, and starts fingering herself.
Dannan takes a look at the pistols, realizing this would be the best weapon that she could use effectively.
He sees a shuttle has landed, a group of armoured Mandalorians being stared at by maintenance workers. The group is arguing, the Forge Master using an authoritative voice to calm them down and create order.
"Mm." His right hand reaches for her bra covered breasts, "Of course, you think I'd be alive if I wasn't?" He grins, using his left hand to use the Force to make it seem like an invisible cock is penetrating her.
The weequay gunsmith sees her looking. Most of the weapons are trash, in terms of quality, but a handful are worth a look. She sees a DL-44, one of the most common pistols in the galaxy. It's a jack of all trades, with decent power and accuracy, but not excellent in any one area. The owner says he'll sell it for 800 credits Next is the D-2 It isn't a particularly powerful gun, but its small size means that it can easily be hidden. He says he's willing to part with it for 600. Next in line is a heavy blaster. The Telos IV is a monster of a weapon, capable of tearing through most armour. Even Beskar armour disintegrates after a few shots from it. It costs 1500 credits Lastly, she sees two blasters sold together, marked as DC-17s. These are old Clone Wars weapons, capable of both a high fire rate and good accuracy, while doing good damage. He'll sell one for 900, and in what he calls a "bargain", will sell both for 1400 credits.
