He remains slumped over, breathing softly. Sara stands outside the door, and seeing the would be captain on the floor, heads over to bind his hands and mouth. Sara the locks the door, and has Danann follow her to the bridge. "Alright", she announces to the crew. "We're headed back to Ryloth".
She gets in to defense mode with her staff and prepares for whatever this man is planning up his sleeve.
She grins. "You weren't all that bad at it in the medical station". She sighs. "Let's see if we can find a job first, though. Since you suggested coming here, I assume you have a contact or two who can give us something?"
When he reaches a few paces away from her, the night brother rushes Vahlia, feinting towards her with a lunge before lifting his weapon up for a big overhand strike at her head.
Tarkin nods. "A good choice. I'll add you to the rolls as the commander of the Torment. I assume your 2IC will be its captain?"
Gailte nodded. "She done well commanding my original flagship." She looked at former Jedi. "I see that you have tamed the little slut - does her duties double as bodyguard?"
Tika lifts her dress, revealing a lightsaber strapped to her thigh. "I serve the Grand Moff in many ways". Tarkin smiles, a hand reaching out to touch the Twi'lek. "Lord Vader was rather useful in ensuring Tika's compliance. Besides that, she's come to understand where her interests lie. Haven't you?" He caresses her. "Yes, Grand Moff".
"Well, I think I've mastered using it to tease. And don't worry, I haven't forgotten your warning about temptation, yadda, yadda." He shrugged, "I've also managed to use it to enchance my abilities, I caught that jedi's lightsaber when he threw it."
"I'm surprised that Vader did not decide to just kill her. Do you maybe have a holo saved of him convincing her?" Gailte smiled. "A good investment. A secretary, bodyguard and a whore... Tell, Moff Tarkin, do you use her body to convince some of your opponents to your views and to reward your officers?"
"He did." DT-L30 growled, but immediately takes a deep breath. "It was something else, the whole world seemed to have slowed down when I used it on myself."
"I know a Guy who owns a Warehouse which Stores some illegal stuff. Maybe he get Us some work. He owes me some Favours anyway...."
He shakes his head. "A holo? I'm afraid not." He sends Tika off to do some task. "I doubt that Lord Vader would appreciate being recorded, and most find that it's best to refrain from taking actions that he wouldn't appreciate. Even I, who stand above him, am cautious." "As for Tika herself, she's mine, and mine alone. One doesn't lend away his finest possessions as though they were a pen."
She nods. "Would you like one of your own? If you succeed in this task, I could teach you to build one".
Briar heads into a clothes store, more upscale than most on Nar Shadaa, for about 15 minutes, before coming out in a tight leather outfit and jacket like her previous one. "Sorry, my old clothes were starting to smell. Lead the way to your guy".
"True, Lord Vader wouldn't appreciate that. Forgive me my fullish question." She narrowed her eyes. "She did not speak of what was done with her? I would be careful with her loyalty then, Moff Tarkin." Gailte laughs at the later statement. "Ha! Very possessive of you Moff, I approve! Through, that does make me a little jealous..." She shook her head. "How much time will I be given to complete my crews, equipment, perform repairs and reorganise my forces?"
Fendrat smile playing with her breast, tipping her nipples. "I get it, sure. We are not talking about chrildren, so for now we have time." He said and move closer to her ear. "And I think such promise should be done with others, not just us two."
