"Very well. Lets not waste Time then" He heads to The Tomb and walks up The Stairs, heading inside with a drawn Pistol.
The entry hall is empty, besides a statue of Ragnos and a dead Pantoran mercenary. Down one of the halls he hears a banging noise, and down another a male scream.
"Uh huh, does that mean you have an army of Force users?" DT-L30 asked, still trying to find an oppurtunity to throw the pheromone grenades.
"How imagining that? Will you take your small army with one ancident Sith Lord and attack Empire? Sorry, but you need ships, resorces, spies, contacts and more things. No ofence, but right now you don't look like someone who could chalange Empire."
"Trying to goad me into revealing what we have?" She laughs. "Adorable. Now, you've provided me with your delightful scent, Fendrat. It would be unjust of me not to offer something in return, don't you think?" She lifts her hand, and every pleasure point in Fendrat's body activates, overwhelming him, and forcing him to his knees with burst after burst of orgasmic pleasure. She smiles at DT, as Fendrat writhes. "Anything you can do, I can do better."
Fendrat fall down on the knees, holding himself to not explosive. "Arg!!! You must do it with many men before! Arhhh... Tell me, who was the last guy... Or girl?" He asked in spazms of pleasure, luckly for him, his Zeltron body make him little protection before such attack.
"Insults? Tsk, Fendrat, I thought that we were friends." She smiles mockingly. The feeling of holistic pleasure lets up, so he can stand, but he can feel the Force on his cock, pumping it. He swears that it feels just like being inside a woman's cunt.
" I swear it could be, but most my friends didn't break my bones by single move of hand." He gasp as his penis get touched by her power. "And I'm not fan of glory-holes if you know what I mean." He chuckled, standing On weak legs.
"I don't doubt that." DT-L30 shrugs, "Still, the empire wants you dead or alive." He said, moving closer toward her slowly. Hoping to get her close enough to affect her with the pheromones immediately.
He waits for The Mercenaries to catch up. "You were right. We are not alone here. Everyone keep their Guard up and Weapon ready"
The Sith grins at DT. "You want some too? Join me. I can teach you. You could become more powerful as my apprentice than Palpatine would ever have let you be in his service."
They nod. Djorak jumps as Briar walks up behind them, pointing their weapons at her. "Paz, could you tell them that I'm with you?"
Briar smiles at the introduction, as the mercs lower their guns. The balding leader puts a hand to his chest. "Nearly gave me a heart attack, ma'am." They shale hands. "I'm Widge, and this is Djorak." Widge walks up close to Paz and whispers into his helmet. "Nice. You're a lucky guy." Briar draws her blasters and looks down the tunnels. "Which way, Paz?"
He nods at widge. "Sometimes Yes...." He looks at The Group. "I heard a Scream and banging noise comming from these Tunnels. Whatever is here isnt friendly. I say we don't walk towards The Scream and follow the other Tunnel. Me and Braid upfront and You cover us from behind"
"Eh, maybe I will. Maybe I won't. Even if I do join you, that makes me a traitor." DT-L30 replied, discreetly activating all three pheromone grenades on his belt. "Besides, traitors die first." He added, and just as the bombs would explode, DT-L30 throws all three. Making them all detonate mid air.
