Darious gets up, ignoring The Pain. "Ugh....then it's Time we attack them from behind. Commence a Attack from behind and above. Time to use The Explosives we brought along. Throw them inside The fancy Windows. Anyone who runs out gets gunned down!"
As the Commander entered Captain's quarter, he found a naked blond laying on the floor. Her hands bound behind her back and chained to the floor. As the woman noticed that he entered too the cabin, she quickly got on her knees.
Orson looked at the nude girl, his eyes showing a mix of disgust, but also some concern and pity, 'I took the old man for a bastard but this takes the crown.' He sighed, 'I'm sure you've heard the blaster fire, Captain Mohns is no longer among us. I am Commander Orson Kordone and I am in command now and I suppose that makes these my quarters. You got a name, girl?' He looked around, 'You have any idea where the old man kept the key to your chains?'
Sasha frowned. "It's just, that we could contribute soo much more..." She thought for a moment, then shook her head. "When will we leaving, captain?"
Panza waved his hand. "We have a few of those onboard." He paused. "Well, yes, they will probably do so..." he looked at her "Then we will have to hide the locator inside, I guess..."
Katarina look at cargo. "When we will all wares on board. In less than hour I would say." She point at cannon with disfunction. "Could you check this cannon? It doesn't move properly."
"Really now, and you have a tracker that can be ingested?" Sarah asked in a curious tone. Before sighing, "Haa. But, without any fighters we'll be at a disadvantage if we encounter two ships. Fine, prepare that tracker, and you better make sure it works. Then meet me at the capsule pods." She growled as she heads to her to her quarters where she kept her stuff. Spoiler She changes out of her bodysuit, into a lacy, and slightly see through leotard. Along with black thigh high stockings, and black high heels. After that she heads toward their meeting place.
As Twi'lek's feet hit the floor, she opens her mouth. "Fuck-gha!" and immediately closes it as she chokes. The blue woman walks up to her, as Aigir'ritar falls on her knees. Chil'van grabbed the Twi'lek's lekku. "Now, I am going to release you again, and either I will hear what I want to hear, Pskk! Red blade came to life right net to woman's head. "-or I am going cut of your lekku." There was something sadistic in her voice, carrying a promise. The green-skinned woman shivered and with quivering voice ordered the surrender. The Chiss quickly turned off the commlink but didn't let go of the Twi'lek. "I understand, that we don't need this trash anymore?" She asked calmly, as the blade slowly made to woman's neck. "No wait! Please, Mercy!" The pirate called, trying backing from the hot plasma, as much as she could.
"Yes sir!" Rook called and turned to the rest. "Thermaldetonators!" As she called, the warriors followed her orders. Numerous grenades feel to the building, breaking glass. a moment later that glass exploded outside, shattering with explosions - but their armour protected them from it. Rook fired a line to the wall and jumped inside, the line holding her as she slowly descended inside, firing. Half of the warriors followed her. The rest stayed with Darious, surrounding him.
The blond stared at him, as he finished speaking. "You can call this slave, however you wish, master." She said bowing her head. "No master, I don't know where the keys are. I apologise, master. Can this slave please you, Master?"
“Request a proper meeting. It’s best to do it in person. Naturally, they should be willing to meet on our own soil if they’re serious and confident about it.”
"Yeah, boss." Sasha said as she left. Katarina had thought that it was probably not the end of this discussion. The sniper was a rebel at heart. As she was left alone. Katarina had some free time which she could use in any way she desired. Last moment's preparations, double checkups, visit with one of the crewmembers, or some additional purchases...
As she meets her subordinate in the meeting place, she noticed that her brought a magma guard... with a strap-on attached. "Boss! This thing here-" he points at the strap-on "Will inject and lock the locator inside you."
Orson grumbled, 'You don't need to do the whole master charade with me. Your "master" is dead and I'm not his replacement.... well, at least not in that regard.' He went to the communicator panel, 'Lieutanent, did the Captain carry any keys on him? The old pervert chained his slave girl to the damn floor. In the nude.' He looked around the room, looking for a key or some release mechanism. Approaching the woman, he also checked if the chains could just be opened without a key but not by the one trapped in them. While looking at the chains, Orson said to the girl, 'How has the old man been treating you? Did you get enough food and drink?'
"Of course, your Highness. I shall do as you command. It is good to show them that we are the ones of higher standing." the man sat down. With that out of the way, Mardica could finish the meeting here... or take care of other business - there were quite a few problems to be touched yet.
"What..." Sarah said in disbelief, "Seriously, couldn't you have just given me the tracker so I could swallow it?" She continued with a sigh. "Fine, let's just do this quick. And if he does a good enough job, I might even make him my personal guard." She said with a grin, placing her hand on the wall as she leaned forwadd. Presenting her curvy ass toward the droid, she uses her free hand to move her leotard to the side, letting the mindless droid choose which hole to use.
Katarina decided to go check her console to pilot the ship. When time come, It must be perfect control. She spoted one riodan, with his blue skin and so different face from human. "Tell me, if we disband our ship, where you would go? I hear on the meeting voice to find some place and live quiet, so tell me what kind planet would be best for us?"
Thinking about the other problems, she thought of it. "We need to do something about pirates. If this deal doesn't fall through, we will be left without allies. Even if it does, it will be a while before we build up the proper production to have the income to fund a mercenary army for more than a few months. Send out a few small convoy they can't resist. Token resistance droids. Sneak a locater onto the shipment to give us their base, pack it with explosives for added affect, detonate on arrival. It will make them wary of intercepting anything while they regroup. It will at least force them to ease off. Keep a few other shipments. Tainted medical supplies. Either it poison them or the other pirates they sell it too, and sparks a internal conflict between them and if they are spending more time fighting each other, that's less time spent fighting us. If we can take out their encampments and force them to weaken each other, we should be in a position to take them down with ease once we're properly prepared." She took a glance at Aydn. "Think you can manage all that?"
"She did do as I commanded. Still, she's your captive." Daltar shrugs. "Though... I can think of a few uses for her." He chuckles. "You want to live, your highness?"
Darious looks at His Warriors. "When this is over and their Faces lie in their own Blood You can take everything You find. Gold, Credits their Whores, just take Your pick"
