The silence reigned on the bridge, as they awaited the response. "It seems that they are not in a mood to talk." The first officer commented.
"Stiptiz? Hardly." She said as she removed her top. "And you will hardly enjoy the sight." She commented, smirk dancing on her lips, as her jacket and shirt fell on the ground. She wore no bra. Her bust was large and shapely, the meaning of her words quickly became clear - her left side was badly scarred - the scarring covering the side of her stomach, her left arm up to her elbow, and the left side of her breast, strangely ending right before her left nipple.
"You would get a better side of the deal." Woman frowned. "Defensive and anti-piracy acts are agreed upon. That are common problems. But a husband and precious metals in enough amount to start your industry, in exchange for food? That seems hardly equivalent exchange... I could agree to those if you agreed to enter the civil war and aid us in reconquering our planet..."
Katarina look seriosly at Sasha scars. "I saw mens wounded in that way. It was after explosion of bomb or granates. You must be realy strong will of life, to survive something like that. I respect that." She said as she carefool touch Sash scar on the stomach.
Shortly after the fall and small exchange, the ship shook again. It looked like the ship was under attack. Sarah's first thought would be, that Panza was coming... As she looked around, she realised, that she would have to fight her way through to the bridge - as she did not know, where else she could find the communications module on this type of ship...
"Ah damn it. I guess the bridge would be loaded with rebels." Sarah grumbled, "The hanger it is, I'll just have to steal their fighters. If I remember correctly, rebel star fighters can jump into hyperspace." She said to herself as she grabs some extra ammo from the corpses, before heading to the hanger.
"Kamino. I have...plans...for that planet." The stormtrooper guards at the bridge, all veteran clones, would feel their ears pricking up at the name of their homeworld. Daltar frowns. "Kamino, but we'll make a stop first. I won't be seen as some beggar with one star destroyer and a few scavenged pirate ships. It's time we got ourselves a fleet, ladies and gentlemen." The admiral announces to the bridge crew. "Search Imperial communications, and find me a squadron of Imperial ships being led by someone of a lower rank than me. I will be held down by politics no longer. The Empire requires leaders with the strength to seize the day." Daltar stands. "When you've found a suitable group of ships, set a course and head to meet them. I'll assume command." He tosses a key to Aigir'ritar, the one to free her from her shackles. "I've made a decision, your highness. It would be a waste to make you a mere pleasure slave. You'll serve me as a military advisor, and if you prove yourself, someday I might give you your own ship." As she unlocks her collar, Daltar looks down at her. "Don't squander the opportunity I'm giving you. Oh, and while you're here, put on some clothes."
'Helm bring us closer to the ship. Tractor control, bring it into the hangar space once it's in range,' Orson ordered his men.
Sasha dropped her pants, took of her shoes and panties. As Katarina touched her scar, Sasha smiled. "Good to know." She caught Katarina's hand and brought it to her lips. "I don't like being touched." She put a light kiss on redhead's knuckles. "But I do like to touch..." She pushed Captain on the bed and buckled up a strap-on. She then grabbed Katarina's chin. "So, let me see your body coiling under me..."
Sasha dropped her pants, took of her shoes and panties. As Katarina touched her scar, Sasha smiled. "Good to know." She caught Katarina's hand and brought it to her lips. "I don't like being touched." She put a light kiss on redhead's knuckles. "But I do like to touch..." She pushed Captain on the bed and buckled up a strap-on. She then grabbed Katarina's chin. "So, let me see your body coiling under me..."
Katarina rise eyebrow on strap-on. "You ewen get that here? I wonder for what goes your salary, if such things you carry in pokets." She smile and make legs apart, inviting Sasha to enter.
As Sarah started making her way through the ship, she found a computer. She quickly tapped a few commands, and found a map - this ship did not have hangar! As she realised it, she started hearing voices coming closer.
"Ah damn it. Seems like the world has it out for me." Sarah sighed, looking for a place to hide, and hopefully ambush the incoming rebels.
The former pirate queen dropped her bindings and stood up, not bothering to hide her naked body. "Not like I have much of choice, don't I?" Aigir'ritar said as her hand moved over back of her skull. "I will go get my old clothes." She stood up and started leaving. "Sir, we have found a military convoy not far off. Mostly supply ships with light escorts." Kus Furmeli said as she looked at the datapad. She hesitated for a moment. "If we decided to go of course, we could try to take over forces of one of minor local governors. I do have someone in mind, but I am not sure if that person would follow freely relinquish command..."
"The tractor beam holds!" The officer reported. "Bringing the ship in... now." "How do you wish to proceed, Captain?" the first officer asked. "Shall I give order to stormtroopers to take over the ship?"
'Yes, prepare a boarding party,' Orson rubbed his chin with his gloved hand, 'Have them go in with suits fully-sealed and use as much stun gas as necessary, I want little to no casualties among our ranks if they can be avoided.'
"For now we wait and see what develops..." He puts his Drink aside and walks close, putting his Arms around her hips.
"Then perhaps he'll need to be persuaded." Daltar nods at his subordinate. "If you have someone in mind, then by all means, tell me."
“My people aren’t quite with the means to conquer planets. They might be there to fill out numbers, but few have experienced real combat. Throwing so many waves might eventually yield success, but it would be costly. That also requires proper weaponry to begin wth. You do underestimate the use of a well stocked army, however. The use of an abundance food with an increased army size, will practically pay for itself, enabling your forces to stay on the front lines without weakening and continually push forward where the enemy will be forced to face attrition trying to keep up. From there, they will be forced to either weaken or raid, in which case the civilian population will hate them and can be inspired to enlist as more men against them or in worst case scenario, eventually inspired to take a rebellion while the winning state is left spread out occupying the planet and unable to recoup their loses. In which case, it can followed with another civil war, but now with only one opponent instead of two and a severely weakened one.” Mardica took a breath. “Too many horrors of war have I seen, and too used to using them, have I become. In all scenarios, working together ultimately leads you to keeping your throne. Supplying the war effort isn’t a problem. While we have the numbers, we are ill equip for direct involvement unless the numbers lead to an overwhelming advantage, which means for any proper degree of effectiveness for direct conflict, weaponry must be provided. You’ll still win regardless if we join the front, however the faster you can end the war means much less time spent needing to rebuild, so having more men would benefit you. Passive support will work in the long run, fire and steel might be faster, but then we need to have any of those things to do it.” The negotiation was complex. Mardica knew her numbers likely would make a massive difference, given their neighbours sides were worn thin due to their triple conflict, where she was still gaining soldiers instead of losing them. Yet, the jedi didn’t plan on going into it without minimal loses. She knew the queen would be reluctant to give up more than she would need too, but Mardica also expected she was smart enough to know that to do any negotiating, she would need to do it from a position of power, which wasn’t going to happen without allied help. How quickly she wanted to secure her planet back was dependent on what the queen was willing to give up.
Sasha smirked as she kneeled in front of Katarina. "I merely found one of your stashes." She said as she started slowly pressing the dildo - but it was not the right hole she was pushing it against.
