As she hid behind the wall, Sarah saw three rebels running with weapons - one female Zabrak and two Humans. They were wide open, and she could take them down at her convenience.
"Yes sir." The first officer said as he passed the orders. "The troopers are in." He reported. Now, Orson only had to wait, for the situation to resolve.
Rook raised an eyebrow at his action. "Bold." She commented and took a swing from her cup. "You did promise me a reward, through - and yet here you are, trying to claim your own..." A smirk graced her lips.
Kus hesitated. "The governor... or should I say, the Queen of Naboo. She is not liked on the planet - the Emperor's homeworld. She could be convinced to join your cause... but it's also possible that she would resist and hook her claws into any points of power. It could go really either way." The first officer paused. "Shall I set the curse, Admiral?"
Seeing her chance, Sarah decides to shoot all three in their shoulders to disarm them. Once she was sure they couldn't fight back, she reveals herself. "Alright, first one that tells me where I can use a communicator gets to live." She said as she points her gun at them.
Katarina eyes gets wide open as she realised what going to happen. "Wait, no, no, no! I have never..." She protests tried to move away from dangrous thing in Sasha hands. (Did Sasha get dildo or stra-pon? Stra-pon can be tied to waist of one female when dildo is without belt)
"Naboo? Hmmm." Daltar smiles. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. Good thinking, Furmerill. Set a course immediately."
The Queen smiled. "So, for weapons and equipment, you are ready to supply the soldiers... that is fair." She paused. "I believe we have an agreement." She walked forward and trailed her finger along Mardica'sclavage - the Twi'lek to surprised to react. "A pity you are not interested in a deeper relationship, but I will be happy with that." She took a step back. "I will send my son, as soon as I return. I will try to make it so, he arrives with the weapons you are so interested in - I hope to see the relief forces soon." with a smile, the Queen turned, and with a sway of her hips, she left Jedi to herself and her own thoughts. One problem out of the picture, many more to go. "Your Highness?" One of the advisors walked up to Mardica, awaiting instructions.
Just as she finished speaking, she heard a movement behind - that and sounds of blaster fire to the side.
(Strap-on) As Katarina protested, Sasha grabbed her by the throat. "That makes me your first." She said with glee as she started pushing the strap-on deeper, making sure that their eyes were locked. "Let me see your face, as I take away your anal virginity."
"Yes Admiral!" The first officer said as she started setting the curse. With the pirates dropped on Kessel, it the fleet quickly made a jump. "Making another plan for conquest already?" Chil'van asked as she approached. "Of course you are. How do you intend to play it, Admiral?" She asked curiously. "Should I... free the throne, leave it free for you for the taking? Or do you actually plan to talk the woman to surrender to you?"
Daltar nods to the blue woman, deciding to lead her to his cabin instead of talking strategy in the open. "The queen's authority only extends to her own planet. Imperial military assets belong to the Imperial Military. If she refuses to accept this, then yes, you'd be welcome to 'persuade' her."
Katarina gasp, as air get taken away from her. She grap Sasha hand, tried to lose her grip on neck. Their eyes are conected. "At... Arh... At least not... Argh... Dry..." She whispered as her tight ass didn't let strapon by pass. Pain hit her as vave of sea.
"Damn." Sarah groaned, as she ducks for cover. And if she saw rebels behind her, she shoots to kill them.
"Until next time, your majesty." Mardica ushered out a quick reply of respect, saying nothing as the queen left. Mardica allowing things to remain completely silent until the queen had left the palace grounds and was out of earshot, holding a slight smile. "It's the start of a promising future...that is...for us." Mardica's face turned more serious again as she walked back to the war room area. "Ultimately, you can't trust a sith. They intend to stab us in the back...but before they can, we must go for the heart first. Of course, any of our plans is only a need to know basis. We can't risk them being comprised. First, that old battleship. That should be investigated. A flagship will be useful...and one we will keep here on standby. Not even our own allies can know about it. When the time comes, being able to spring that on our opponents will turn the tide. We need to get to it first and determine if it runs, of course, but that would be the ideal scenario. For now...we will do exactly as we said we would, if they do what they're supposed to. We will be supplied with the means to help them retake their planet...and we will. It will be dangerous, but proper battle experience for the men and with minimal losses if we're supplied adequate weaponry. That much, they won't pull anything absurd, I'm sure. It's just as important to them they have an empire to command at all, in the first place. A properly geared military among other things is where we will start turning things around. " Mardica paused as she looked at the band of advisors as she moved to the front of the war table as she made it clear she had more to her debriefing. "In exchange...we supply them with food. This is more important than our ally realizes. Once we can have them secure their own planet, the goal will be to convince them to start expanding as a joint effort to secure the system...which is why while their forces are away, we will have already prepared the orders and plans to siege down their capital in a lightning invasion. We will abruptly cut them off of any food and with it, any way to feed or sustain their population as well as keep their defenses properly mounted when they no longer have the sudden eruption of supplies that our trading gives. That's what she didn't get. And it works in our favor. G16 will have it's uses in establishing a few listening points during our involvement in the civil war...then maintain those posts while gradually taking more control of their intelligence gathering and communications. When the time comes after the war, we can cut them off and blind them, securing the planet for ourselves, as well as proper resources to fuel and supply a fleet. At that point we will be able to finish off the weakened fleet on their return home...as well as expand into our neighbour with their worn down defenses, allowing us to take two new planets with relative ease." Mardica leaned in. "If everyone just sticks to my plan and has some faith that I know what I'm doing, we'll be in a strong enough position to secure the entire star system. We'll be able to unify these third world colonies into a true kingdom. This will work as long as everything is followed to the letter and our nation will achieve more than most of our people could have ever thought possible. Questions? Objections?"
Sasha raised an eyebrow. "Very well." She said as she backed off. She quickly cleaned the strap-on, before putting it right next to Katarina's face. "Here, make it wet." She said expectantly.
As Sarah hides, the rebels laying on the ground reach for the weapons - but they are quickly gunned downed with stun bolts. A moment later, Sarah notices imperial storm troopers slowly making they way through the corridor.
"Son of a!" Sarah growled as she returns to her hiding place. "Damn it, damn it, don't tell me there were two responses to my signal?" She cursed, as she thought of her next plan. Sarah keeps herself hidden, hoping to catch one storm trooper off guard to stun him, and steal his uniform.
"Who will be given the task of checking the derelict ship, your highness?" One of the advisers asked. The other was wondering something. "Should we not ally with one of other factions, your Highness. The alliance with monarchist may damage your reputation... also, what about the future king?"
