She was a little surprised to see the look of the alien. She remembered in her head always thinking their species looked a little goofy, but they seemed to have a pechant to throwing themselves into stupidly dangerous situations. Not commenting on his looks, Mardica focused on buisness. "The offer still stands."
Her men nodded and stayed with the speeders. The escort lead her and Sasha through the village, until the duo carried into one house, which was heavier guarded than the rest. "I heard you have some medicine." The Sullustan asked them as they entered.
Katarina nod to him and offert her hand. "Yes, I have. Basic medpacks, remedy for more seriosly wounds, few tanks of bacta and colto and bandages. What ever you need, I'm sure we can deal for the prize, Mr?" She asked for his name.
Daltar smiles. "Very well. I look forward to serving under you." He bows, before taking a seat across from her. "Why don't we celebrate the occasion? I have a lovely champagne on my ship, a rare vintage from Alderaan. Why don't I have it brought down here?" He crosses his legs and orders some minor officers from the Indefatigable to bring the rare alcohol down to Theed. "In the meantime, we can discuss military matters. You said, when you made the proposal for me to join you, that I would conquer other systems? Since you specifically brought up conquest, rather than defence, does that mean you have some sort of target in mind?" He leans in, intrigued.
He groans "Ogh Mandalore? Bold of You to go back there. I doubt You can do much against whoever Rules there now."
"Heh." The man chuckled. "Oh, I am big enough. But that is not my only virtue." The former rebel grabbed Sarah by the hair. "But enough about this, you are not working eagerly enough." He said as he slowly pushed his massive meat into her mouth. He did not stop, until it was wholly sheeted inside her, filling her throat.
The Rodian looked at the Jedi and hummed. "Conditions?" He asked briskly, his voice high, but also melodic - which was typical for that species.
"No need for names." The Sullustan shook his head. "We need everything, but as you may have noticed, we have nothing to trade with. The Empire has us on the retreat."
"Oh, do I look like one of those silly characters from holodramas, who disclose all of her plans?" She chuckled. She sat on Orson's knees, her legs apart. She threw her hands over his shoulders, licked his cheek and bit his ear. "It was fun, while it lasted." She traced her finger over Orson's cheek. "I shall remember you fondly."
The Queen nodded her head, allowing to bring the alcohol. "First, there is a neighbouring Moff, who have to be dealt with... which shouldn't be hard, the fool already declared himself an Emperor. That has lost him quite a few followers. Still, he does have a fleet and holds a planet..." She leaned back, her hand moving away from the blaster, "I want to conquer that system in my name."
"Worry not about it - my target will be assassination, not reconquest." She said and again, he felt her tongue travelling around lower parts of his body. It started pushing him closer and closer to his own orgasm.
The Rodian thought about it for a moment. "The first condition is acceptable. Second- no" Was his hard answer. "I shall not be used as a decoy and meat to be minced in your military campaigns."
Katarina nod, like she expected something like that to happen. "Listen, if you would be alone here I wouldn't risk my crew and my life to get here throught blockade. But I know, that you all are part of bigger orgininazation, so if we made deal here, writen on the paper I can fly to your commanders and get paid from them." She lean in the set, making wooden chair sound of creak. "Or I can offer to you transport out this planet. I don't know what is your military targets here, but from my expirence you guys have no much room for any movements."
"Mhm I take Your Word for it. Very Well if You want some of my Warriors You have to do two things for Me in Return" he says, looking down at her.
"You would be a auxiliary force and in no way a suicide squad for a set term, as well as entitled to a right to whatever you plunder...within reason." Mardica spoke flatly. "However, if you have no interested in working along with our forces, then unfortunately, I must retract my offer."
The alcohol arrives, an absolutely delicious vintage. Though the queen may or may not have had suspicions, there are no signs that the drink has been drugged or tampered with in any way. "He calls himself an emperor? It's treason, then?" Daltar nods. "I'll deal with this moff, and bring his system under your rule. I'll need information, though, on how many ships and troops he has, and what kind of commander he is, before I can formulate a strategy."
"Ggghrk!" Sarah's eyes widened as he suddenly pushes his cock past her lips. His massive meatpole blocking her air holes, as it causes her throat to bulge. "Ghhrk." However, the busty blond didn't resist much, as her tongue continues licking the underside of his shaft.
The man shook his head. "We are here to fight the Empire - we are not backing off!" He almost snarled mentioning empire. After a moment he took a deep breath and calmed himself. "The situation is not good. We-" He stopped himself and shook head. "I can point you to where you can receive your payment... if you take a massage from me as well."
