Isabia smile behind her helmet and put her pistol back in bandolier. "Alright, with him I can deal with bare hands." She said and walk to Du'ap, grabing him by the shoulder. "I suggest you go with me without resiste. If you try to run, I will break your legs." She warm him, taking her hancuffs to tied him up. She was also ready to full her treat.
{I forgot to post- sorry} Tow chuckled and turned to the elevator's door, waiting for them to open. She wondered how the man would act... to get the duo to the bed...
Looking around, Eve finds some electronic devices of unknown origin and purpose, and next to them, some dirty and torn clothes. Putting them on the woman, Eve finds that they fit, so they likely belong to her. Looking at the blonde with her clothes on, Eve sees that it's a New Republic Navy uniform, meaning that this woman was a naval officer before her mind was broken. Perhaps she was here on a mission, or maybe shipwrecked? Either way, the blonde is in no state to elaborate. The woman is easy to move, in her despair, and by the time night has well and truly fallen, the two of them get back to the ship. Leaving the woman on a small cot in the cargo hold, she curls up and quickly passes out, allowing Eve to get some rest in her own cramped quarters. Settling onto her own metal cot, Eve eventually manages to ignore her body's yearning for long enough, and settles down into standby mode, though her dreams don't allow her any peace. A few hours later, in the dead of night, Eve's audio detectors bring her back to full consciousness. From the cargo hold, she hears strained breathing, groans and...buzzing?
The Gammoreans continue to stare at her, and the Twi'lek nervously says "I think it's time for you both to leave." The hunter and her bounty are escorted outside, and told not to come back. Sighing in his cuffs, Du'ap says "Look, you're resourceful. How would you like a job? I'll cut you in on my next score - pay you way more than the bounty on my head."
Isabia laughed for that. "Do you take me for naive? Just like your other business partners? Forget it!" She said and push him forward to get back to her ship and leave Nar Shadaa.
(No need to apologise) The doors open, and on the other side Tow sees her target - a man entering middle age, but still rather well build and reasonably handsome, in a silken robe. "Well, hello..." He smiles. "I thought my next appointment was for one girl alone. Brought along a friend?" Ny'yari shakes her head. "No, not a friend. I met her outside, and she wanted to tag along." Vizzek raises his eyebrows, puzzled. "I see. You're, uh, looking to get into the business?" He looks at Tow. "You know that there's a sign up process for the audition, right?" Looking behind Vizzek, Tow sees a clean and well decorated apartment, with a long couch and a floating camera droid in her field of view.
Spotting the strange electronic devices, Eve looks for a sack to collect them, thinking she could examine them later. After all, the Noghri was strangely capable, perhaps it had high intellect as well... despite its focus on breeding. And as they made their way to the ship, she ensures the blond couldn't escape, before retiring for the night... only to be awoken by labored breathes, groans, and buzzing. What? Is there an intruder? Eve thought to herself, a little disappointed at her ship's lack of alarm systems. She hurriedly investigates, bringing her sword along. She moves quietly, despite her high heeled boots.
Isabia shake her head and push him forward. Sure, credits are nice, but she have to build up her own reputatio.
Creeping along out of her cabin, and towards the noises in the cargo hold, Eve sees that her stealth was unneeded. The sounds were coming not from an intruder, but from Eve's guest. Poking her head in, Eve sees the woman on her cot, the electronic devices buzzing as they sit...inside her. "M-Master...Ooh..." She moans.
"Very well..." Du'ap sighs in irritation as they head to the spaceport, before he bolts - taking off running.
Isabia take her blaster and shoot him by knock out stun shoots. Bounty is on him alive, but he doesn't has to know about that.
"W-what?" Eve gasped as she saw the blond was... seemingly not in pain, yet she was groaning? Those devices? Are they... safe to be in such a place? She thought to herself, unaware that she was staring a bit too much. Though she managed to push away the lustful sensations with much effort, they seemed to return just at the snap of a finger... or in her current state, just by watching the woman touch herself. She doesn't seem to be in danger. Eve thought, unaware that her gloved hand was already close to her crotch. "Mmh!?" She lets out a surprised moan, as she felt her own fingers touch her clitoris. Her stocking-clad legs quivering at the pleasurable sensation running up her spine.
Tow smiled. She walked next to Ny'yari, pushing her chest against other, putting her cheek against other woman's. "I'm sure, we can... skip this process-" she moved her finger over woman's cleavage. "Don't you think?"
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 37+10 (Rifle Skill)= 47 (Minor Failure) Isabia might be getting a little cocky, or maybe the Rodian is faster than she gave him credit for. Her blaster shot goes wide. Luckily for her, though, he flinches for a crucial second, meaning that when he ducks into an alley, Isabia has time to catch up - he doesn't disappear yet.
Isabia run after him into alley, going to shot him again by stun fire. She can't let escape her first bounty, ewen if it risky to run into alley without checking what is behind the corner. But he must run with handcuffs hands, so he is less mobile.
As she begins to touch herself, Eve is overtaken by primal, animal lust - the feeling completely foreign to her. Her legs turn to jelly, and she has to lean against a wall to stay upright. As her petite fingers explore, stroking the nub of her clit before pressing forward to push past her labia, she feels something looming above her - an explosion of pleasure beyond anything she's experienced, just out of reach. An involuntary moan from the android's mouth sends the blonde's eyes pointing directly at Eve. The woman continues to let the machines pleasure her, as she vigorously attacks her own clit, rapt with desire. "Oh, Force... I feel his claws pulling my hair... His, ooh, teeth biting my ear... His cock inside meeee!" The blonde screams, liquid spraying from her womanhood to stain the bedsheets. Looking at her, Eve's mind is stunned by how the Noghri managed to utterly dominate the woman before her. An instinctive voice tells her "he nearly did the same to you..." and suddenly Eve feels her first orgasm.
"Aahn!" As the strange voice whispered inside her mind, Eve lets out a moan. Her mind flashing white, while dark spots appear in her vision. She throws her head back, her entire body quivering as she experiences her first ever orgasm. Her legs giving out, causing her to fall to her knees. As her juices, though synthetic, was made to immitate a normal human's sexual fluids, gushed out of her virgin slit. N-no, I would... never let that creature... She thought to herself, recalling the Noghri's touch. "Haahn!" Eve lets out another moan, her nylon-clad toes curling within her boots. As she bites her lips, Impossible, I am... the blade that cleanses evil, corruption... and debauchery. There's no way I'd succumb to something like... this. She said to herself, trying to get her finger out of her pussy.
Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: Tow: 59+10 (Seduction Skill)=69 (nice) Vizzek: 80 Suspicion: 11 Vizzek's Willpower: 100 Vizzek's Suspicion: 0+11=11 "Hmm, well, I'd like to, but there's company, policy, I'm afraid. It's not up to me." Tow sees the man's eyes go where she wants them to, taking in the cleavage of the two green skinned women. Despite having had two women less than an hour ago, the porn-sized stirring beneath his robe suggests that he's willing to have two more. Nonetheless, the man's caution overpowers his lust, and though he might want to believe that a beautiful woman has come to his home unannounced purely to sate his desires, he narrows his eyes with suspicion at that premise.
Spoiler: Dexterity Rolls D100: 37 Isabia: 37 Du'ap: 7 Isabia enters the alley just in time to see the Rodian scrambling his way up a pipe, having slipped his cuffs around a break in the metal. Drawing her blaster, she takes aim. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia: 50+10 (Rifle Skill)=60 (Success) A blue ring springs from the barrel of her weapon, spreading out as it flies across the alley, before enveloping the Rodian as he scrambles his way up the rotten plasteel cylinder. His muscles spasm and contract, a pained yell coming from his snout, before his fingers remove their grip, and he falls. There's a loud crack as Du'ap hits a garbage dispenser, and then the ground, and for a panicked moment Isabia rushes to him, afraid that she just killed her bounty, but luckily he's alright - a quick check reveals that his reptilian heart is still beating. Luckily, Du'ap Tee is alive. Better than alive, actually: He's unconscious, and bound.
