"No, I am not uncomfortable. But as you may have already figured, my circumstsnce are... special." Eve replied, "But in no way am I going to hide it towards my companion, so I will answer all your questions once we have returned to our ship." She added, smiling as they entered the weapon shop. "Now, pleasure choose something you feel comfortable with." Eve then looks around as well, mainly looking for grenades.
Tow smirked. "Everyone breaks... eventually." She said as she observed Ny'yari. As the man came closer and closer to climax, as his plight became greater, she grabbed the camera and pointed it at his face. "Come now... al you need to do to climax, is to beg." Tow said in a hot voice to the desperate man, as she stood behind Ny'yari, putting her crotch against other Twi'lek's ass.
She finds Theodren's ship where Perron suggested, the young man waiting outside an old, broken down Corellian ship.
Isabia rise eyebrown looking at smuggler ship. It was bigger trash than her own ship. She walk to him, with hand on her blaster with stun option. If men try to run, she will shoot him.
"Alright, then. I'll save up my questions until then." The blonde smiles, and takes hold of the DH-17, the weapon not yet armed to prevent robbery. Looking at the grenade racks, she sees several belts of 10 grenades each, including: [] Low Impact Frag Grenades (Non-military, low impact versions of New Republic Army frag grenades. Explosive/Shrapnel damage): 300 Credits [] Poison Grenades (Half lethal, half non-lethal poisons): 600 Credits [] Cryo Grenades (Non Lethal weaponry that freezes enemies): 600 Credits [] Ion Grenades (Grenades that do nothing to organic material, but can disrupt droids and other electronics.): 600 Credits [] Sonic Grenades (Grenades that use sound as a weapon, and can be tuned to different frequencies. This is an anti-Jedi weapon.): 1000 Credits [] Thermal Detonators (Illegal, highly powerful explosive devices, strong enough to vaporise an entire room full of people.): 1500 Credits
Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 76+10 (Seduction Skill) "N-Never, you wenches..." Vernie grunts as Ny'yari ties a string around the base of his length and strokes it, rubbing her ass against Tow as she does so. Vernie holds out a little while, but not long. "p-Please! L-Let me cum!" He groans, precum emdrging from the top of his member, which is now swollen and red.
"Hey, hwy!" He draws a trashy old blaster as she moves through the bushes towards him. "Who is that? Are you Perron's guy? You have the money?"
Eve nods a little glad Varentija was still willing to join her. She then looks at the grenades. "Hm. I need equipment that could help with ranged combat. But as I still don't have the proficienct with shooting. These should help." She mumbled to herself, The thermal grenade, while powerful isn't necessary, as I can easily dispatch a room full of people with the right set-up. So, the low impact grenades will do, along with the poison grenades. I doubt I will be dealing with a jedi, so I'll save that for later. She thinks to herself, buying the belt of Low Impact Frag Grenade, and Poison Grenades. She then looks at Varentija's choices, and pays for it, before heading to the docks to outfit her ship.
Isabia show him the bag. "Yes, I have money! Now you handle me the data." She said with cold voice, still walking in his direction.
Tow smiled, making sure the droid recorded his face. She allowed him to beg some more, before pointing her blaster at him and pulling the trigger. Blaster cracked as she pulled the trigger, red bolt slamming into his forehead. Tow grabbed Ny'yari's lekku and pulled, putting her blaster against woman's back, right between her shoulder blades. "See? I kept my word. You had him all to yourself." Tow said with a chuckle. "Now, what should I do with you?" She asked the woman. "What would you be willing to do, to survive?"
(-1450 Credits) A bored looking Mirialan man eyes the two of them up, as he takes their credits. Soon after leaving the store, Eve sees the lights on her grenades flash red, and hears Valentija's new blaster make a beep, as the firing locks disengage, and the weapons become usable. At the shipyard, a jovial, overweight Besalik man informs Eve that due to the age of her ship, she'll only be able to fit two weapons systems onto it without diverting power from the engines and making it incapable of flying. [] Laser Cannons (Standard ship armament, moderate laser damage): 2000 Credits [] Ion Cannons (Highly effective against shields, and can disable enemy ship systems): 3500 Credits [] Proton Torpedo Tubes (Fires highly explosive torpedoes, high damage): 5000 Credits
Eve still unused to receiving lustful gazes ignores the clerk, thinking he was just wodering what they'd use the weapons for. And as they arrived at the docks, "Hmm. This is troubling. What do you suggest?" She asked her companion, who will be piloting and using the weapons which she preferred. Meanwhile, she asks the overweight alien how much a new ship would cost as she waited for Varentija to make a decision.
Spoiler: Deception Roll D100: 23 "Show me the money, and keep your hands away from your weapons!" He shouts back.
"Okey, okey no need to be angry, we all want civilizations ways."She said tried to distract him. Isabia rise her hand to open the bag, but when her wrist reach correct position, she will shoot him with sleeping dart, from her gauntlet.
Barely able to move, and still thinking he's in a sex game, Vernie isn't ready for the shot that scorches is brain and leaves him lying as a lifeless corpse. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 13+10 "A-Ah!" Ny'yari yelps and screams. "A-Anything! What's... What's going on!" To Tow, the woman seems entirely dumbstruck and harmless, as she begins to sob.
"Put on these." she hands Ny'yari pair of handcuffs. "Behind your back." She ordered her. She looked around, to make sure no alarms were triggered. Once Ny'yari was secured, she reached for the droid and turned it of and took it's memory core. After that, she made her way with Twi'lek to the office, to check the safe...
"Hmmm..." The blonde thinks quietly. "It depends on your what you prefer. Ion cannons would be useful for taking bounties in alive, while torpedoes are useful for exactly the opposite - they tend to annihilate anything smaller than a starship." The besalisk shrugs. "If we're talking about a ship that's better than what you already have... Maybe 20-25 thousand."
Spoiler: Deception Roll D100: 9 (Critical Failure) As soon as her hand moves, Isabia sees the smuggler pull the trigger of his blaster. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia: 57 Smuggler: 47 The red bolt sails harmlessly past Isabia, as her dart embeds itself in the smuggler's neck, and he collapses.
Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 82 Tow hears the cuffs click closed behind her, but something in the back of her mind screams at her, telling her that the other Twi'lek isn't restrained. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Tow: 33 Ny'yari: 42 Electric damage: 9 Tow's HP: 100-9= 91 Tow turns instinctively to see something flashing a brilliant blue, heading right towards her. She manages to turn enough not to get hit properly, but she still feels a painful jolt of electricity as the other Twi'lek attacks her with a stun baton, the pain reminding her of her time as a slave. "Sorry, love." Ny'yari chuckles, voice hoarse and low where before it was high and pleasant. "This bounty is mine."
Isabia walk to smuggler reload her dart and taking this one which hit his neck. To awoid unwelcome surprises, Isabia striped him and search his belongings for data. She use handcuffs to cuffed his hand behind his back and tied him to the tree, with legs apart and face to wood, to make him most uncomfortable. If he didn't wake up yet, she will search his ship.
