"Two skiffs - and the barge." Valentija reminds her, as she hops to the other craft. "We're going for a direct attack?" The blonde pilots the skiff over the ridge, towards the village, where Eve sees a large smoke stack rising up into the air, with Valdoon's craft hovering nearby.
"We have no other choice, unless you think the speeder can handle more?" Eve replied, "They seem to be preoccupied with collecting the villagers. Perhaps we can use that as cover?" She gave a plan, "Once we get close enough, you're to set this skiff on a collision course against one of them, hopefully the one with no civillians. But, before impact, we are to jump off this ship, run to the village, and take them by surprise as they're kidnapping the villagers."
"Alright, then." Valentija nods, as they approach the village. She sees several mercs in the center of the village, rounding up female villagers. The skiff picks up speed, rushing towards one of the enemy skiffs, the crew double taking as they spot Eve.
"We were spotted." Eve cursed, thinking they'd be able to enter the village unseen. "But their attention has been focused on me. You jump off now, and head to the village. I'll jump just before impact, so I can finish them off." She gave their next plan of action, drawing her blade, she readies herself to jump into action, just before their skiff rams against the enemies.
Isabia smile to herself. Freelancer it is good news for her, capturing or killing her not bringing anger of Hutt on Isabia. She decided to take rest to tomorrow, looking in clubs and guild are not for her and she is just too tired.
Tow looked at the timer- "Well, it looks like we have some time to spare before the meeting." She said as she turned back to Ny'yari and got up from her seat. Maybe it was time to get some of her trust. Tow got up and slipped of her top, showing of her large round breasts. "You sure are impatient." She said as she got up and removed the cloth covering her crotch, and her blasters. She then turned to fellow Twi'lek standing in her boots and thigh-highs. She slowly walked up to Ny'yari and kissed her. Her hands traveled over woman's sides.
Spoiler: Dex Roll D100: 69 (nice) The blonde gives a curt nod, and hops off the skiff, as Eve continues piloting the craft at higher and higher speed. At the last moment, she leaps, and feels the air rocked by a powerful shockwave, as the two craft slam into each other and explode. Flung into the sands by the village perimeter, Eve doesn't have long to shake her ringing ears clear, before the sand beside her explodes, the gunner of the final skiff shooting the turret. Getting up to dodge the rounds, Eve realises that she's being herded, the gunner forcing her towards the village centre, where ten armed mercs are waiting.
Sleep comes easily to Isabia - the Mandalorian tired from her misadventures. She awakens the next morning, to see the lights of Coruscant out the cockpite window. "Get back 'ere, you little shit!" Isabia's stirred from her reverie, as she sees a group of gangsters chasing a young man who's sprinted onto the dock.
Ny'yari grins, kissing back hungrily, her tongue dueling with Tow's, as her hands reach up to squeeze and grope the other woman's breasts. "It's been a while for me." She explains.
"Urgh." Eve groaned as she landed, and realizing that she was being led to the village. She decides to play along, As long as they don't use the villagers as a hostage, I can take care of them. And if they do, Valentija's ambush will come to help. She thought to herself, grabbing one low explosive grenade, she throws it at the gunner, hoping to incapacitate as she runs to the village. Blade drawn as she prepares to engage the mercs.
Isabia have dressed back in her armor really fast and get out of her ship, with rifle ready to shoot. " Hey, you there all! Stop you all right now!" She call to them, using her persuaded voice to make herself more treaty.
"I-ah~ see." Yup'towem kissed the woman, then put her hand on woman's shoulders. "If you don't strip, put your tongue to work." She said demmandingly, as she pushed woman to her knees.
Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Eve: 45 Skiff: 54 Mercs: 9 Valentija: 79 Eve HP: 91 Remaining Mercs: 7 Eve's ears ring as the gunner stoops down, grabbing the grenade and tossing it back before it explodes in mid-air. The android has no time to try again, though - as her body is rocked by the shockwave, she plunges forth into the waiting crowd of mercenaries. They raise their old stormtrooper rifles in her direction, but a voice calls out from the barge: "Alive, you idiots! I want her alive!" The momentary pause as the men switch their rifles to stun mode is all the time Eve needs to get in close. Her blade slices through the torso of one man, then lops off the hand of another, their uniforms providing no protection from the high frequency blade. Eve ducks to avoid the ring of a stun round, pirouetting as she does to turn the move into an attack, feeling her sword slice through the legs of the hapless merc stupid enough to attack her. From her new position, she sees the skiff approaching, and a shock of blonde hair behind it. With a gasp of effort, Valentija pulls herself up to the skiff. The two mercs aboard are unprepared, going down easily to some hasty shots from the blonde's new blaster, before Valentija goes to take the controls. Seeing the hijack, the remaining mercs in the village center repeat Eve's earlier tactic - dropping their rifles and pulling out stun batons, and getting close enough to Eve that any shot from the skiff's main gun will also hit the android.
Descending the Rigger's ramp, she sees several armored men of multiple species, probably mercenaries or bounty hunters by the look of them, positioned in a semi-circle around the edge of the docking platform, trapping the young man, who stands precariously close to the edge, the surface of Coruscant thousands of metres below. "What's it to you?" The leader of the thugs, a trandoshan, turns to Isabia with a reptilian snarl. "Caught this little shit in our base. Trespassin' and slicin' into our systems, he was!"
"Hmph, as if." Ny'yari's own hands go to Tow's shoulders, trying to push her down. "I'm the one who got robbed of her pleasure. You should be pleasuring me."
Eve was surprised to hear that the Marquiss, probably, ordered to take her alive. A fool, but he has helped me greatly. She thought to herself, realizing just how greedy the man. And as she saw the mercs approach with stun batons, that was even better as now she didn't need to avoid their blasters. So one by one, Eve aimed to cut them down, using her blade to parry their strikes, knowing that her special vibro sword would slice through their batons with ease.
Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Eve: 61+20 (Blade + Skill)=81 Mercenaries: 93 Stun Damage: 12 Eve's HP: 79 Unfortunately, as she prepares, the men activate their batons, and the tips spark with electricity. As she moves to parry an incoming strike, she feels her sword repelled by the baton's energy, sending her reeling back. Only a quick, instinctive dodge keeps her from being properly hit by the riposte, but Eve is still hit in the shoulder by the electrobaton, the shock scorching through her skin and jolting her systems. Spoiler: Ship Combat Roll D100: Valentija: 90+10 (Piloting Skill)-10 (Solo piloting)=90 (Crit) Valdoon's Barge: 91 (Crit) Frazzled by the strike, Eve hears the sound of the barge's weapons charging up - her database linking the sound with that of light turbolasers, which are usually used in starship combat. The barge's turret opens fire at Valentija's skiff, the blonde only just piloting out of the way, as the sand erupts in an explosion where the bolt hit. Rushing, Valentija ducks to the back of the skiff, taking hold of the main gun and firing a score of shots, causing a merc to scream as he falls off the barge, hit. She rushes back to the controls, barely managing to tuck the skiff behind a building, before the barge opens fire again, smashing a giant hole in one of the village huts.
(Them rolls. I think this fight is using up everyone's luck for high rolls.) "Ghh!" Eve groans as she was hit, the electricty causing her arm to numb. However, she could still move it somewhat, so she wasn't in too much trouble. Sadly, with so much mercs around her, she couldn't do anything else for her partner. Aside from wishing her good luck, as Eve once again engages the mercs in a melee. This time, she doesn't bother parrying, instead using the longer reach of her weapon to either slice off their arms, or their throats.
Isabia rise eyebrown behind her helmet. Sneaking inside the enemy base is usefull skill, ewen if someone let be caught by mistake. Isabia count how many there are mercenary on platforms. " Come on mens, just look at this pathetic guy. He can't steal anything from your base, he must right now shitting his pants. He is just not worth of your time." She said tried to convince them to let this thief go. "Look, he just pissed himself. Just pathetic guy isn't worth ewen a shoot." She said pointing at young men pants.
Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Eve: 85+20 (Skill + Blade)=105 (Crit) Mercenaries: 50 Remaining Mercenaries: 0 The mercs advance, thinking that Eve is more dazed than she actually is. They come at her with slow strikes, aiming carefully to not do too much damage, and that's when Eve makes her move. The vibrosword whirs as she slashes through flesh and bone, and a few moments later, Eve stands amidst a circle of corpses. The android doesn't have time to celebrate, though - she can hear the barge's laser booming.
