The slaves look terrified, unwilling to turn against their master, even after he's been beaten into unconsciousness, but eventually, they nod and bind the mercenaries, who grumble in irritation. Valdoon is naked, and doesn't have the key on him, but it's not far away - he clearly used the fear of retribution as his shackles, more than the physical chains.
Seeing how the mercs were bound, Eve gives a deep sigh. "Well, this was more challenging than I'd hope." She said, as she helps Valentija move Valdoon back to his chair. But this time, they use the chains to bind him to it. "Right, now then." Eve turns to the mercenaries. "They may have some small bounties on their heads as well, no?" She wondered, not really sure how goons were treated in this planet.
"Possibly." Valentija says, as she locks Valdoon to the chair. "But I doubt they'd be worth the effort it would take to bring them in, honestly." She shrugs. "These guys act in big groups, so they wouldn't have any big individual bounties." Valdoon begins to stir.
"Very well, I suppose we should lighten our load." Eve said as she unsheathes her trusty vibro sword. "So then. Will you be worth the effort to bring in alive, or shall I find another way to peacefully finish my mission?" She asked the biggest, toughest looking merc who she thought was their leader. Raising her blade inches away from his neck, so that one wrong move would end his life. For now, Eve ignores Valdoon, knowing that the chains will hold him down.
"H-Hey... I'm just doin' my job, lady!" The merc grunts. "You win - I won't get in your way, no more!" Valdoon looks up at Eve, narrowing his eyes. "You stupid whore... When I get out of my chains, I'm going to sell you to the flesh pits of Nal Hutta! You'll regret this indignity!"
"Good choice." Eve moves her blade away, as she sheathes it skillfully. "Do remember, one wrong move, and I'll have no problems separating your head from your necks." She gave another threat, before facing the now awakened Valdoon. "Is that so?" She tilts her head, standing in front of the chained Marquis. "Valentija, did the bounty state whether he needed to be dead, or alive?" The android asked, despite knowing full well that it didn't.
Valentija smirks, crossing her arms under her breasts, as she looks at the noble. "Nope. In fact, I'm not sure that the clients have any use for some noble pig like this." Valdoon looks at her with pure hate, even as his manhood hardens again. "You..." He turns to Eve. "Laugh it up now, but you know that if your friend had come in a few seconds later, I'd have taken your virgin cunt." He smirks. "Act tough if it pleases you - it doesn't change the fact that you begged me for it." He taunts her. "But, like you said, you're working for a bounty. So, how about a proposition? Release me now, and I'll pay you double my bounty. What's more, I'll have well-paid contracts for you, whenever you want them. The world of business can be literally cut-throat, and your antics here show me that you have valuable skills." He leans in. "Just let me go, and this can be the start of a profitable relationship."
"Indeed... I guess I did." Eve replied, admitting her faults, as she had next to no experience in enduring pleasure. "But as you can see, the tables have turned. And that's all that really matters." The android replied, as she spots his still hard cock. Then as he tries to bribe her, "That sounds... idiotic." She replied, raising her right leg, she uses her boot to gently step on his meat pole. Which in turn made her nylon-clad leg slide out the slit of her skirt, revealing her leotard covered crotch. And giving the Marquiss, and his men a look at her still drenched crotch. "I decline." Eve spoke, as she applies more pressure on her foot. "I'd rather not work for someone who might betray me on a whim. And I doubt we'll be able to trust each other either way." She added, glaring at him behind her blind fold. "Now, keep quiet, or I'll end you. Or perhaps." Eve moves away, as she grabs a low explosive grenade from her belt. "I doubt the guild will care if a certain piece of you is missing." She said, as she places the grenade between his legs. After that, she turns to Valentija. "Let's return, perhaps we can scrap this barge to pay for the destroyed speeder."
"Ugh!" Valdoon groans as she steps on his cock, feeling the length twitch, and to her surprise, grow harder, as the whole room stares at her drenched cunt. Wisely, Valdoon keeps his mouth shut. Valentija gets behind the barge's controls, and before too long, the craft is sailing into Mos Eisley's thoroughfare, too big to go into any of the other streets, and attracting eyes as it hovers. (Great pic)
(Thanks, I saw it a few days ago, and can't believe how quickly I got to use it!) "Right, let's find a shop to sell this." Eve said, keeping a close eye on their prisoners. She leaves Valentija to navigate to the closest ship dealer, or scrap yard.
(These rolls...) Isabia gasp of pain as she get dropped down by her opponent. Damit, she didn't have luck today. She get up and shot with her own blaster to Heart jetpack, hoping to destroy it, as Isabia fly after her. Her companion is probably still on the ground.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia:46+10 (Skill) Heart: 9+10 (Skill) Blaster Damage: 37-10 (Armor) Hertia HP: 49-27=22 Isabia's shot flies true, hitting the jetpack, which sparks as it loses directional controls, sending Heart flying wildly around in the air from side to side, before she detaches the malfunctioning device, falling several stories down into the mud of Nal Hutta. The woman picks herself up, armor caked in mud, as she limps back in the direction of the Hutt's palace.
Isabia run after Heart. "Stop you there! Next shoot will kill you!" She run and if Heart didn't listen, mandalorian going to shoot her again with rope on the hook, to hold down her legs and used stun waves.
She quickly finds a small dealer - a Toydarian - in a shop off the thoroughfare. "Eh, uh, that your barge, out there?" The creature flaps its wings as it moves from behind the counter.
"It is now, yes. How much will you buy it for?" Eve replied, after making sure the prisoners were secured. She goes to negotiate. But depending on how powerfulmthe Toydarian's sense of smell was, he might be able to catch a whiff of her delicious fluids.
Isabia look carefully at Heart, with blaster ready to fire if she try anything stupid. "Bounty said that you can work out your punishment for killing two others bounty hunters. Surrender now and I can promise to you that I will take you alive and you will be able to survive punishment, by serving to law. " She said in persuade tone, offering Heart chance for back to normal life.
"Hmmm..." The alien sighs, stroking his chin, and notably sniffing the air, though Eve doesn't know if he's smelt anything. "It's a fine barge - probably a lot of nice parts. But whether it's yours or not, it's got Mining Clan insignia on it. If I'm taking that kind of risk from buying it, I'll have to lower the price significantly."
"I see." Eve nods, "Very well, how about selling it for parts? Then you can simply scrap the outer hull, and use the materials for another ship, and remove the insignia." She replied, "If you take it apart while buying it, and removing the hull, no one will know where those parts came from."
Spoiler: Persuasion Roll D100: 76 Isabia sees the girl's hand draw precariously close to her holstered blaster, but she relaxes, and moves it away. "Fine. I surrender." From behind her, Isabia hears the slimy noises of a Hutt sliding across the mud. Despite being blown in half, the crime lord Palga is still remarkably intact - a part of the Hutt's slug like physiology. "This one tried to kill me. This is unacceptable. End her, and I will pay you, bounty hunter."
