"O-Okay..." He gulps. Buying a hunter a few drinks, Isabia quickly gets all the information she needs: A former Imperial officer is fencing off the loot he took from conquered planets during his career, using a crime boss as an intermediary. The auction is occuring on the pleasure yacht of Myseen Vallickto, said gangster, above the planet of Eriadu. The attendees will likely be mostly mid-tier gangsters.
"Mmh." Eve nods, testing out her new abilities. "Well done." She thanks the droid, as she wears her dress. "How long will it take you to examine the staff?" She asked, as she puts down the weight. If Zer0 needed time to investigate, Eve leaves the staff to him, trusting the droid completely. Before returning to her ship with Valentija, "So, we currently have two ships. Shall we sell the old one, or keep it in case of emergency?" She asked, aiming to give the Veetoo a quick check to see its load out... before checking the location of those bars Valentija spoke about.
Isabia order one drink for Yetrik and sigh. "Well, It look like we have something to do. Any ideas how to get inside this yacht? You are thief and burglar, so you know this kind of things." She said as she lift a little her helmet to drink. "And more self-confidence boy, I want make you companion, not my minon, so speak your mind free. I don't kill you for that, but beating isn't out of options." She said putting helmet back on place.
"Since the item is unknown to me, I'm not certain." Zer0 postulates. "I will inform you when it's examined." Back at the Veetoo, Valentija strokes her chin in thought. "Depends what you prefer. If we keep them both, we could each pilot one, doubling our firepower in a fight. If we do, though, we could be seperated in an emergency. Alternatively, I could buy some slave circuits and get the old freighter to follow us on autopilot, but it'd be less effective in a fight - computers just can't fight like a human can." She blushes. "No offence, I didn't mean you." She shrugs. "We could stash it somewhere - a cave on some uncharted world - the chances of it getting stolen would be a billion to one. Or, we could sell it. Unless you haggled well, she wouldn't fetch too high a price, but it's the easiest option."
"Slicing into a pleasure yacht? Yeah, I can do that." Vetrik chuckles, taking a drink and coughing a little bit as the alcohol burns his throat. "Ahem... The way I see it, there's two ways to do this: One, you attack the place head on - and I use my slicing abilties to help you. Activating turrets, locking and unlocking doors - that kind of thing." He takes a sip, slower this time. "Or, if you can get me to the ship stealthily, I can slice into the auction database and create a fake profile for you as a high roller customer, and you can hide in plain sight as you try to steal the beskar. Or you can go in legitimately and try to buy the beskar. Hopefully the price doesn't get too high."
"None taken, I was made to be as close to a human as possible after all. And yes, I'd rather not have us get separated. Specially if we're bringing back bounties." Eve replied, "And currently, we aren't short on funds, so we don't need to sell it." She added, "But stashing it... hmm, it might not be worth the effort, considering that its an old ship. If left too long, its system might degrade which would only prove to be a nightmare if we were desperate enough to use it again." The android nods, "Very well, perhaps we should sell it after all. It'll cost us extra to keep it docked." She decides, searching for a place to sell it.
Isabia thinking about buying legitimately beskar and that doesn't sounds too bad. " Only problem it is that I don't know how much bescar he is going to sell. This gauntlet" She point at it. "It costed me 5000 credits. Bescar is rare, so I fear that could attach a lot of eyes, so prize will rise. " She said and drink again. "On other hand, we already have possible job for this Hutt, which it could be well paid. So question is what will waiting for us longer. Auction or revenge of Hutt?" She asked.
She quickly returns to the Besalisk shipwright who sold her the weapon upgrades. "Hmmm, for an old craft like that? 5000. No, 7000, a grand for each weapon." He names his price.
Vetrik pulls out a datapad, examining it. "Hutts don't tend to move fast. If he's like most of his kind, Palga will attack slowly, methodically. I don't think his work will go away soon."
Hearing his price, Eve gives him a smile, approaching him as she uses her new pheromones. "That is... a fair price." She said, forcing herself to sound sultry. "But I wonder if you could raise it higher?" She asked, tilting her head, and pushing up her breasts, which had become more pronounced due to her tight dress.
Isabia nod for that. "Right, credits I could earn anywhere, but bescar is a chance what I can't let slips." She said and finished her drink. "Alright, we are going to buy this beskar. Other way we take if that one fail." She said as they go back her ship.
Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 70+10 (Pheromones)=80 (Success) She sees the man sniffing the air, and notices his pupils dialate slightly, as something heavy begins to stir under his oil stained pants. "Hmmm... I suppose the business is doing pretty well right now. I can afford to be a little generous, for the right lady." He smiles.
"Alright, I'll send a message stating who we are and which item we'll be bidding on." Vetrik nods, as they set course for Eriadu and jump to hyperspace. "If we get outbit, maybe we can make a deal with whoever buys it, anyway. Or steal it from them." He chuckles.
"Is that so?" Eve smiles, "And what would this lady need to do?" She asked, approaching him further, her breasts almost pressing against his chest as she stood in front of him. The android's gloved hand 'accidentally' brushing along his crotch.
Isabia chuckled too. "Yeah, I agree for that. You could try seduce him by your pretty face." She said punching him in the shoulder as they get hyperspace. She smell something. "When was last time you get a bath? Never mind, I don't want know the answer. Go take a shower." She comand him.
"I think the lady has the right idea. She should keep going." The besalisk grins, a very impressive bulge meeting her hand.
Vetrik blushes and chuckles back. "Maybe it'll be a she?" He says hopefully. "Oh, uh, sorry. Right." The young man heads into the cramped bathroom, looking embarassed.
"Perhaps we should examine the ship?" Eve asked, not wanting to give a show to everyone, as she figured they might get interrupted, or fined. She leads the Besalisk to her old ship, and once the doors closed. "As you can see, it's still fully operational. And has even managed to defeat pirates." She said, giving him a smile as she grasps his cock. "Now the question is... how much more are you willing to pay for "her?" She asked, making it vague whether she meant the ship, or herself. Eve starts stroking his cock.
Isabia lie in her chair, getting her chance to remove her helmet. Showering it will take him some time, so Isabia have some time for herself. She relaxed as light of hyperspace shine around her.
She feels the big bulge twitch in her hands, before she realises with a shock that it's not one bulge, but two. "Hmmm..." The alien slides one pair of hands around her waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her ass, while its other pair reach forward, pinching her nipples. "For a...ship...like this? How about... 10,000?"
