Fortunately, nothing occurs to interrupt the Mandalorian's rest, as she lies back. From the other room, she hears water running, and a soft grunt.
"Mmh." Eve stifles a gasp as she realized that he had two cocks. Followed by suppressing a moan as she felt his hands on her body. "Aaahn, and how much would you add for... my services?" She whispered, unable to keep voice erotic voice down as he pinched her nipples. Which he'd feel were already erect, while her sultry voice had become more natural, rather than the earlier forced one.
Isabia take a look at her beskar gauntlet. If auctions go well for her, she might soon add another piece to her armor. Maybe this time it will be enough metal for helmet? That would be great, protection of brain is important on battle field. "Well, if that didn't dry all my money, I could buy better rifle for Vetrik. It won't make of him expert, but it could help him learn faster on better equipment." She said to hersellf, patting her robotic fingers on helmet.
{Let the dice decide who get's to be in charge } Tow was surprised as the woman suddenly wanted to take charge. The two rolled over the bed, their breasts pushing against each other... Tow grunted as she reached out for the belt and grabbed a handcuffs. She would cuff the woman's arms behind her back, rendering her helpless, then show her who was in charge...
"What service are you offering me?" The alien continues to grope her, pulling her close so that she can feel his cocks against her stomach.
Vetrik exits the shower a little later, wiping his hair dry. Hours later, the ship leaves hyperspace, and Isabia sees Eriadu's surface looming below them, and above, an Alderaan style yacht. "This is the Oroni. Rigger class freighter, please state the reason for your approach." A voice crackles over the comms.
Isabia put back on the head helmet as soon as Vetrik exit the shower. When comma call to them, she look at her gauntlet and respond. " I'm coming here for auction, there is some items what catch my attention to buy them. "She said in confident voice.
There's a few moments of silence, before: "You are cleared to dock. Please leave any weaponry on your ship, and prepare to be scanned when you board the Oroni."
Isabia didn't like to leave her weapon on ship, but for now it will be better to follow the rules. She dock her ship and look at Vetrik. "Alright, you stay on the ship and be in contact with me." She said leaving her blaster and knive on the ship, but she keep her armor. Isabia get out of the ship and made trial call to Vetrik. "Can you hear me?" She asked.
The docking tube clicks shut, allowing Isabia to cross into the other vessel. "Loud and clear." Vetrik replies. As the airlock door opens, Isabia sees several armed men - well armed, by her reckoning, and a scanning device. "Please, enter through the device, miss." A serious looking Weequay says to her.
Isabia enter through device, didn't want to cause any problems, since she left her weapons on the ship.
After an uncomfortable minute, the scanner beeps and lights up as green, before the guard nods. "Enjoy the auction." He gestures for her to go deeper into the ship. Isabia sees a large, luxurious hall, filled with rich and dangerous looking figures. Scanning the room, she sees that, as expected, it's mostly mid-level gangsters. No one truly fearsome, but a significant amount of muscle all the same. "Honored friends." A female voice sounds from one of the platforms above, and Isabia sees a Togruta she first takes for a slave, due to her outfit, or lack of one, but is soon revealed to be the host of this auction. "Thank you all for coming, this evening. We've got quite the selection of goods - a haul from across the galaxy. Let us begin the bidding with the first item!" She declares. Soon, a statue of a Hutt is brought out, starting a bidding war that goes into the hundreds of thousands of credits. Several items go by, before finally, Isabia sees the beskar brought out to the stage. "Genuine Mandalorian beskar, taken from mines on Concord Dawn during the purge! Two corbits, a goodly sum." The woman announces. Doing the math in her head, Isabia thinks that two corbits should be enough for two pieces of armor, or a single helmet. "Shall we start the bidding at 5000?"
Isabia didn't rise her hand too fast, to not show too fast her interest and to didn't provoke others to act. As Togruta call thrid time, she her hand with six fingers to show that mandalorian is willing to pay 6000. She also discretion looking around for any potential rival to beskar.
"7,000" A well bred looking man raises his hand, to top Isabia's offer. "8,000" Isabia turns, and sees a Mandalorian raise his own hand. Instantly, she recognises his armor - he's part of Clan Wreav, one of Mandalore's most violent clans. They have a reputation as mad dogs, killing Imperials, other clans and New Republic troops in equal measure.
"9000" Isabia rise her hand but she began to worried if she make it. Member of Clan Wreav she could hope to bypass, but this wealthy guy look like he could easily buy off them both. Hmm... Maybe She could try to provoke Wreav to do something stupid? If he attack first, security will deal with him, but if it come from her, she could be too expel of auction. "I hope you taken your own security sir. Some of us didn't take well failure, if you know what I mean." She said to wealthy men, pointing at Wreav.
Spoiler: Persuasion Rolls D100: 72+15 (Skill Bonus) "Hmm..." The nobleman nods, as the Wreav man raises his hand to bid higher. "Yes, I see your point. Not all of your people are so civilised as you are." He raises his hand. "What did you say?" The black armored Mandalorian turns to glare at the noble. "You have something against Mandalorians, schutta?" A murmur crosses the room.
"I wonder?" Eve replied, now way out of her comfort zone as she had no idea how to proceed. So she simply tries to 'wing it,' "How about 1000 credits for my hand... 5000 for my mouth... and 10000 for my holes." She whispered, feeling the lust slowly take over
Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 47+10 (Pheromones)=57 (Minor Success) "Hmm... I'll give you 3000 if you show me what that mouth can do, plus ten for the ship." She feels two of his hands grab her shoulders and start pushing down. "Now get on your knees." He orders.
Isabia steped out the black mandalorian way. "Well, I'm sure it is something with money. After all, we all have to work for weathly men, so he must reach wrong conclusion with his status level to us. I'm sure he didn't mean to offend mandalorian warriors. " She said like poison to black mandalorian ear, to hurt his ego and pride.
