As Isabia changes, she realises that the bra has been changed to something even more revealing, something the Mandalorian scarely thought was possible. "Perfect... Perfect... That raw mix of power and sensuality, truly perfect..." The artist murmurs to himself as he takes the reference shots he needs. "Alright then, that should do. I'd love to have you pose live, but I'm guessing I'm running out of time before you murder me." He heads to the wall, removing one of his paintings and unlocking the safe within. "Enjoy." He hands over the beskar container, the weight practically dragging him down. (+2 Corbits of Beskar, unforged) "You really have done a service to the world of art. If you ever get over your insecurities, I'd love to see you at my workshop on Naboo." A beeping sounds from further in, and he crosses over to look at a screen on the wall. "Ah, perfect timing, the security forces are nearly here. You should probably get dressed. Or don't! Your form is a blessing." He smiles.
Isabia get changed back into her armor, by rush she take this bikini under instead of her own underwear. She take beskar and punch artist in the stomach. " You are right, smart guy. Next time I would kill you if you try something like that again." She said and made call to Vetrik. "We are leaving now. Fly to Coursuant, I will take ship of this mandalorian." She said with angry voice, but she soon fly after him. In the hyperspace, she will check what it is on that ship, maybe something valuable?
The blue skinned woman returns after a few hours, leaving Eve to stew in her own lust and anticipation. "Please, follow me." She's led into a large circular chamber, made to stand in the center. From the stands, she sees finely dressed men, and some women, looking down at her, examining every aspect of her body. "Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed residents of the galaxy, we welcome you to tonight's auction!" Vosh'kek's voice sounds out from somewhere, though Eve isn't sure where. "We have a rare opportunity for you tonight: This delicious morsel has come to us, offering willingly to sell her maidenhood for credits!" There's a murmur from the crowd. "What's more, she's not just willing - she's eager! I tasted her juices myself - she was drenched at the thought of this arrangement. She's a bounty hunter by trade, with a few notches under her belt - including the notorious Marquess Valdoon! Who wouldn't want to humble such a proud specimen? I know that you certainly would, Duke Valdoon." A spotlight shines on one of the private booths, and Eve sees a man with her latest bounty's features looking down at her. "Also in attendance are the illustrious Gorda, of the Crimson Dawn," "Balarta, of the Black Sun," "and last but not least, the mysterious Madame Morella!" The biggest players introduced, the bidding begins. "Shall we start at 10,000 Credits?"
"Ungh!" The man cries out, winded, as he sinks to the floor. "A-Any sacrifice...For art..." Vetrik soon replies. "Um, is, uh, everything alright? You sound upset." Heading aboard Wreav's fighter, she sees it's a well armed Mandalorian Fang Fighter, in the colors of Clan Wreav. (Imagine it's black and red, lol) Inside, she finds 5000 Credits, and a particularly vicious looking vibroknife. (+5000 Credits, 1 Fang Fighter, Wreav Clan's Vibroknife)
Eve's artificial heart beats faster with every step she took. Until she found herself on a stage, being looked down upon by those that seeked to purchase her. She gulped, feeling her nipples poke through the flaps of her one-piece lingerie, her juices soaking through, and running down her thighs. And as the high-rollers were introduced. She gulped, There are probably some here that need to be cleansed... but not for now. She thought to herself, looking around. I should... probably act, that Valdoon... he seemed excited when I was resisting. Eve pondered, but for now, she waits to see how high the bidding will reach.
Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 65+10 (Pheromones) Under the arena lights, it's painfully obvious how turned on Eve is at the thought of her virginity being auctioned off, her lingerie doing nothing to hide how her cunt grows wet and her nipples grow hard. "50,000" Valdoon says, and it seems like his will be the last bid. Still, she thinks, if she focused her attention on one of the high rollers, she could possibly inspire them to bid more - if she had one of them in mind.
Isabia groans angry. "Don't ask any questions. Let's say I worked hard for this beskar." She said as they fly to Coruscant. Extra credits, new ship and Vibroknife was nice addition to her equipment. As she sit on the sit, she feel uncomfortable feeling in cheast and now she realizes that is this humilation bikini, not her underwear. And all her other sets was left on Isabia old ship. "Ugh! Damit, let's fly faster." She said to hersellf and take a look around the ship, for how much space she have here. Bathroom, bedroom cargo and others room.
"It would probably be fun to break the guy who fell for Tezzie, but that bounty does sound a bit easy." Ny'yari shrugs. "Zoom on the other hand, is pretty straightforward as well."
Her eyes widened as she heard Valdoon's offer. She was sure he'd try and play it safe, but to instantly drop such a high amount. Eve shuddered, No... I need the credits. She thought to herself as she takes a deep breath, "B-bastard... just like your son, you think you can solve everything with money?" She growled, though her tone carried an obvious sultry tone. She wasn't sure who, but maybe someone would start bidding if they saw how feisty she was.
Unfortunately, as Isabia looks around, she sees that though the Fang Fighter is bigger than most vessels of its class, it's still a fighter, with not much room for anything more than the pilot to sit in the cockpit. There's a small compartment, filled with food, water and spare parts, that takes up the rest of the usable space - the rest is mechanical components.
Isabia sigh in her chair, fixed her anoyed "underwear". So this ship is good for fight, but bad for transportation of bounty. She wonder if she sell this ship and her old, did she be able to get some better? Or maybe just upgrade her old ship?
Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 80+10 (Pheromones)=90 (Crit) "60,000! I like her moxxie - I'd like to break it even more!" Gorda calls out. "80,000! You don't know how to break a woman like the black Sun can!" Balarta soon responds. "100,000..." Morella's seductive voice drawls. "You boys don't know how to really handle a woman..." "110,000. I'm not letting the girl go without punishment. People need to know that you can't cross a noble and get away unscathed." Valdoon stares at her. "125,000. Only a member of the Senate can show her true discipline." A newcomer arrives, a green skinned Mirialan. Eve guesses that she can get the price to go up one more time, if she pushes one of the buyers. Who does she pick?
"Hmm~ Tezzie would be one thing, but the fun with her madam~" Tow leaned back in her seat. "Zoom on the other hand... sounds easy - we could pretend to be her fans, sleep with her, capture her and take her speeder." She paused. "I think we should go with Zoom." Tow smiled as she started setting the course. "now, be dear and get between my legs and use that tongue of yours. The travel will take us some time, it will be good for us to be relaxed when we arrive."
Looking at her craft, she guesses that it would probably fetch a good price - enough at least to get a new ship.
Eve was surprised to hear the sudden price, gulping as she shuddered. Though every person that bid probably had connections to the underworld, her lust had already overpowered her caution. And as she heard what could probably be the last bid. Eve remains silent, but flashes Valdoon a smile, as if to say, "A failure, just like your son."
Isabia decided to take a small nap and wait for arrival to Coruscant. First she have to forge beskar into new helmet for herself. Than, she will sell this new ship. And later she will see.
"Good idea..." Ny'yari chuckles, as she kneels down, licking her lips. Looking up the bounty's information, it seems that the next race Zoom will be participating in is on the planet of Taris. As the bounty hunters arrive, they see a huge city sprawling below them, but where they land, they can see ruins from some long ago catastrophe. "Alright." Ny'yrari says, wiping her mouth after giving Tow a rather relaxing ride. "The race track should be not fat from here."
"150,000!" Valdoon calls out, fingers clenched around the edge of the private box. "And the next person to bid gets a million credit bounty put on their head, I swear it!" He calls out. The other bidders stop, though they seem more amused than scared, enjoying what's about to happen to Eve. "Going once, going twice... Sold!" Vosh'kek announces. Suddenly, the floor beneath Eve begins to descend. "Congratulations to our lucky buyer - our maidens will escort you to your purchase." The elevator takes Eve down into a luxurious bedroom. Looking around, she sees sex toys, bonds and torture devices stored in various cabinets. Then, she hears the door slide open behind her. "So you're the girl..." Valdoon says, voice low and menacing.
Isabia awakens to see the autopilot taking her down to the capital. Luckily, nothing awry occured, and she lands on a pad next to the one her freighter is on.
Eve gulped as the final bid was given, Just like his son... but maybe more powerful as he doesn't have a bounty on his head... or perhaps I don't have access to such high targets. She thought as her platform descends into a luxurious room, which could only be described as an extremely expensive dungeon. And before she could check all of the furnishings, her eyes widen as she heard the voice. "Valdoon." Eve replied, shuddering from her steadily increasing arousal. "Yes... it's me. The one who captured your son, and paraded him around... naked as I brought him in."
