"So you're giving me to the Jedi, not the Empire?" He raises an eyebrow. "Afraid they won't pay, after the fight on Ilum, or are you more moral than most bounty hunters? Never mind, I don't care. There's something more important on my mind right now." As he keeps squeezing her ass, Eve feels the leotard move by itself, freeing her breasts. "I won't try to overpower you, though your mind won't be working great after I've pounded you into a stupor." The rogue force user smirks, cock warm and hard in her hand, big enough to fill her mind with devious apprehension about what's coming. "But you were the one who chose to come here. As for your friend, I hope she enjoys the sight. Maybe she'll even join us?"
As she approaches, the door slides open by itself, revealing a dark staircase leading downwards, the walls and ceiling a dull grey compared to the rest of the lavish palace. Activating her helmet's night vision, Isabia spots movement at the bottom, but before she can focus in on it, it's gone.
"M-Mmmph!" Zoom cries out, but obediently starts to pleasure the Twi'lek. Ny'yari gives Tow's shoulder a shake the next morning, letting the other green woman know that they've arrived on Coruscant. Unless Tow wants to spend some time with the blonde before they part, she'll give the signal for law enforcement to come take possession of the fugitive, and pay the bounty hunters.
Isabia make her decition. "Guards and Mylena, take Vetrik back to control room and wait for us there. I and Jedi will handle this." She said and go with Jedi inside. With only two of them, Isabia don't have to worry about friendly fire.
Together, Jedi and Mandalorian make their way down through the dungeon, the area pitch black but for a few ominous red lamps, as she starts checking cell by cell for their foe, but finds only silence. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 88 Then, she hears it. Something behind her, moving almost silently. In the green glow of her visor, she sees the Jedi nod at her - he senses it, too.
Isabia take deep breath as something coming for them behind their back. She hold tiger on her blaster longer, to charge shoot to be ready to shoot at this something what follows them, as soon as it attack them.
"Is that so?" Eve replied, "We'll see about that when we get there." She added, just as her leotard gets pulled together, letting her soft, large breasts pop free of their tight confines. Her enticingly pink nipples still erect due to the cold, and Wreen's earlier teasing. "Besides, you may not have figured it out yet. But the earlier pursuers were remnants of the Empire. So we may just get killed if we hand you over to them." She whispered, though she had no facts to back it up. From the data she did have, Eve was confident enough to say that only the Empire had soldiers equipped like those. And as she grabs hold of the young Padawan's erect cock, "Mmh. I do hope you aren't using your Force abilities to compensate for something." She teased, tightening her grip around his shaft. "As for my friend, sadly, despite how we look, we're completely professional. While on the job that is." She whispered, as she mounts him. His meat pole sliding between her upper thighs, close enough to allow her leotard covered pussy to rub against his shaft.
Turning, Isabia's eyes go wide beneath her helmet, as she sees something truly monstrous. The creature crawls closer on its needle like legs, as the bryar charges, and the Jedi ignites his lightsaber, illuminating the hallway with a yellow glow that shines like the sun in her night vision visor, but so far, the creature hasn't attacked, holding back so far.
Isabia hold her trigger but she didn't shoot yet, rising her arms highter. "Shoo! Get away from us!" She said with fake confidence, knowing where is one creature like that, there is a more of them. Maybe she will managed to scared them off.
Tow decided to part with the blond - staying with bounty too long was asking for trouble. Tow put the woman in the dress she took before they left Zoom's office, cuffed her hands behind her back. "As a parting gift~" Tow said as she slipped a vibrator into Zoom's snatch and turned it on. After receiving the meeting place, Tow and Ny'yari escorted the prisoner...
"Hmph, I like your definition of professionalism. Now, less talking." He grins, bucking up to rub his cockhead against her through the leotard as he molests her with his powers. Spoiler: Intimidation Roll D100: 98 (Crit) To her surprise, the creature obeys, hissing as it retreats backwards. Somewhere inside the walls, Isabia hears movement, chittering, but it's all headed backwards, not towards her. "Force... If you want a job right..." A gruff voice says from behind the Mandalorian. Then, she hears the whine of an autocannon starting the rotate. A moment later, heavy blaster bolts are springing at her at a massively high rate of fire. Zoom moans, and tries to bargain, but it doesn't help her. A crisp, professional looking lawman does a biometric scan of the bounty, before having his men take her into custody. "For a job well done." He nods, as he hands her a bag. (+4000 Credits)
"Mmmh, this, ooh, is professionalism. Aaah, after all, I'm making sure the captive doesn't escape." Eve whispered, pulling aside her leotard as she prepares to ride his cock. "Aahn." The android lets out a sultry moan as he used his powers, just as his cockhead prods her pussy. She looks into his eyes through her blindfold, giving him a smirk as she slowly lowers herself. "Mmmh!" Mewling as her cunt engulfs his meat pole, before she starts rocking her hips, forwards and backwards as if she's riding a mount.
Tow chuckled as she slapped Zoom's ass on goodbye. The duo, then made their way back to the ship. As Tow looked over the bounty board, she was quite surprised to find there were some bounties already taken... some high level bounties. She bit her lip ad started checking the prices of the market, checking the prices on personal cloaking devices. She turned to Ny'yari. "So, how do you like our cooperation so far?" She asked as she looked back at the bounty board. She found a bounty that was interesting - 15 000 credits for mother of baron... she frowed as she checked description. Did the man want her alive or dead?
"... you have to do it yourself, yeah that is my line thief!" Isabia said, getting behing cover with Jawa master. She feel her gun getting warmer, she have to get shoot, before it explode in her hands. Using her helm system to locate target, mandalorian aim and shoot to someone who shoot them. "I bet our baron is in some kind gigant battle droid, or mech". She comment.
"You don't have to, ugh, worry about me going anywhere..." He grunts, stretching her out as he begins to buck upwards, fucking her as his powers stimulate her needy body. "Not for five hours or so..." He promises with a grin.
Depending on the duration of the cloaking effect, Tow sees that cloaking devices are about 5-10 thousand credits, the ones in her price range, that is. "Heh, it's been...amusing." Ny'yari laughs, as they examine Lady Gratham's bounty notice - it seems that hunters interested are to meet privately with the baron himself, the young man wanting to discuss the particulars in person.
"Aaaahn!" Eve lets out an erotic mewl as she felt his cock stretch her tight walls, her movements perfectly matching his thrusts. She places her gloved hands on his waist for support, as she purred from the stimulations brought by the Force. Her pussy tightening around his shaft the more pleasure she received, "Is that... mmh, so? Then I'll have to make sure you're exhausted by then." She grins, holding back her orgasm as she keeps on riding his cock.
Taking cover in one of the cells, Isabia peeks around the corner, to see not the baron, but a man in heavy armor, who fires his autocannon on full auto. The helmet seems Mandalorian at first - but Isabia judges that it's probably just inspired by her people's designs, not made by them. From the sides, two men in the same type of armor, with blaster rifles, flank the heavy trooper, seemingly planning to hit Isabia while she's suppressed. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia: 78+15 Heavy Trooper: 52 Jedi: 88 Baron's Guard: 78 Blaster Damage: 41+30 (Fully Charged Bryar shot)-10 (Heavy Armor)= 61 Heavy Trooper HP: 39 Remaining Baron's Guards: 1 Peeking out, Isabia releases the trigger of her loudly humming gun, and feels the impact ripple up her arm as an orb of pure energy shoots forth. A quick movement from her enemy saves his life, dodging to the side as the shot comes towards him, severing his arm with ease before tearing a hole in the wall. He screams in pain, but keeps hold of the autocannon, showing remarkable physical strength as he fires the bulky weapon one-handed, though his shots go anywhere but where he's aiming, given his new handicap. The Jedi activates his saber, going after the baron's other men. They're professionals, working together to keep a tide of fire heading in the Jedi's direction when he tries to attack, but the Jedi raises a hand and shoves one of them roughly, sending his blaster shot into his friend's head.
Spoiler: Seduction Roll Eve: 12 Wreen: 32 Willpower Damage: 20 Eve's Willpower: 80 Wreen just grins, and pulls her down to kiss him. Despite her cocky words, trying to keep the boy controlled proves a lot harder than expected. Using his nascent but nonetheless potent powers to keep his stamina up, he ravages the android. More used to sex now, Eve is keeping it together, but the urge to forget what she's here for and give in is growing in the back of her synthetic mind.
"Aahn, aaahn. Aaahn!" With their positions reversed, Eve moans into the pillow as the young Padawan starts fucking her from behind. Mmmh, no, keep it together! She said to herself, as she keeps holding back the immense pleasure. But with how sensitive her body was, all she could do was tighten her pussy as Wreen pounded into her. His pelvis slapping against her perfectly shaped ass, combined with a lewd squealching sound that filled the room. Eve blushes, clenching her gloved hands on the pillow as she feels herself about to orgasm.
