Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: Eve: 96 Wreen: 2 "F-Force...!" Wreen groans out loudly as he thrusts into Eve's body. Neither of them knows how long it's been, but finally, the padawan loses control, thinking that Eve is already his. With a cry, he begins to fill the android up with his seed. Eve cums too, but the boy is in no state to take advantage, collapsed atop the busty woman.
"Mmmmmh!" Eve buries her face on the pillow as she moans, squirting just as Wreen fills her womb with his thick, warm seed. "Aaahn..." She purred as she felt the young Padawan collapse on her back. "Mmmh. Already... haahn... spent?" The android asked in a cheeky tone, while she took a deep breath, making it seem as if she was exhausted as well.
"You're a...succubus..." He groans limply, referring to an old spacer legend, and not seeming particularly pressed to move from where he's buried inside her.
"Aaahn, and you're... quite the handful yourself." Eve whispered, not taking any actions at the moment. "You know, if you remain in Coruscant, you can visit a certain brothel where we can do this again." She tries to seduce him into remaining an obedient prisoner until the handover.
Isabia begin charging her Bryard gun again but she give few shoots of her second gun to heavy guard. She changed her position, attacking guard from side of his wounded arm, to make for him harder to fight. Having Jedi as alliance, is a huge help for her, and Isabia like their powerful combination. It's good, that they are on the same side.
"Well, it was pleasant, if nothing else." Tow hummed. "I almost regret having to part with her..." She then traced her finger over the bounty. "Do you think we can take her?" Tow asked as she moved her hand over Ny'yari's hips and pulled her little closer. "So, do you want to continue our... cooperation?"
"Heh, you certainly like to touch, don't you?" Ny'yrari chuckles, leaning her hips back to press her ass against Tow. "I think so. It'll be risky - we'll have to see if the baron has a plan to get us in, since I'm not sure we can storm a noble's palace by ourselves. And while the lady might not want to hurt her son, she won't have reservations against hurting us... Still, if we spend all our time going after low risk bounties, we'll never get anywhere. If you wanna take this one, I'll back you." As the two rub together, Tow notices some bounty hunters ogling. "As for whether I want to stay on... You haven't given me a reason to leave yet, so yeah. Don't ask me to marry you, though." She smirks.
To give the guardsmen their due, they're far from cowards, fighting to the end - but they're simply out matched. The heavy continues to fire at Isabia, but with one arm on the huge weapon, she moves faster than he can aim. The Bryar and sonic pistols flash, and then the guard's head no longer exists, blown to a charred, smoking mush. The Jedi blocks a few blaster bolts, before leaping over his opponent's head. The guardsman tries his best to turn, but the lightsaber flashes yellow and white as it slashes through the rifle. A bolt of force energy sends the man hurtling into an open cell, knocking him out as his head hits the wall, and then another bout of telepathy closes the bars, trapping the unconscious man inside. Toxin venting procedure enabled. All Royal Guard personnel, evacuate immediately. Before they can celebrate, a feminine mechanical voice sounds pleasantly over the intercom, as the pipes running along the ceiling start to spray a viscous green gas into the air. Behind them, Isabia hears the heavy clunk of a door closing behind them, trapping them in the dungeon. As the complex starts to fill up with poison gas, Isabia seals her helmet and starts breathing its oxygen reserves, and she sees the Jawa taking a deep breath. She remembers that she heard somewhere that Jedi can hold their breath for extended periods of time. Still, for both of them, time is running out. "O-Oh no..." Isabia hears Vetrik's voice sound weakly through the communicator. "The baron's venting the dungeons - a security feature. I can't reset it from here - you'll have to make it to the dungeon control room, and... There's a power surge coming from the hangar. I think the baron's trying to escape."
"I guess it's decided then... we are going after noble..." She smiled wickedly. Oh, a slave bringing down a noble... what a satisfying thing it would be to do. Tow chuckled, as she pulled Ny'yari closer. "Marriage? I wouldn't dare~" She smirked. "I might through, ask you to become my personal slave girl~" She said as she slid her hand into Ny'yari's pants. "You do have wonderful tongue~" She said as her fingers slid into fellow Twi'lek's snatch.
"Mmmh, that sounds...nice." He groans. Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 44+10 (Minor Success) Wreen says something noncommital, before he rolls off of her, slowly pulling out of her womanhood.
"Ooh..." Ny'yari moans. "Tow, we're in public..." She groans, as Tow's hand finds her labia beneath the tight leather garment. Tow doesn't hear a 'no', however.
"Aaahn." Eve moans as his cock slides out of her, letting his seed flood out of her pussy. "Mmh, think you can go again?" She asked, turning to face him. Her gloved hand quickly grabs his meat pole, stroking him ever so gently as if she was teasing him.
Isabia finished last guard, shooting without mercy his body. His heavy armor was no math for her Bryar and sonic pistols. Still, she didn't have too much time to celebrate, yet posion gas attack them now. "Poison gas... Not bad Baron, classic move but it is effective. " Mandalorian praise her enemy and hear calling from Vetrik. "Send all battle droids to hangar, to destroy all ships and vechicules inside. They have to stop Baron from escape. Try to make mask of your under wear and piss on it. Sometime that kind of mask could protect for the moment. Tell that to others." She said and point to Jedi. "Alright, hurry up and cut this doors off, before poison take down us too." She said, taking her wibroblade, to help him make passage faster.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 51+20 (Lightsaber and Wreav Vibroblade) Together, the Jedi and Mandalorian manage to slice a hole through the heavy blasteel door, sliding through just as Isabia's oxygen begins to run out. Heading back up the stairs, the Mandalorian hears the sound of blaster fire coming from the direction of the hangar.
Tow pushed Ny'yari against a wall, far away from praying eyes. "Of course, we will return in a moment to ship, where you can practice your tongue... but before that~" her fingers twisted, scrapping the sensitive spots. She leaned forward and whispered into her ear. "Ny'yari~ Will you become my willing sex slave?"
Isabia hate to split up, but now she have no other option than to make two task in the same time. "Jedi, you take dungledon control room, you must shoot down these poison. I will stop Baron from escape!" She said and run realy fast to hangar, to capture target.
"Mmmph!" Heading to the bathrooms, Ny'yari moans. Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 30 + 10 "S-Sorry. I'm happy to have fun." Ny'yari slips a hand around Tow's wrist. "But I've been a slave before - I don't plan to repeat the experience."
The Jedi nods in understanding, dashing further into the dungeons. In the hangar, Isabia sees a dozen B2 battle droids on the ground, sliced apart by a vibroblade. On the hangar floor is a small ship, the engines powering up.
Tow frowned as she removed her hand. "I guess I will convince you later." She says with a slight disappointment. "I think I even know how to convince you... how about a little switch, while we are traveling to the planet?" She asked as the two started making their way to the ship.
