Isabia didn't hessitate, her task was to 'stop Baron alive, if it possible'. So, she rise her rocket laucher and shoot in the ship engine, to not let him escape.
"Heh, sounds like a plan. I want to see how you were with your masters." The two of them get to the freighter.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: 79 (-1 Rocket) Holding up her arm, Isabia's wrist rocket sparks to life, sending its payload flying forward into the back of the ship, which by now is hovering a few feet from the ground. There's an explosion, and then the ship falls, clanging against the metal floor as the engine explodes. From the cockpit, the Mandalorian sees a blade stab through the viewscreen, the baron cutting himself free.
Isabia run with her blaster Bryar and get hold on tigger, charging weapon up, to make herself in good position to shoot Baron as soon as he get free from the cocpit.
"Wonderful." Eve grins, as she rides his cock once more. Her drenched pussy swallowing his shaft, as she rocks her hips a lot faster than earlier
"See, you are already following my lead~" Tow smiled as she entered the ship. "You will be thirsting for be owned by me in no time~" She chuckled pleasantly. "Be dear and set curse, while I go change. As she entered her cabin, she ut on clothes that belong once to some slave girl. As she put them on and checked herself, she decided to switch the shoes to heeled ones. She put on a collar and leash, then, with the leash in her hand she walked to the cabin. "I hope you set the travel to take long time, before we get there~" She said with a chuckle as she catwalk into the cockpit, to Ny'yari. She would show the woman joys of slavery... that was at least her hope. In extreme case of failure it might end other way around, with her becoming Ny's slave... but, the risk was part of fun!
The baron's vibroblade rapier, more a stabbing weapon than a cutting tool, slowly makes its way around, carving a circle into the glass. Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia: 75+15= 90 (Crit) Baron: 74 Blaster Damage: 16+30 (Fully Charged Bryar)+10 (Crit)=56 Baron's HP: 44 The baron kicks the glass away, and immediately is hit by Isabia's pistol. His body flashes blue, and the old man is sent flying backwards into the cockpit door. Isabia smiles - if the guy didn't have a combat shield, he'd have been turned to ash by that single shot.
Wreen fucks her slowly, taking his time rather than trying to dominate her. Before too long, she's had another orgasm, and her pussy is once more filled with seed.
The former slave ship ascends into the skies, before the cockpit lights up blue as it shoots to lightspeed. "Hmm..." Ny'yari smirks as she sees Tow, before making a show of scowling. The other Twi'lek grabs hold of the leash in one hand, and Tow's sensitive lekku in the other. "Who told you you could walk, slave?" She grunts, tugging the leash downwards. "Crawl like the animal you are, slut."
Isabia begin to charge her Bryar again. "I will tell you that just once! Surrender yourself or get killed!" She call to him, knowing if he refuse, Baron won't make the same mistake. In his position, Isabia would use some granate or other weapon which didn't require to see enemy, so she stay focus for any throwing obiect from the cocpit.
"Aaaahn!" Eve purred as she orgasm once more, feeling Wreen dump another hot load directly into her womb. "Another round?" She smirks, licking her lips as she continues straddling him. The android ensures they keep on fucking until one of them is exhausted, or if something drastic occurs during their return.
"Ahn~" Tow moaned as she fell on her hands and knees. As Ny'ari tugged the leash, Tow crawled to the other woman, putting her face between her legs - soon she was eagerly slurping, licking, driving her fellow Twi'lek to new heights of pleasure. Tow wondered about Ny's actions - but she would comment on that later, analyze it later. For now, she would melt the woman, until she was but a coil of pleasure~ On her knees, she continued pleasuring the woman sitting in the pilot's chair, her leeku still in the other woman's hand.
Unsurprisingly, a small metallic disk soon flies out from the broken window. It flashes blue, electric sparks shooting from it, and suddenly all the electronics in the vicinity go dark - an EMP. The grey bearded old man soon exits the ruined craft, rapier in hand.
"You're insatiable..." He groans. Some time after, A filthy looking Valentija enters the room, which by now reeks of sex, eyes going wide. "Wow... Good to see that you were having fun while I was working my ass off." She smirks, and wipes some oil off of her hands. Next to Eve, on the bed, the Jedi snores.
"Mmm, oh, Tow..." She groans, before grabbing the leash. "No, not here. I'm taking you to the slave pens, whore." Being a former Zygerian slave ship, the freight area is filled with cells, and its to those Ny'yari begins to pull her partner, forcing the bounty hunter to crawl on her hands and knees.
"Aahn." Eve gets up as she saw Valentija enter, "Mmh, don't worry, next time we have a perverted captive. You can be in charge of keeping him "sedated." The android giggled, a little bit exhausted. But thanks to her more robotic components, she's able to move. "What happened, have we arrived?" She asked, making sure Wreen was knocked out. Eve puts the handcuffs on him again
The blonde rolls her eyes. "Lucky me. We got a message from the Jedi - they want us to bring Wreen to their base in the Yavin system - on one of the moons. I took the liberty of rerouting us, since you didn't really seem capable of making the decision yourself. But there's an issue: The ship got damaged pretty badly in our little dogfight. The starboard stableiser is heavily damaged, and some of our compression cylinders were sheared clean in half. I can fly a ship, but I'm not good enough at repairing them to deal with this. We'll have to get the ship repaired, next time we're on Coruscant, or a planet with shipyards." As she speaks, Eve goes to grab her cuffs from the bedside table and affix them to the naked padawan. Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 8+10 (Fail) Spoiler: Combat Rolls D100: Wreen: 55+10 (Surprise) Eve: 38 Valentija: 1 (Lol) Force Damage: 27 Eve HP: 100-27=83 As she goes to affix the cuffs, Eve fails to note that Wreen's breathing has changed, becoming far more rhythmic and methodical. His eyes fly open as she grabs his wrist, and suddenly she's in the air, slamming against the ceiling, and then the wall, her lack of armored clothing making the collisions all the more painful. A second burst of force energy sends her weapons flying out of the doorway, and as Valentija draws her pistol, her wrench flies at her from behind, colliding with her head and knocking her out. Wreen, still naked, gets off of the bed, cuffs in hand, and approaches the android.
(Dem rolls. Also, no weapons in the room, she left everything in the cockpit, along with Wreen's lightsaber. Only weapon there is what Valentija has, and the single sonic grenade she used as a threat.) Eve nods, "Very well, I wasn't delusional enough to expect we'd come out of such a mess unscathed." She replied, just as she was putting the cuffs on the unconscious padawan. Who catches her by surprise, as he sends her flying. "Urgh!" The android groans, "Really now, you should have just played nice." She grumbled, trying to get up and over power the young man.
"So be it." Isabia said and cool down her Bryar, putting her pistols back to hips and taking her wibroblade, in battle stand. She made salut to Baron, decided to give this men warrior death in duel. Isabia hold her wibroblade in one hand, other have beskar gauntet, rise up to use as shield. She walk slowly to him, to kill him in duel.
Tow crawled behind Ny'yari, her ass swaying from one side to other. "You sure have some tension pent up~I will be happy to help you release it~" She moaned softly.
