Alyn moves up behind her, his hands going to her hips and dancing close against her, movements intimate. She can feel his breath hot on her neck, as they move to the thumping bass.
Spoiler: Intelligence 8 Vs DC 10 - fail She looked around around the hangar, finding crates probably robbed, some pirate fighters, bodies of dead pirates, weapons... Their - Mando - shuttle. As Ahina looked around the hangar, she unfortunately did not find anything that would be of function - it was simply not predicted in the way the pirates build this place... Or repurposed it.
The woman smiled as she looked at him. She took out a datapad and showed it to him - it contained a number... 50 000 credits. "Officers don't go around with such an amount of money. And this, is for the first delivery... If your product, is worth it, that is~" She leaned back waiting for his reply... And explanation.
Thassco grinned as his eyes were glued to her form as she stepped closer. He was practically stripping her with his eyes. "Well, I have mostly recovered, paying back my debts." He chuckled. "I tasted and traded many pussies. "She felt his hand move over her shoulder. "You know how it is, how desperate and eager the sluts get, when they realise their disobedience lands them in Hutt's hands..." He moved his hand over her breast. "As snacks for their pet Rancor~" He squeezed her breast, hard, then, let go, then resumed groping her breast.
Ahina angry kick one of the crates, which overturn and open up, spreading on the floor some exotic fruits. Interesting finding, but not in their position. "Damit, I hate it". She said to herself and return to shuttle, picking some spare mechanic parts from the lying aroung mess. "I will try to repair the sensors, maybe you missed something". She said to Cara, taking from her tool.
"The Rebels issued a demand for surender." The officer replied. "There are also reports of various explosions and fights on the surface of planet." The man said, standing attention. As he hears the orders, the man bowed. "I will inform Captain at once!" The man clicked his boots, then quickly made his way to one of Hangar's consoles. Yara and Stormtrooper detachment followed Ina out of her shuttle. The Navy troopers still stood attention. "Should we escort you to your quarters, governor?" One of them asked.
"Tsk." Ina clicks her tongue, she still had too little information to work with. "Try and send a message to the Moff." She orders, looking at Yara. "I take you'd at least have an emergency channel to contact him through?" Ina asks, declining the offer to be lead back to her quarters. "No, not until I know we're safe." She said, making her way to the bridge instead to have a better grasp on how things are going outside
The two continued dancing, their bodies moving in tandem, as the red skinned woman moved her body closer to his, pushing her ass against his crotch. As he inhales, Alyn can feel her sweat smell, like an aphrodisiac. Spoiler: Save 11 Vs DC 10 - success He could barely control himself, as he felt himself getting hard. The smell was mind numbing~
The pilot scoffed at having her skills questioned. Ahina found the tools and went to check the sensors. Spoiler: Engineering 3+14 vs Dc 12 Success As she opened the panel, the circuits sparked, making her back for a moment. She had to turn of this section of circuits, before getting to work. The wires were freid, so she replaced the few she saw were smoking or black. After a couple of minutes at work and restarting the power, that system came up alive. She done it! The sensors were back online.
„Ha, that’s how it’s done”. Ahina said proudly of herself as she fixed sensors. She give back tools to Cara. Ahina didn’t see Cara’s face, but she was certain that pilot is annoyed and jealous. „Let’s see if any spaceship coming on us…” Ahina said checking sensors and make a call to both teams. „Did you find on your way some starfighters? Anything able to fly and fight in the space”?
Yara shook her head. "I'm sorry Governor, but I was not included into chain of command that heigh." She said. As the group entered the bridge, Ina saw that the captian was just finishing giving commands, and turned to her. "Ma'am!" She straightened a little. "The ship has started moving. We should be clear for a jump in two hours." She nodded briskly. Captain Bonetti, was a commanding officer of Glory, the flagship of Ina's fleet. She also commanded the fleet, when Ina was preoccupied with something else.
"Then we'll have to hope the Moff replies quickly." Ina says as Bonetti greets her, "At ease captain." She replies, nodding at the status report. "Good job. Keep at it." Ina praises her, "Make sure none of them impedes our way. And keep our comms channel open, or better yet, attempt to hijack any message coming in, or out of the planet."
A shiver ran through Nami as she felt Thassco begin to touch her – butterflies in her stomach. The things he was talking about stirred up fears she would have preferred to think were far behind her. Then, an involuntary gasp as he squeezed her breast. She found enough strength, enough self-respect, to put up a hand to gently ward off his hand from her chest. Even as her skin tingled in anticipation of being touched again. “You must have won some big contracts,” she said, trying to steer the conversation to a different way of flattering him. “It takes innovation to get ahead of the other suppliers. I really admire that.”
He Looks unphased as He is leaned Back in their Private little booth. "Tempting but one of My Core principles is to know who i conduct Business with. You are certainly intruiging and attractive but that doesent get us into a Relationship to make Business with one another. Besides...Credits are plentifull and too many become Slaves to big Numbers on a paycheck."
Feeling the heat rising, Ayln's movements become heavier, and she feels his his sizeable erection against her ass. "I was thinking we could do some more intensive...relaxation." He whispers in her ear.
As Ahina checked the scanners she noticed something that was not there before - a rather sizeable contact making it's way to the station. As she looked around, she found three starfighters - JLF-19 Junkros Fighter - by the side of the hangar.
After a few minutes, as Captain quietly talks with her officers, she quietly makes her way back to the governor, and leans it to quietly speak to her. "It's chaos out there. The imperial command is in shambles. What remained of garrison fleet retreated. In my honest opinion, governor, the system is lost." She spoke calmly.
The Selkath smirked seeing her reaction. "Oh, you miss our little interaction, alright~" He chuckled, but did not protest as she removed his hand. She instead stretched, as he moved to answer her. "Indeed~ I got a biggy! I managed to pay off all of my debts and even bought twenty female slaves! Just here, on Zygeria! The business is booming~" He chuckled. Then he tapped his glass "If you could be so kind of a host and fill my glass~" He smiled at her.
Ahina run to one of the starfighters and get inside the cocpit. "JLF-19, Junkros. No shields, petty armour, just two KX9 laser cannons. Yeay, truely ship of my dreams". Ahina said to herself with sarcasm and look at rest of the team. "Hey! Two of you with biggest balls and some basic pilot skills, get inside rest two of Junkros! We get company, let's give them warm welcome"! She said as she checked control panels and slowly get ready to fly in the space.
"And they can do anything they desire with them~" She smiled. "Don't worry, you will get to know our employer - that I promise you. But it can't happen, if you have not supplied anything. After all, once you have that knowledge, you could simply walk away, and we can't have that~" The Torguta leaned back in her seat. "I hope you can understand that." She paused. "But... I guess I could provide another incentive, if you are stubborn about it~"
