Spoiler: Combat Tactics M vs P 10 vs 13 - fail 5(Pilot)-2(flanked)+4(dogfight)+1(Crit. fail) Dc 10 - Critical failure vs 2(skill)+2(tactics)+13 DC 10 - success 2+2+19 DC 10 - success -2+2+10 Dc 10 - success vs 2+2+2 DC 10 - failure 2+2+5 DC 10 - failure Ahina followed Riska raining a blaster fire on the pirates, scattering them. Riska persued one of the targets and rained blaster fire on them - the bolts struck one of engines of pirate making it rotate uncontrolably, crashing into asteroid and exploding. Ahina's elatation was cut short as she realised she missed her own persuers - before she could fix that mistake a serries of blasters shot in front of her, cutting closer- ! The fighter shook the sparks flying everywhere as she was hit. Not destroyed, thankfully. But this piece of junk was no usless. Alarms started ringing all over the cockpit, as systems died one after the other. She could still control it, if barely, but this machine was not combat operational anymore. Oh... and her starfighter was on fire.
"For motherfucking sake"!!! Ahina scream as heat rise up inside her starfighter. She hold controls, trying to hold this ship in one piece. "You are on your own Riska"! She call in comunicator and tried her best to get back into staction hangar, to land and avoid crashing down.
Just as she finished speaking, Ina could make out a couple of shuttles starting from her ship. They quickly became dots, flying forward... The evacuation operation went without a hitch, and soon, all the personel from the military station was transported onto her ship, the TIE's patrolled the area around, until they were ready to make a jump. The situation in system became more desperate as various panicked and desperate message were sent around. Once they set curse and were out of the closest gravitional well, the ship made a jump, leaving behind the rebell fleet behind. The Captain sighted in relief, seeing this. The 'battle' was over. They managed to retreat.
The Torguta leaned back in her seat, with a smile on her lips. Only know the doctor realised that her clavage was more prominently displayed. "So, what are you waiting for doctor~ this is a chance like you had never before~" She asked with a purr, a playful smile on her lips.
Encouraged by her submissivnes, Thassco's hand started moving over her body, roping her ass, fondling it, pulling her closer, until she was forced to sit on his lap. "Mister, master, such a small difference between the two~" His hand moved to her chest, gripping it, as he started fondling her breast.
“Oh – !” Nami stumbled into Thassco’s lap, and found herself instinctively putting an arm around him to steady herself. She felt a hard shape pressing against her thigh. Her heart pounded in her chest. She had to get control of the situation – of herself – somehow. “Where are…your new purchases?” she asked, gasping softly as he played with her breasts. “Do you have them aboard your ship? I’m sure it’s nicer there than…than here…”
"Ghh." Ina clenches her fists as they had to ignore the other distress signals. Much as she'd want to answer them, her ship lacked the speed, nor firepower to keep the rebels at bay. Once they get to hyperspace, she lets out a sigh as well. "Good. Yara, I trust you're acquainted with the people we just rescued?" She asks the young officer, bringing her along to the landing bay where the shuttles landed. Ina intends to greet the people that had just come aboard her ship, wondering if anyone important was among them.
He moves over and sits down next to her, staring to fondle her breasts and Takes a lick of her Neck. "You gonna Tell Me Youre Name?"
"Is that so? I'm kinda finding it hard not going wild myself." He chuckles, leaning in, smelling her natural pheromones as he holds her from behind, eager for her to reach her destination.
Spoiler: Piloting 8+4 Vs DC 15 - fail Ahina grabbed the stick, trying to move the flying, burning starship where she wanted - into the hangar. With a grunt she realised she managed it... But then she realised that the damage was simply to much for a safe landing... At least not at this angle. She grabbed the stick, trying to manoeuvre the ship as it passed hangar's shields - she manage to turn it a little - not to crash face first into the wall - Not enough! Was her thought as the side of the ship crashed against the wall. ... ... Slowly, she opened her eyes, alarms blaring, her head ringing. She was in soo much pain! Smoke and heat hit her as her console sparked. Spoiler: Demage 1 - light 2-3- moderate 3-5- sever 6- crippling 2 - moderate She hissed as she tried to move. Her body in pain, she realized that she had a couple of broken limbs... As she looked down, she realized that she was trapped! Her prosthetics were crushed and stuck in the mess of iron that housed her legs.
Spoiler: Persuasion 3+14 vs DC 10 - success The Selkath's body twitched lightly, betraying his excitement. His eyes were focused on Nami's chest, his hand moved over her head, fingers tracing over her tentacles. "Oh, yes~ they are there~" He chuckled as he licked his lips. "Oh You wish to explore the pleasures on my ship? You really missed it so much~" He leaned forwards keeping one of her tentacles in hand, he gave it a lick, living it moistured. "I still have your favourite whips and chains on board~" He took her tentacle into his mouth and sucked it.
(I don’t have much luck with rolls XD) „Oh my head… it was one of my the worst ideas… Arg”! Ahina felt like mess and she was sure that she broke something. Noise around her make for her harder to collect her mind, but pain bring her back. Ahina look down at her prosthetic leg trapped in the mess of iron. „Damit, not again”. She said to herself and tried to use her wibroblade to free her prosthetic leg. Even if it’s crushed, it would be still more easier for her to move, than hopping on one leg.
Yara noded her head as she followed Ina, governor's guards quietly moving behind her. "The asteroid functioned as a form of anti-smuggler and anti-piracy outpost. There was a small garrison stationed on it to perform checks on passing ships, and from time to time- raids. The small TIEs stationed there were for pursuits and ambushes of smugglers." Yara paused with a frown. "They should have their own shuttles there..." She said as the party entered a turbolift.
"Hm~" A light moan escaped her throat as he started fondling her. She licked her lips as she glanced at him, her eyes partially hidden by her hood. "I think you shal know me..." She paused dramatically, as her hand moved around his waist, before squeezing his ass. "As mysterious woman~" She smiled playfully, a light giggle escaping her lips.
"I know, right!?" The Zeltron laughed with joy as the speeder moved around the buildings, as if it was on track. It took a couple of more moments, before the speeder stopped in front of a tall looking hotel. Tev parked the speeder and turned it of. "Come on!" She giggled as she made her way inside the building. As the two entered, Alyn noticed that this was a middle-class hotel. There were several droids and guests moving around, and there were two or three people of personel moving around. Tev led him to the elevator. As the doors closed, it started moving... Quite slowly. Slower then any elevator he was in... Tev smiled and pointed at the large window. Behind it Alyn could see quite a view - great view of a sea! "The elevator moves so slowly, so that people could actually enjoy a view." She said.
"Hmm, are you implying the outpost has been compromised?" Ina raises an eyebrow as she asks. "Hmm." She hums, fingers reaching for her communicator. "Commander, have your men join us as we welcome the people we just rescued." She tells the chief of her security detail.
“Ah – !” Nami gasped as she felt Thassco’s mouth on her sensitive tentacle, the overload of pheremones. She tried to concentrate on separating his feelings from hers, on reading what she could of his emotional state. Any information, any insight – she would need every edge she could get. Her whole body felt hot, the need to get away and the need to give in warring within her. Hearing him mention his ship gave her something to focus on, a glimmer of hope. If it was in the same spaceport, maybe she could find a way to sneak his captives to her own vessel without getting caught by a patrol. Just maybe. “Then how about – ” she panted, “how about you give me some time to…get changed like you wanted, and I can meet you…over there…?”
(Wouldn't it be boring with constant string of successes?) Ahina grunted as she unbuckled her safety belts. Thankfully, the front glass was shattered - the frame of exit was destroyed, she doubted she would be able to open it. With a terrible pain, grunting, as something moved in her chest in a way it shouldn't she raised herself - only to collapse with a scream - the other leg was stuck to. She manoeuvred for a few moments, but finally managed to free herself and exit. She rolled down the wing, falling on the ground. She looked down - her remaining leg was damaged, almost cut in half.
Yara frowned. "Possible." She agreed after a moment, nodding her head. As the group arrived back into hangar, Ina found that there was around hundred-two hundredths of personel huddled into a group. The stormtroopers, TIE pilots, officers, and support personel were making their rounds. One of the men noticed her - he was an older man, carrying an air of authority. He put the datapad back to officer, and made his way to her briskly. He stopped in front of her and saluted. "Captain Kar, Ma'am! Thank you for a rescue!" He said with a steady voice as he stood attention.
Thassco growled, his excitement so evident, his ard on was almost leaking from his pants. "Yess~" He hissed as he gave her cheek a leak. "Why don't you do a little striptease for me, before putting on something... lighter~" He all but growled with barely contained excitement.
