Star Wars The Old Republic

Tristan laughs

“Just kidding“ he smiles and leaves The Tower down The Stairs.

 

Irleen look how he leaving the tower, and next she stare on the night sky, stars and moon.
"Irleen, Irleen, Irleen... Where did you come? What happen next?" She asked hersellf.

 

Taluz wakes up late the following Morning. Ste'lla is nowhere to be seen

 

[Why are Arkad and Taluz always switching places? xD]
Arkad sat up from the couch and stretched his arms, yawning. He rubbed his sore muscles from the hard couch and put on his pants, shirt, coat and boots again. The former Commander looked around the truck, and if he found nothing out of the ordinary, he went to the bathroom to refresh himself.

 

Kate grins, "You bet..." she chuckles while looking into his eyes, "Now do you mind pulling out? Taking a bath while we're "connected" like this looks difficult."

 

Taluz laughs

“Oh i love You....“ He gets up and offers his Hand.

“The Showers here are tricky....I show You how to Use them“ he smiles

 

Kate takes his offered hand, "Are you sure you're not just using that as an excuse to go another round?" She stands up, causing the mixture of their sexual fluids to run down her thighs.

 

It look like that stars didn't going to answer Irleen. She sigh and go back to her room, to get some sleep before the morning.

 

Arkad hears busy noises outside. The People seem to have returned to get breakfast from The Miralian Girl.

 

Taluz shooks his Head.

“You dont trust me after everything we been trough? Im a Man of My Word“ He smiles

 

The former Commander stepped in to the tiny bathroom to look for Ste’lla, ‘Hey, are you here? There are people waiting outside for you to open.’

 

(I take it this is Taluz' response?)

Kate chuckles, "Heh. If I didn't trust you, do you think I would have let you in this room?" She then makes her way to the bathroom.

 

Arkad sees nobody in The Bathroom, She must have left The Truck.

 

Not being able to find her in the bathroom, Arkad quickly washed his face and then went outside to look for Ste’lla.

 

Arkad sees Stella talking to another Girl while handing out Soup to The long Line of People.

 

Arkad approached the two women and greeted them, ‘Good morning, Ste’lla. Sorry for sleeping late. I was more exhausted than I thought.’

 

Mysa shrugged her shoulders, ‘Well...erm, Captain? If you don’t want to tell me that’s your business.’ The former Sith lord looked around the ship’s interior, ‘Where’s the bathroom? I could really use a shower after what happened today.’

 

Garak go out of his medication and take off his mask.
"Sure, plan is simple. We will find good place to hide and watching the stronghold. We have to waiting as they leave the safe place and in that moment we will strike. So to do the task we have to be like spider in the web." Sith smile and nod in the left door.
" Bathroom here is realy small, so be carefull. "

 

‘Sounds like a decent plan, alright,’ Mysa nodded. The young woman turned to the bath but then looked back to Garak, ‘Oh, and if you need something: don’t hesitate to ask. I owe you for helping me.’ She stopped before the bath, ‘Really small? I guess I better take the armour off before going in then.’ Mysa unlatched the armour pieces Garak had given her and pulled them off her body, setting them aside and leaving her in the bodysuit that hugged all her curves.
Going inside the left door, Mysa looked around the tiny bath: just a toilet, a sink and a shower stall. She unzipped the suit and peeled it off herself, the suit sticking to her skin from the sweat of the long day. Managing to wrestle it from her body, Mysa put it in a small pile. Mysa grimaced as she looked at herself in the mirror: her robotic arm shining silvery as if to mock her own failure, her purple eyes shot red and with dark bags beneath from exhaustion. Turning around, she saw the deep fresh scar from the Twi’lek padawan’s slash across her back. Mysa was conflicted between feeling rage or shame at her state.
She shook her head and stepped into the shower. The warm water cascaded down her body, soothing her skin. She lathered herself with soap but the new sensation of the metal hand touching her skin was alien and strange, like it belonged to someone else. Finishing the shower, she dried herself as good as she could in the small cubicle-like bath. Mysa stood there thinking about putting the suit on again, but decided against it. She opened the door a bit and looked out, ‘Garak? You don’t happen to have some clothes for me?’

 

Garak go inside meditate, and he didn't answer her. But HK-52 turn around to her.
"(Inform) Nude meatbag, master didn't bring here clothes shop. (Suggest) But you can wore robes of Jedi, what was left after asking to him question. (Inform) He was weak, he keept only two hours." Droid poit at door on the right and return to calbration of cannons.