Song shrugs. "Not all to the same woman. I'm lucky he acknowledged me as his. A lot of bigwigs don't". He turns to the Zeltron. "She makes a good point".
Ordo's eyes open. "Shit, you were with the boss man himself? Shame what those pointy head Sith freaks did to him".
"Dantooine. You have to know where that is, right? But I wouldn't worry about sticking around too long or not. You can go...just...you know, as soon as I get whatever it is you are actually hiding. And I'm going to need you to work with me a little bit here and help me find it. Girls just want nice things, after all." Placing a hand against his super feminine cheek, he posed for a moment, looking dreamily off in his own world...then snapped back to reality, with a rather serious look emerging in his eyes. "So, I'm going to need an answer to where all the good stuff is...and if I don't like it..." Kayana wasn't willing to let the idea go that there was still some sort of treasure somewhere.
Fendrat sometimes forgotten, that not all people like smell of oil, droids parts and cleaners to machines. "Hmm... You are right guys, I will take a shower. Thanks for advise." He said taking his things and walk to bathroom and close the door behind him. "Let's hope my ero-pheromones didn't be around full room, like the last time. This ship is too small for running away from horny females." He said and steped under the water.
The old man looks a little interested, before he shrugs. "We just have some droid parts. Some of the boys might have left some spice here, too, but not enough to be worth your time."
Paz looks around The Hangar. "Yeah a shame...But this isn't over yet. From Brother to Brother....Be careful. It wouldnt suprise Me if they look for her here aswell. I suggest You stay low for a while."
He nods. "I'm just gonna conclude my deal here, and then I'm gone. Ain't got much need for a guy like me on a mining station." He gestures towards the Captain. "Hey, I don't have time to do what I really want with her, but do you think that I could play with her for a bit, just for the road?"
Gailte slowly opens her eyes and glares at the Mandalorian. When the time came, she would have her revenge.
"Okay...see? That's the kind of answer that rubs people the wrong way. Are you sure you want to play this game? Because I might just strip you from those optical sensors and salvage those, like one of those sand cracked in the ass Jawas would." Almost inventing a new kind of way to insult the scavengers off the top of his head, it didn't change the point of his threats. Having an inkling that it might be because the pilot didn't seriously think the cyborg would do anything, he began to approach, but kept tensed to react to any sudden or stupid moves as he got in arms reach to use the vibroblade.
Ordo grins at her. "Don't worry 'bout a thing, darlin'. I ain't gonna hurt you. It's just, with a body like yours, it'd be a shame not to at least get a handful."
'Yeah, you better,' Loreley laughed as the red-skinned alien left the common room. She looked to Song, 'We'd probably have an easier time if he had to seduce a robot.' She got up from her seat and went over to a water fountain, getting a cup to drink. When she came back, she sat down again and looked to Song, 'Why are you just standing there? Come on, sit down or something,' Loreley laughed, 'All that gear can't be too light.'
Song laughs and takes a seat, close to her, but not within her personal space. "So, why'd you join up?"
"Have you never heard?" She whispers calmly, tired after her ordeal. "That there is no hell like a woman scorned?" It could have sounded threateningly - if it didn't come out from almost naked woman, standing in cage, with hands tied above her head,
"Whatever. You're not going to be able to do much to me, when you're Dele's slave. That's right. He survived your little battle, and he's probably really pissed. My touch will seem like an angel's after what he does to you. He's a sick fuck, that guy". He sticks his hand through the bars of the cage, and caresses her breasts.
"Ugh. Guess nobody wants parts from the Jurassic era anyway. Those droid parts are mine though." Lowering the blade, the only real reason was due to the fact that he wasn't confident he'd be able to make sure the guy would survive any impromptu surgery. Leaving a corpse and a stolen ship behind would be a lot more high profile than he'd actually want. He'd have to just settle for mostly useless parts to grab and just make his way to his contact. He probably wouldn't find anyone desperate enough to buy them here, so he'd just hold on to them for later, when he'd arrive at a remote planet where they couldn't afford to be picky.
Loreley looked to DT, 'Should I even ask you, Deet? I know you can stand for days with those legs.' She smiled and drew in one leg, where she rested her elbow on her knee, 'Well, let's see... I'm from Kuat and my father works for KDY building big ships. I wanted to join up even during the clone wars. I think it was Venators they built back then. But... well, I was six and they had all their clone pilots to fill the jobs. So, that didn't really work out.' She laughed, 'First chance I got, I went off to the Academy. And I got posted on the Harbinger two weeks ago, my father was really proud and happy since he helped build that SD.' She smirked with one corner of her mouth, 'Of course paying back the rebel scum for that last attack on Kuat will keep me motivated. I didn't know anybody who died, but still it's my home and they're my people.'
"I'm sorry that your homeworld got hit." Song looks at her. "If it's any consolation, taking a Jedi off the board removes a potential Rebel asset. They might not be able to do it again, because of what we're about to do."
