Shit shit shit... Don't suppose there's some magic you know that'd help in this situation? He mentally asks Quintet Magician, as he raises the rifle.
"Stay there." Adam whispers to Seth and then shouts in mock pain, before tip toe-ing over to the doorway, taking cover beside it. Using Seth as a...
"...I will give you a contract for 50% of the planet Va-rum's Tibanna gas production. In exchange, you will arm my people and begin our...
"Shhh... I won't hurt you unless you give me cause to, fishy..." She approaches, projecting her lust into the mix to make him both fear and desire...
"Good boy. Now, let's...renegotiate." she smirks, approaching him and focusing her Force Corruption to increase his fear.
"Tsk tsk..." Isis sighs. "Keep making mistakes like that, and they'll be the last you ever make. Pick it up, and if you try to press the silent...
"Oh no, you wish I was a Jedi." She tosses the collar onto his desk. "Put it on." For emphasis, she makes his trigger finger twitch a little.
"Y-You're right, master... Such actions demand a punishment." She holds out a hand, using the Force to point the blaster at his own skull.
"Ore, gold, precious stones, labor..." She says, before her eyes go wide as she sees the blaster. "M-Master?" She examines the collar, looking to...
"Aiii!" Isis grits her teeth as he grabs her. "Y-Yes, sir... Weapons and...Military Equipment... Enough for several hundred soldiers to begin...
"Shall we go somewhere more...comfortable, master?" She looks around the spaceport dock, using Force Corruption on the man to try and increase his...
Are...Are you fucking serious? Isis feels a hot rush of pure rage run through her, and she barely manages to restrain herself from wringing his...
Heh heh, I might have ordered you to do this, but don't think I won't punish you for it... Isis moans and looks at her 'mistress' with fear....
"Perhaps this one might negotiate on your behalf, great one, if you wish to explore the city?" Isis bows to her acolyte.
"Try to get them to say what they want. You have the resources of an entire planet at your disposal. They'll want something." She responds.
She leans in to her acolyte. "Head to the Nemoidian and inquire about weapons for Hyvex." She falls back a few paces behind the woman, as though...
"3000 credits, for me..." Isis chuckles. "I should have removed that impudent insect's eyes out for the disrespect." She continues to look around,...
"3000?" Isis raises an euebrow.
Flanked by her guards, Isis struts like a queen across the tarmac, as she searches for a Trade Federation representative. As she does, though, she...
Isis orders one of her guards to contact the spaceport and arrange for them to let her land.
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