Eve nods, heading back to the guild with Valentija. Where she looks at the board, pondering which bounty to take. "Hm. Dr. Thrax, Captain Benedrax, Marquess Valdoon. One of these three I suppose." She looks to her companion to hear her input on one of the three.
"Hmm..." Valentija nods. "Well, Thrax seems like he needs to die, but taking that bounty would technically be doing the work of the Imperial remnant - which I'm a little antsy about, personally." She gazes at the board. "Benedrax is definitely corrupt, though I'd say he might not be the greatest evil in the galaxy. He probably would be an easy mark, though." The blonde looks at Valdoon's face. "On the other hand, the marquess seems like pure evil - definitely the type of guy your creator wanted to get rid of. But still, killing him won't be easy."
"I see, I expected as much." Eve replied, "From what I gather, Thrax seems keen on betraying his employers, who are all involved in crime. I doubt he'll live much longer. And Benedrax, though corrupt, seems too eager in sating his lust. Another way to lead to his eventual downfall. As for the Marquess. I suppose he has the funds, and men to keep terrorizing his people. So yes, I propose we take him down first." She gave her own opinion, picking Valdoon as her next bounty.
"Very well." The blonde nods. Pressing her datapad to the board, Eve downloads some information about her target. Generally, he spends most of his time in a small palace built into the deep desert - the only people going in and out being servants, 'entertainment', guards and corporate figures. Otherwise, Valdoon spends most of his free time on 'hunting trips' taking a pleasure barge into the desert, escorted by several skiffs with a handful of guards on each.
"I see." Eve mumbled as she read the information, "It seems our only chance would be when he goes on his 'hunting trips,' as passing ourselves off as this entertainment might prove troublesome as we can't bring our weapons." She then tries to think of a plan of action, "I propose we wait for him to take on his cruise, you can then use our newly installed weapons to destroy his men. While I charge in and finish him off."
"Very well, then let us head to the planet. We can look for vantage points we can use." Eve nods, heading back to the ship and taking off.
Just south of a day later, the ship lands at the Mos Eisley spaceport, a massive throng of colorful people moving back and forth under the harsh binary suns.
"We're here." Eve said as she stands from her seat, "Using this ship to scout might give up our intentions. So perhaps we should do it on foot, or by borrowing a hover craft?" She asked, as she prepares to exit, a little bit too eager to kill another corrupt individual. Hopefully her lust doesn't flare up any time soon.
Isabia drop herself on her knees to awoid getting hit and shoot stun by instinct in direction from where come shoots.
"Non taken." Tow smirked. The first thought of the woman was to be cuffed herself - Tow would do that, eventually. She wondered which way she swinged, but it seemed the female Twi'lek was more of a sub. "Check the terminal." She as she made her way to her bounty's body and started searching for some kind of key or code... and maybe some credits. If that failed, she would check the droids recording for the moment the man opened the safe.
"I probably would advise against going on foot." The blonde smirks. "I don't know about how your body works, but I tend not to do well in the deep desert. As for transport, there should be plenty of speeder rental places - or we could maybe steal one."
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia: 99+10 (Crit) Perron: 32 Stun Damage: 79+10 (Crit)=89 Pelagia Perron's HP: 11 "Ahhh!" Looking into the room, Isabia sees a dessicated office. The buxom blonde Imperial takes cover behind a desk, blinking and dazed after taking a partial hit from Isabia's stun shot. She opens fire with a standard Imperial blaster, but dazed as she is, her shots all go wide.
"Very well." Eve nods, but as Valentija suggested stealing, an act she was made to cleanse from the universe. The android shakes her head, "No, we still have funds." She replied, though her tone was a bit more forceful than her usual flat one. With that done, they head out in search of a rental place, so that they could start scouting.
Unfortunately, it looks like Vernie wasn't dumb enough to leave obvious clues as to the safe's combination. Nonetheless - a search of the droid's memory banks reveals a stored video. Tow recognises a Mirialan woman of about 19 or 20 from the bounty info - the senator's daughter. The video shows her seeming very enthusiastic as she's ravaged by the now-dead Vernie, before posing for the money shot. Looking at the file data, it seems like this is the only copy of the video.
"Sure, I'm in no hurry to become a thief, either." Valentija nods. It isn't long before they find a shop - they're a common sight on a desert planet, where walking to locations is arduous. "Hey, how can I help 'ya?" A middle aged man stands behind the counter, eyeing Eve up like the last few shopkeepers. After an introduction, he shows Eve the two items he has in stock. The first, is a cheap but desiccated speeder for 250 credits: The second looks far newer, faster and safer, but also carries the larger cost of 500 credits.
Isabia use her jetpack to move faster to Pelagia, and shoot her again with the stun, then kick her to knock her out before she returns to her mind clear.
Eve takes note of most of the shopkeepers gazes, though she shrugs it off due to her unique appearance. Mainly her clothes which was specially made for her. And as they reached a show, looking at their choices. "Hmm. The obvious choice would be the faster one, so we'll take the newer model, please." She said as she hands over the credits.
Spoiler: Combat Roll D100: Isabia: 17+10 Perron: 54-10 (Stunned)=44 Blunt Damage: 17 Isabia HP: 83 As Isabia moves in, Perron slams her blaster into the side of the Mandalorian's head, the weak helmet not stopping her ears from ringing.
