Meera frowns. "Oh. Um, right. Okay." She drinks deeply. Song seems unaware of Meera's discomfort. "We finished up early. Just had to pull a favour. Hope you don't mind the company?"
How much Proof You need? Who else could Hire someone like Me and Risk getting on The Shitlist of The Hutts and Empire? We are supposed to bring these Weapons to Ryloth. Maybe that doesent count much but You have My Word as a Mandalorian."
Loreley put her arm around Meera and rubbed her shoulder, calling the barkeeper, 'Another drink for my friend here, please.' She turned to Song, 'No I don't mind, I was just having a chat with the barkeep.'
T manhandles Dana into the building. The guards chuckle at the sight of her. Inside, the warehouse has been converted into a living space, graffitied with gang symbols. A man she knows well, the gang leader, stands at the entrance, flanked by of his men. "Well, if it ain't the big titty doctor?" He pouts mockingly. "We were all so torn up when you left." He shouts out to the rest of the warehouse. "Hey! Guess who T just brought?" Two more men approach.
She hums for a moment. "Maybe I could let you go, in exchange for a favour from Zann. I'd need insurance, though. Maybe that Twi'lek chick. Leave her in my care, and I'll let you take your cargo back to your boss".
Meera leans in a bit. "It's okay. I'm a death trooper. I'm not going to act heartbroken. We're not even together." She skulls her glass.
'Still, I can tell you like him and he must have noticed too. Yet, he runs off alone and jumps in bed with the next chick who offers,' Loreley sighed and drank her wine, while still holding Meera's shoulder, 'I didn't tell him to invite you to dinner with us to do that of all things.'
She shakes her head. "The boy and the droid mean nothing to you. They aren't valuable hostages. Tell you what. Why don't we have a chat with her?"
Gailte sights - no rest for the wicked. "Tell them to meet me at my CIC. Also pass captain Kein to be present at the meeting." She ordered. She grabbed the datapad with the Captain's profiles and walked to CIC, while reading the document.
She shrugs. "Other fish in the sea. How about you and Song? Has he asked you out, yet? He's been babbling about it all evening". Song goes red.
"Mm." DT-L30 groaned as his cock begins to twitch inside her ass, his thrusts slowly growing erratic as he reaches his peak. "Whew... gettin close again." He said, giving her asscheeks another spank.
Loreley laughed and smirked at Meera, 'He did, but I've had enough dinner for a while after today.' She finished her wine, 'Another one if you please, barkeep.' She smiled at Song, 'But we can do something else on the last day of shoreleave.'
The first captain is the skipper of a Victory I Star Destroyer, the Earnest, by the name of Zeerik Dala. He's a talented, but not exceptional officer, who got where he is by a combination of being both competent and well connected. The second is a woman by the the name of Valeria Kine. The sister, Gailte notes, of her 2IC. She's two years older than Avina, and is her polar opposite in all respects besides her ability as a leader. She's energetic, unorthodox, and highly charismatic. She commands a Victory I, the Lion, modified to carry more fighters.
She gives another yelp and her powers begin to caress his body. "Cum in my ass, and I will literally kill you", she growls.
Meera stands. "I think that I'm going to go to the ladies' room." She leaves the two of them alone. "Hey," Song asks, "so DT's cheating, you think?"
'Well, unless that was some pretty convincing actor with Deet when I called him, then yes,' Loreley turned to Song, 'But then again, Meera said they were not together... so it's not technically cheating, I suppose. I didn't think you'd be interested in relationship gossip.' She giggled.
"You know, you've been saying that alot, but here I am. Fucking your ass." He spanks her again, "I'm beginning to think you're just bluffing." He grins, leaning closer to her to grab her breasts. While he continued his rough erratic thrusts, his cock twitching even more.
The Victory classes appear through the viewscreen. A bridge officer says "Captains requesting to come aboard, ma'am".
