The merc grins. "Fine, I gave you a chance, buddy". He wraps a hand Paz's arm and lifts him up out of his seat with a massive burst of strength.
"Understood." DT-L30 nods, while waiting to arrive at their destination. He decides to discreetly use the Force to tease the admiral's naughty bits.
Paz grabs his Cup of Beer with The Other Hand and slams it into The Mercenarys Face before shoving his Kneeplate into his Crotch
Dannan was to say the very least, getting annoyed. They obviously planned on killing him. The consortium could always just hire more mercanries...and ones who didn’t have enemies. On paper, it would be easier to just leave things be...but she had found herself readying the vibroknife, letting the guy feel it press against his neck. “You had to go and make this awkward. To clarify. You will either lose the grudge or lose your other eye.”
As the ship leaves the hangar and heads off into hyperspace, he hears the admiral gasp. She passes it off by coughing, but he can see her breathing deepen.
The merc doubles over in pain, but manages to grab Paz and smash him against the bar. From the angle he's being pinned down in, he can see the busty woman from Coruscant holding a knife to the rodian's neck. The rodian looks back at Danann. "You don't want to do this. I got friends, woman".
DT-L30 keeps a straight expression, but he keeps on teasing Zenobia's nipples, and clitoris. He then begins to stop for a few seconds, only to resume when she least expects it.
Paz rushes his Head backwards. The Back of his Beskar Helmet impacts with The Mercenarys Nose. He draws his Combatknife from his left Boot and stabs him in The Arm several Times while kicking him in The knee as hard as Possible.
She keeps her composure for the most part, but is beginning to squirm. "If you'll excuse me". She heads into a different area of the ship.
There's a sickening crack as the man's leg breaks, and he falls, moaning in pain. The rodian looks panicked, and begins reaching for his blaster, out of the woman's sight.
"Fuckface...."Paz grabs another Cup from The Barcounter and throws it at full Force towards The Rodian
“So if I understand you correctly, you’re telling me to just kill you now so you don’t live to tell about it?” Dannan could see some of how the fight was going, but was mostly focused on pressuring the boss. The knife had slid along his neck, not deep enough to be seriously damaging but felt as she dragged it upwards to where he could see the glimpse of it in his limited vision as it started to angle. “How much are you willing to bet that I’m not really going to do it? I know the answer. Feel like putting money on it?”
"Mm. Guess I should follow her." He sighed, as if he was only doing it to keep up his cover of being her bodyguard. DT-L30 then leaves, following Zenobia. When he sees her, "Nervous?" He asked, pretending he doesn't know what's happening to her.
Gailte sights. "Scram." She ordered her slaves. As they are gone, and her office again clean, she turned to the door. "Come in." she ordered.
The Rodian blinks. "Okay, Okay! Put the knife down, you crazy bit-, ooph!" He's cut off as a glass flies into his face, shattering. He puts a hand to his leathery skin, feeling the cuts on it. He looks at Paz. "You prick!"
Zenobia smiles, putting up a good act, but looming flushed. "No, just needed to use the ladies room! Your concern is appreciated, however, DT-L30."
Paz marches to The Table and stops before The Rodian, he remembers The Women but for now focuses on The Rodian "I couldnt hear that. Say that Again!"
His one eye looks up at the Mandalorian with hatred, still conscious of the knife. "You bastard! I spent five years doing hard labour because of you!"
"Vice-Admiral." she greets Zenobia, allowing the woman to enjoy her new title. "We should be ready to leave soon. Gailte raised her eyebrow looking at the bags.
