"I have no doubts to this, just it could be done faster. It is better to get know new ways on fixing problem." He made circles by srewdriver, in his fingers.
Fendrat smile give to her tool. "Oh, you are so sure? So come on, show me how you will do it? I'm intrested your metods."
Paz nods. "Well I Appreciate it. You don't mind If I get rid of this Guy right?" He draws his Pistol.
"Ah, I understand. You maybe nervous after all. Even if they were traitors, you were still surrounded by storm troopers, which seemed like allies. So you were easily able to brush aside your anxiety. But now, we'll be surrounded by unknowns." He sighed, still teasing her breasts, "Don't worry though, I'll be there with you." He smiles, his target moving from her nipples, to her clit.
Fendrat look at her action and moves. He scrach himself in the head. "Not bad, not bad. Did you learn that in accademy?"
DT-L30 smiles, "Just relax, I'm sure we'll be fine." He said, before turning around, "Anyway, doing a few deep breaths, maybe that'll help you." He suggested as he walked away, making sure to tease her clit one last time before leaving. He'd have tried something with the admiral, but they were about to embark on a mission. And Xarrina's words about temptation echoed in his head.
She shakes her head. For the first time, he gets a good view of her face. "No. I was a scrapper for a while. You have to be good with this stuff, or you get electrocuted."
Paz sighs and Shoots him in The Back as He runs trough The Bar. His Body Lands on The Floor close to Doran.
The ship jolts as it leaves hyperspace, and they descend into the clouds of Bespin. DT finds Zenobia, far more composed, at the docking ramp. As they land on the mining station, she asks the death trooper "ready?"
The bartender looks at Dano, Paz and Danann. "Get out. You're all banned". Danann sees the money and drugs are both still in the booth.
DT-L30 was a little impressed she's already managed to compose herself. He nods as the admiral asked him, "Yeah, let's go." He said, clutching his blaster rifle.
The commodore laughed "Maybe you are right." Gailte shook her head. "We are ready to go - now how should we proceed? We go to the place we were designated to cover, you want to go to your informant, or do you have something else in mind?"
The ramp opens, revealing the amber hue of the Bespin sky, and the floating city below it. As Zenobia walks out onto the platform, a moustachioed man in a cape walks towards them, ignoring DT as he shoots the blonde a lascivious grin. "Countess! How good that you were able to join us. Please follow me." His eyes rove around the Admiral's body. He leads them inside Cloud City, into a well furnished loft. "The game will begin in a little while. We still have to wait for the players. Please, if you need anything..." Zenobia nods. "I'll contact you. Thank you, Administrator Calrissian." He kisses her hand. "This loft is yours until the game. See you soon". He departs. Zenobia stretches out. She asks DT "So, what do you think?"
"Go to the rendezvous with Admiral Motti near Mon Cala. He will direct you as to where you should position your ships. If the informant has any useable information, I'll contact you".
DT-L30 remained silent, as the man lead them around, whole oogling the admiral's body. Then as he left them in a loft, DT-L30 chuckles, "What I think? I think that admin will be more than happy to win your body in a wager." He replied, before looking around their loft for anything suspicious, like a camera, or recorder spying on them.
