The pilot takes a seat, looking at the siblings. "I see you're getting to know the new squad." She shakes their hands.
Cyrus is already headed to the ship. He talks as he moves. "All I know is that it was some kind of explosion. Zann is sending some men with us. Mandalorians."
An aide directs Paz to Zann's office, where he finds the man with one of the young warriors, talking. The crime lord looks up. "Visla. Need something?"
Vahlia and her crew gets down as the wall crumbles. She was shocked she got caught in the war of all her luck. Having a sith artifact in her midst both sides would pay huge for such an artifact. She just needs to live long enough to make the deal and get the hell out of here.
The leader decides to fight her way way out. She and her troop use grenades to blast a way through the stormtroopers. Several Twi'leks are killed, but they manage to reach a number of transports. She points at one. "Take that ship. The pilot will take you back to our base, where we'll put you in contact with Zann." She darts off towards her own craft, dodging laser fire. Between Vahlia and the transport are a group of four stormtroopers, led by an officer.
The warrior marches up to Paz. "No! I'm a Mandalorian like you. I can fight if I want to. He'll pay us". Zann gestures for the youth to leave. "Go on, kid, let the two of us talk". Reluctantly, he does as he's told, bumping Paz's shoulder as he leaves.
He watches The Young Warrior leave before He speaks. "Our Arrangement was that I take The Jobs, not Members of My Clan. I Hope You Honour that Promise and dont break that Promise."
Zann leans back. "The deal was that I wouldn't make the members of your clan join me. I haven't. They approached me. They're tired of hiding. They were barely off of the ship before they barged through my door demanding work."
"Fine. Because of our business arrangement, I'll spread the word that your clan mates are not to go on ops. You should try to talk with them, though. I wouldn't be surprised if some of them left. They want to fight". He speaks into a communicator, telling someone that the Mandos are off the mission.
Gailte smirks and kisses the woman on lips. "Then don't." She chuckled. "We made a little holo, for memory." She commented. "You look on it most... undignified. But at least you look like you enjoyed yourself." She said as she traced her hand over Zenobia's breast.
"You have no idea". She kisses Gailte. "Still, as much as I want to stay in this bed and play with you until we both collapse from exhaustion, we both have work to do." She gets out of bed, managing to grope Nyni as she stands. "Your crew is probably raring for a fight, and I have to meet my contact". On wobbly legs, she hobbles to the bathroom and begins fixing her makeup. She looks back. "I hope I don't have to explain that that holo shouldn't end up in the wrong person's hands?"
"Mandalorians, hmm? " She thought of how she was seeing them with recurring frequency, but let it go. Grabbing her tools, she got herself ready with the things she would need to deal with things burns and shrapnel, a little wary about going into a apparent live fire zone, but wasn't going to back away from it either. Getting her stuff ready and placing some medical gloves on her hands, she gave him a quick nod. "Better not waste time then....if it's as serious as they say, the odds of survival aren't good."
He leads her to his ship. On the docking bay, she sees a number of armoured figures. They receive a transmission of some kind, but quickly turn it off as Cyrus approaches. The captain grumbles out "All right, get aboard. We're headed into a combat zone, so be prepared for anything." They head inside, and Cyrus heads to the cockpit. As their paths diverge, he grabs Danann and kisses her hard. "For luck". They can feel the ship lifting up, and heading out into the vacuum of space.
Gailte smirks as she walks up to Zenobia, with sway of her hips, and clicking of her heels. She grabs Zenobia's chin and raised it slightly. "The only one recognisable on this holo is you." She smirks as she shows the holo to admiral. She then slides her hand under younger woman's clothes, sliding the holo inside the blond's pussy. "So it's only natural that you keep it." She paused then smirked. "After you get into your quarter, you should be able to easily hide or destroy it..." She pressed her naked breasts to admiral's clothed chest, threw her hands around her neck and kissed her deeply.
Fendrat shrug his head. "Sorry, but I can't tell you. That information is too valube to be spread. If admiral will find out, they will get my balls on silver plate." He said thinking about Jedi, what She doing right now. How she passing slavery? "I can only say, that person was realy dangrous and you wouldn't want to meet that person in dark alley."
Zenobia gasps as the foreign object is pressed inside her. She kisses the other woman back, passionately. "Together, Gailte, nothing can stop us. We can rise higher than we've ever dreamed." She pirouettes nimbly, spinning around until she's behind Gailte, pressing the Commodore into the sink. "Next time, though, I'm in charge". She slaps the older woman's ass.
Dannan was quick to get on board. and quick to open her mouth as they kissed. Her reaction of exploring his mouth was almost instant, but there wasn't any time to take it further than that. She still had a job to do. And she was generally good at it too. At least, she wouldn't be entirely alone for this. In her head, she still debated about Art...that would be a problem. But she couldn't have anything distracting her right now. She'd just have to cross that bridge when she comes to it. So she waited with the crew as they got ready for action.
Cara wriggles her fingers. "Oooh, scary". She smiles, to show that she's joking around rather than being malicious. She begins checking that the fighter is firmly secured to the platform. "You know, these pilots think that they're such hot shit. I hate them. They're all arrogant. Without us, they'd never even get these things in the air, but they get all the credit."
