DT-L30 salutes the Commodore, "We believe the pirates have an inside man among the rebel ranks, our reason for doing so is. The fact that they've managed to arrive at this area, right after a big fight. The pirate crew's name is the Golden Wildings, according to the commander, they're a small outfit that operate just outside of Coruscant."
"Yes, I want all of the areas taken by rebels with Imperial that were in the area to be covered." "Good. As soon as it's operational, I want the destroyer on it's way to Coruscant." "Well, that is an awkward family reunion - but a happy one, since both of you live." Gailte smiled. "So, what is it about Pirates?" Gailte salutes back. "Good to have you onboard."
Gailte sighted. "Yet another obstacle to deal with. We will have to report this to command." She turned to DT. "Good work." "Valeria, as soon as we are ready to depart, report."
Loreley nodded at the Commodore's kind words and smiled back, she let DT step forward and explain: While DT spoke, Loreley let her own gaze wander over the Commodore's ample curves, a strange interest in other women having awoken in her due to her recent lesbian experiences.
"There's a million and half good reasons for that, but there's no time to list them all." Dannan grabbed the bottle from Sara as she pondered about it in her head. "'I'll see what I can do. Any thoughts on what I should do if he won't take it?"
"Àll right". He examines her. "We'll have to pump the dust out of her lungs, and remove the protrusion. Please, sir. Wait outside". A nurse takes his arm. "Are you injured?"
Fendrat nod friendly. "Don't worry, every man have own limits of things what could go through. I don't know how would I react if one of my family member was killed before my eyes." He said, didn't mention fact, that he didn't know too much about his family since Accademy. "And I don't think she was a Jedi... She looks more like some renegat or Sith, if you ask me. I hope admirals will send Inquisitors after her, It is perfect task for Force users."
Valeria says "The ISD task force reports that the ship is ready to go. We have Coruscant programmed into the navicomputer. We'll leave now". As she speaks, the two Victory class ships and the ISD make the jump to Coruscant. Gailte notices Loreley looking at her curves. Her cousin does the same, though more subtly.
Sara hands her a small electric prod. "Press this against his skin. It should be enough to knock him out. Be careful, though. He's a pretty decent fighter."
"What? But I'm naked, mistress". She gasps at her use of the honorific, as if it wasn't a conscious choice to call Vahlia her mistress.
Fendrat hold the wall, as they jump, thinking about what happen. "It will be hard hunting for them I would say. Holding ship by the Force isn't something what any Jedi could do, so our hunters better go well preper for that fight." He wink to officer. "And if they let me, I would upgrade their weapon like no one before."
"Please, don't threaten us sir. We're just trying to help". She moves the front plates of his armour, and his undershirt, using a machine to scan the broken ribs, before using another to mend them through the skin. After a while, he feels a sharp pain, that lessens quickly until he feels the rib mend. The nurse stands up. "Your friend will have to spend time in a bacta tank, I'm afraid. You seemed very concerned about her. Is she someone special to you?"
Reakk grins. "I bet". Cara comes up. "We have the power module on the communicator exposed. You can work on it when you like".
Fendrat without any comments go to take care of communicator. "I may be weird, but I realy enjoy mechanic and engine, maybe too much." He chuckled, getting to work.
