'TIE flight here, we got a freighter on scope, captain,' Loreley called the corvette, 'Should we intercept and scan it?'
Gailte falls on the ground and spits blood, she then glares at Dele "You just sacraficed two ships, countless rebels and 60 thousands credits for a disgraced slut of a captain." She looked around, her head didn't as pause her eyes landed on a familiar female twi'lek. "What do you think he will sacrafice the rest of you for?" She asked hoping that it was enough to have the captain killed by his own men.
The droid inclines its head. "Why yes. If the gentleman is willing to wait, our top hostess will be performing on stage. She meets his specifications. I can inform her that you wish to see her, once she's done." As it speaks, the target comes on stage. She's stunning, almost twenty years older than she was in the holo, but even more beautiful and buxom than she was as a twenty year old. Her sedentary lifestyle has made her less muscular and a little more curvy than she was, but she is still slim and fit. She wears a fishnet top that fails to cover her large breasts, and a loincloth that fails to cover her round ass. She begins dancing seductively on a pole.
Fendrat look at her with intrested. Well, since born of Empire it been long years, so it wasn't suprising she is older. But still, he wasn't sure what to think about her. "She is beatyfull. But I not sure if I will be albe to paid. How much her service cost?"
'Aye, captain, over,' Lorely said and switched to Tarrik again, 'Let's scan this freighter discretely, alpha two.' She accelerated her interceptor and closed distance with the freighter, keeping it at the back quarter, where the sensors of the freighter should be weaker. Once in range, she initiated a scan of the bulk freighter.
The droid responds. "That depends on what you want to do with her. It's the custom here to discuss pricing with the hostess in person." The Jedi continues dancing.
"Okey, well you can live only once isn't it? Tell her, that I would like to meet with her. How do you call her?" He asked. If it wasn't be a droid, he would give him a tip.
The freighter shows no sign of having detected the Interceptors as it's scanned. It's hard to tell from this distance what it's carrying, but there are definitely weapons on board, quite a few, in fact, some of heavy calibre.
Loreley opened a secure channel to the corvette, 'TIE flight to corvette, scan shows weapons onboard, some heavy. What are your orders, captain?'
The droid says "I will inform her of your attention as soon as she finishes. I wish you an enjoyable evening, sir". The Twi'lek finishes her dance, to rapturous applause. The droid talks to her as she leaves the stage, and she comes down to the Zeltron's table. "Hello there! I heard that you waited for me. I'm flattered". He can see a few patrons looking jealousy at them.
"It is my pleasure to see you too. May I offer you something to drink?" He asked getting up, to help her sit near the table. "Your performance was impresive. Can I ask do you create it by yourself?" If she want something to drink, he will order that from droid. Let's see, if his ero-pheromones will work again or Jedi will be stronger.
"Shut the hell up!" He raises his boot to stomp down on her face, when one of Dele's men draws a blaster and holds it against the commander's head. "Sir, you are hereby being relieved of command. Drop your weapon and step away". Dele looks unimaginably furious. "You'd sell me out to this Imperial whore?" The man shakes his head. "She'll receive a trial. We're not defecting, but you are clearly not capable of command." Dele looks around and sees that he no longer has any support. The Twi'lek nods at Gailte.
Paz turns around "Perhaps. Honestly I just look for someone who doesent spit out Shit as soon as He opens his Mouth. Can I buy You a Drink?"
He sees her breathe in his Pheromones, her breathing deepening, though she still seems entirely in control. "I did, actually. I watched the other girls, and learned that way. Before long I came up with my own routine." She holds out her hand. "I'm Jika". He knows the name is fake. "What's yours?"
'We'll shadow them, aye, captain, over,' Loreley confirmed and relayed the order to Tarrik. She kept the freighter in her sight but tried to keep her ship inside its blindspot.
