The Twi'lek looks troubled. "Fine, as long as you swear not to hurt the people here". She deactivates her lightsaber, and throws it at DT's feet, gently lowering the Zeltron to the ground. "Porra, let him go." The bouncer frees Song, pushing him. "As long as you're not with the Inquisitors, I guess I can accept that deal." She gives a half hearted grin. "I totally would have beaten you, though".
Yasmeena swirls her tongue around Paz's dick, bobbing her head further down his length, as her fingers squeeze and massage his balls.
Paz moans, putting a Hand on The Back of her head, not pushing her head. "Kriff we gotta do more business in The Future....mhm.....Youre with The Rebellion?"
She pulls her head off of his dick. "Um, yeah." She deep throats him, taking his whole length in her mouth.
Yasmeena shakes her head on his cock, swirling her tongue around under his foreskin, before pulling back. "Nope. I just want to convince you to take off your helmet". She smirks, and dives back on his cock, swallowing the entire thing in one fluid motion.
"Good choice." DT-L30 sheaths his vibroblade, while picking up the lightsabre. "If the inquisitors were after you, they'd be here instead of us." He replied, as he activates his coms, "Captain, we've secured the package, alive. I request a audience with Moff Tarkin, along with the prisoner. I'm sure he'd find it a waste to see someone with her body go to the inquisitors. We will now head for the extraction point." He said through his coms, before looking at the Fendrat, "Tie her hands behind her back, so we can head out."
The Captain responds "I don't have the authority to get you a meeting with Tarkin, soldier. The Admiral knows him, so ask her when you get your debriefing. We'll be waiting at the LZ. See you soon, soldier. Well done. By the way, be careful on the way out. After your firefight, law enforcement is swarming all over the city." The Jedi laughs. "You want an audience with Grand Moff Tarkin? You're ambitious, aren't you?" She moves to her wardrobe and puts on some tight fitting leather clothes. "It'd be a bit odd if you were marching a naked woman through the streets, don't you think". She puts her hands behind her back, ready to be handcuffed, and looks at DT and Fendrat. "You know, I could have given you pleasure like you couldn't believe. If I wasn't hiding from the Empire I could have made thousands of credits on Coruscant. But whatever, Tarkin gets me instead. Now you get to imagine me with him during the lonely nights at the barracks".
Max-7 notices the commotion coming out of the bar and fires a blaster shot at the man behind Valhia. Sending him out cold. He runs after Valhia who he sees holding the targets hand. With Max-7 behind her Valhia runs with her staff in one hand and her target in the other until they enter a deserted ally. She swings him to the wall as she puts her staff away. She pulls out a knife in direct line to his throat. She freezes for a moment before killing him she speaks knowing her target isn’t going anywhere now. “I’ll spare your life if you tell me who the fuck those piece of shit where back there!? Who do you work for!?”
He holds his hands up in supplication. "They were just some thugs working for a small time Hutt! I don't work for anyone! I just did a job for them. They think I stole from them".
Fendrat was happy, that they managed to survive, he was also impres by speaking skills of Deet. He massage his throat and quickly go with handcuffs to tied her hands. "I'm realy sure you would give us that. Probably it will change nothing but I thank you for your wise decition. Empire army isn't that bad, as long as you do what they command." He security her hands and put on her cloak, to hide her hands. "Do you have something what you want take with you? We won't return here later."
She gives him a look, searching for mockery or deceit. "You're a good man. Way too good for the Empire. There's another lightsaber, taped above the fan. Could you grab that? It was my old master's, before the clones got her. It means a lot to me".
"Understood." He replied to the captain before turning to Song, "I'll draw the law enforcements away. The rest of you head for the LZ." He said as he checks to see if the jedi had been bound, before leaving. DT-L30 rushes out of the cantina, aiming to attract the cops attention.
He nod to her. "Of course I will take it." He said and look in the fan, checking if it wasn't here any traps. He take lightsaber of her master and her own lightsaber. He give worry look to his friend. "Okey Deet, we will secure her." He said and grab Jedi by shoulder, gently but strong enough to hold her. "Maybe it will not intrest you, but I'm only one of Enginers, most my time spending in hangar fixing and creating mechanic and droids. I realy like my job, until they send me on mission." He said and after Deet take attetion of lokal cops, they go, to awoid attetion.
DT leaves, and it doesn't take long before he sees a squad of four guardsmen. "Hey, you! Let's see some identifi-" The sergeant squints. "Wait, is that a death trooper helmet?"
"Damn right it is. Now turn back, you're interrupting official business." He replied, waiting to see their reaction. If they comply, DT-L30 leaves to head for the landing zone, if they try to put up some resistance, he'll proceed to knock them all out in a fist fight.
"I fought for Palpatine, once, and it got me branded a traitor, with all of my friends dead. Don't let yourself end up like me. Keep the lightsaber. You'll have to give mine to your leader, I'm guessing, but keep my master's. She was a good person. She'd have prefered that someone like you had it, rather than it becoming the keepsake of some officer." Meera, Song, and the other two death troopers are waiting outside. Fendrat can see DT being accosted by some guardsmen. Meera asks, "So, are we going?"
There's indecision among the guardsmen. "This isn't Imperial territory. What's your business here?" The sergeant takes out a stun baton and twirls it in his hand.
Fendrat put secend lightsaber in his tools box and nod to Meera. He wasn't sure if he doing right, maybe Jedi have some plan in that? But he is realy curios how it work, he simply must find out secrets of lightsaber. That is the reason. "Yeah, we can go. I think Deet will handle it by himself." He said and they go to their ship. "So, you decided to be a dancer. May I ask why? There is a lot of different jobs what didn't have to sell body and didn't taking attetion." He ask, as they walk.
"You should have left when you had the chance." DT-L30 leaps toward the sergeant, punching his stomach with non-lethal strength, intent on knocking him out. "Anyone else?" He asked the rest of the guardsmen, prepared to fight all of them at once.
