Star Wars The Old Republic

Verne scratched his head and laughed, ‘All the teasing makes it worth every credit, huh?’

‘I can relate,’ Verne smiled, ‘I had the same experience in the Jedi Order. It didn’t work out and now I’m a freelancer or smuggler or bounty hunfer, whatever pays the bills for the day.’ He raised an eyebrow, ‘Best sniper? That’s quite incredible, I’m glad you are on my side then, I’d prefer to know when the end comes, not being shot from a mile away.’

‘I’ll take your word for it,’ Verne chuckled, ‘Interesting taste in music. Not that bad really.’

‘Well, you going to check out the guns or was there something else?’ Verne smiled at Kate, his cheeks still a bit flushed from her teasing.

 

Kate chuckles and winks, "You tell me, captain. If you're interested, just call me." She turns around slowly, making sure Verne got an eyefull of her curvy ass wrapped in her tight bodysuit. "I'll go check on those weapons then." She giggles, while walking away towards the weapons locker.

 

Verne blushed once more, ‘I-I’ll think about it.’ His eyes were glued to her bum in the black suit, leaving very little to his imagination.

When Kate got back to the weapons locker in the cargo room, she put in the code Verne had told her on the keypad. After a whirring sound, the doors unlocked with a thud. Pulling them open, she found ...

 

Kate manages to open The Weapons Locker with Vernes Combination. Inside of it she finds a A 280 C Blaster Rifle and a RK-3 Blasterpistol.

 

"Hmm. Pretty basic stuff." Kate grumbles to herself as she takes the blaster rifle. She closes the locker again, then walks back to their shared room.

 

Tiya turns off The Music after a while and wanders around The Ship. She finds Verne in The Engine Room.

"Hey....need a Hand?"

 

Verne finished his inspection on the relay, finding it working normally again. He wiped off his hands and turned around to Tiya, ‘Hey. No, you don’t need to, thanks for offering. It’s running well enough, just going over some systems.’

 

As Kate returned to the sleeping quarters, she sits on a nearby bed. Then slowly takes apart the blaster rifle she borrowed, making sure to place every piece on her bed.

 

Tiya takes a look at The Ships engine anyway, looking for any issues or things that needs fixing.

 

‘Uhm, sure, are you interested in engines? Knock yourself out,’ Verne chuckled, as he looked at Tiya checking out the engine.

‘I’ll go and wash my hands, if you don’t mind,’ Verne said, ‘Don’t want to smear grease everywhere.’

Verne headed to his room and the small bathroom there to wash the grease off his hands with soap.

 

Tiya heads out of The Engineroom ten minutes Later and heads to The Bathroom wash her Dirty Hands.

She walks past Kate and sees her taking appart The Weapon.

"Did Verne allow You to take that appart?"

 

Still in the middle of disassembling the blaster rifle, Kate looks at Tiya, "Well, lets just say he did. How else would I get it from the sealed weapons locker?" She shrugged, before starting on the weapons again.

 

"Hacking The Lock? Any Idiot could do that" She eyes her.

 

"Uh huh. Sure, lets say I did just that." Kate decides to ignore the mandalorian, as she continues to work on taking apart the blaster rifle.

 

Tiya nods

"Atleast Your Honest" she heads in The Bathroom and locks The Door.

 

Verne finished cleaning his hands and headed out again, he went to the crew quarters and knocked on the door, ‘Kate? You in there?’

 

"Yeah, I'm here. Don't worry, I'm not naked." Kate shouts from her bed, she sighs as she finally finishes disassembling the blaster rifle. Each part carefully placed on her bed.

 

Verne opened the door when Kate shouted. He stepped in the room, ‘Yeah, this is women’s room now, I think.’

He looked at the bed and the disassembled gun, ‘Hey, I see you found something. Not very fancy, sorry.’ He shrugged, ‘We might have to invest in some better weapons at some point.’

 

"Oh? Invest? Does that mean you plan on keeping us as a crew?" Kate asked, while she begins assembling the weapon.

 

‘I still owe you two for busting me out of prison,’ Verne scratched his chin, ‘So, I think we’ll keep working together for the forseeable future and, hey, you can never go wrong investing in a good blaster.’ He smiled.

Verne watched her work, ‘Mhm, you weren’t kidding. You definitely know your way around a gun.’