Star Wars The Old Republic

Taluz nods.

"Some Syndicate on Nar Shadaa. They pay not bad, but good isnt enough these Days" he smiles

 

Sabine puts a Hand on Darias Shoulder.

"You kidding? We get along awesome."

Daria smiles. "I get along with everyone thats my Secret" she laughs.

Daria aims her Pistol and aims at them. She sits 5 out of 5 Bottles and raises her Arm. "Daria Zurt, Jedi and Destroyer of Bottles"

Sabine laughs

 

Irleen laught and grab by head both girls.

"Do you know what we have to do? Pyjamas party! Eating chips, watching movies, talking about boys and fancy clothes. You know what, why not do it now? We have still some time before reaching Felucia." She said with spark in eyes pointing on Sabine and Daria.

 

Kate grins, "A syndicate, eh. Anyone in particular? I might have dealt with some of them." She chuckles proudly, as she tries to remember any syndicate clients she might have worked with.

 

Sabine and Daria laugh.

"Yes but in My Room. Lets of Space" Sabine says exited. Daria smiles and pets Irleens shoulder. "Thats Your Best Idea for a while"




Taluz leans forward.

"Black Sun....but that stays between Us ok? You can tell Vraskin but nobody else allright?" He places a Hand on her Hand gently.

 

"Great! Daria, you go and prepare Sabine room. I will managed some snaks, and Sabine will take something to drink. Let's go." She said and go to kitchen for something sweet and salts to eat. Next she go to Sabine room. "So, what we will begin? Boys or Clothes?"

 

"Boys!" The both shout at The Same Time and then giggle, sitting down on Sabines Big Bed.

 

"OK, so what do tell on game? Who will you kiss, who will you fuck, who will you marry?"

 

"I dont know....or simply talk about them? What are Boys in The Temple like?" Sabine asks

 

Irleen think a moment about temple and others. She grin.
"Well, master Harold Of Brenn was handsome. He was one of youngest Jedi masters, always have dark hair tied in pony tail and use two swords in the same time. Once by acident imI throw on him bowl of water and I managed to see that he have great muscles too, under robe... But rest of evening I spend washing clothes of all Temple guards. " She chuckled to memories, with little bushing on cheack. " And once I drag Daria to peak on others padawans when they taking a shower. They didn't noticed us, and we could saw something intresting. " She wink to Daria.

 

Daria laughs. "Yeah more Lightsabers"

Sabine giggles. "And its true You cant flirt or have Relationships or Sex right?"

 

(So does Kate know anyone in the black sun syndicate?)

Kate raises an eyebrow, "What do you mean? You afraid they'll condemn ylu, if they find out you're working with a syndicate?" She asked, while smiling at his touch.

 

Irleen to shrug shoulders.
"It is complicated and I never understand it complety. By one way, we must keept discance to find true Force way, so relationship and mariage are forbiden. But with simply sex... I would tell that we are still human, we all have own needs and passion. So that is hard question. "

 

(She made a few Missions for them like Smuggling or collecting Money from people who owe them)


"Yes....i dont think They would understand. And that Medic Idiot would do something stupid again. I know I can tell it to You. We both are professionals"

 

Commander Leto held up his hand for the creature to stop, ‘I can here you fine where you stand, “Bog”.’ Arkad clasped his hands behind his back and continued, ‘You must realise your demands cannot be met. What do you really want?’

 

"I want my People to be able to leave Coruscant....They are eager to fight but its a loosing Battle. I know that. All we want is a Transport and Safe passage off The Planet..."

 

‘And where may I ask would you and your people go after leaving Coruscant?’ Arkad wondered.

 

"Away from Imperial Territory. I prefer not to say more. I dont want them Hunted down and Killed. I know how The Empire works..."

 

Kate chuckles, "Yeah, I guess they are too young to understand how the world works." She continued eating, finishing her plate of bacon and eggs. "Come on, I'll wash up." She urges him to finish eating, so that she could clean.

 

Arkad stroked his chin, ‘Hmm, that demand seems certainly more reasonable than the first. But, I cannot be seen as ... giving in ... to terrorist’s demands. I can offer your people to be resettled on an agricultural world—as collective farmers—if you surrender and release the hostages.’