Commander Derek Atio stood in front of a large
tactical display aboard the converted gas mining station
deep within the safe confines of the Ringali Nebula,
which the Rebel Alliance was using as a base of
operations in the Ringali Shell. A holographic image of
the planet Kooriva in the trailing sectors of the Inner
Rim slowly rotated in front of them. Kooriva was out of
their area of operation, and technically they did not
have the authority from high command to conduct a
mission there, so this was being conceived as more as
reconnaissance. He did not like to split the forces
either, but he felt they had enough personnel to both
protect their asset on Rhinnal, and deploying a scouting
force to Kooriva. He leaned forward, his hands gripping
the side of the holoprojector firmly, as he intently
scared and spinning spherical orb. An assembly of
Imperial officers distracted by slaves and spice might
be just the soft target that they needed, and as there
was no Rebel cell in the system they likely would have
their guard down. Perhaps the young, excited Twi'lek
technician who suggested the target was on to something
Ava slowly had entered the room, she was wearing a
pair of tight black leggings with brown leather boots
with a gold buckle around the calf. She had a white
slender blouse that was tucked into the leggings. Her
long brown locks were pulled back back into a tight bun
behind her head, she several stand hanging loose and in
loose ringlets. Ava's R2 Droid unit R2-C1 Following
behind her beeping as it dodged several other Rebel
fighters. Looking over her shoulder down at the little
Droid she shook her head "You're going to get me into
trouble." She whispered softly heading over to where
commander Derek was standing, her soft brown orbs looked
over at the holographic map she cocked her head to the
side, sighing the young women knew it was going to be
one of those meetings, one where she would have to talk
to someone about something. Making deals and triads or
trying to get someone to join the Rebels in the fight
against the Empire. Slowly Ava made her way to other
side so she was facing commander Derek, her hands were
at her sides along with her Droid unit looking down at
him she spoke "Just keep quiet and don't touch anything,
you already caused a blackout in my quarters with you
fiddling with things. So don't touch anything here.
Commander Derek would have my head if you did." Ava said
glaring down at the unit who made a soft almost sighing
sound as it leaned forward agreeing to her. His radar
eye zoomed in and out as he looked up at the map loading
it into his memory bank in case Ava and the others would
need it in a later time.
Sergeant Zek Correson awoken from his slumber,
holding a mug of coffee. The steaming beverage was
sipped as his diverted gaze met the holoscreen displayed
before Commander Atio. He drawn his glance upon the
Commander, as he appeared few feet behind the Derek
observing the holographic image of Kooriva. "What's her
health status?" Luckily, she wasn't captured and
detained for questioning, and torturing. Correson
wouldn't believe the immerse amount of information a
Rebel could spill. Taking another soft sip of the
beverage, his eyes looked over the Commander for
Sienala was pointing to a spot on the Kooriva image
and shook her head. "This won't do. There is a sewage
pump here. You burst that and though it causes a lot of
chaos, it will be just as bad for us. But, since I've
most likely been listed as escaped, I could be a
recaptured slave and someone is bringing me back for a
reward. I mean, I wasn't broken so...you know...sadistic
jerks will want their try so..." She bit her lower lip and
sighed. She hated the idea, but it might be useful.
"Maybe, one as a returning the runaway slave and the
rest as customers?"
Zan was never fond of large meetings or gatherings,
but before looking up on the Koorivan image and
smirking. "Looks easy enough to land, but then again I
can land any craft on any surface. I could be talented
or just being an ass this early in the meeting. Either
way, I'm the pilot for this job. As long as we're not
landing on Kessel, I refuse to land on that piece of
rock ever again. That and Theed, that city is a swamp
away from a Rancor pit."
The Commander saw that everyone was here, and
deferred to Corporal Pavo on the briefing on the
operation. When he heard Zek ask about the wounded
trooper, he moved over towards him so that he would not
interrupt the briefing. "Morlo is dead. Rikki is
recovering in a bacta tank. I'm leaving Judah on Rhinnal
to monitor her, so you won't have your medic or heavy
weapons specialist on this op," he explained, before
shifting his attention back to the Twi'lek. "Just get
the team where Pavo needs them, Shelby. No hot shot
flying on this one," he ordered, raising his right index
finger at the junior officer. He circled the table
slowly until he arrived near the Twi'lek, looking more
closely at her infiltration point. "Do you think you two
could make convincing slave market customers?" he asked,
looking to both Correson and Shelby, arching his eyebrow
at them as he waited for their response.
Zek glanced over to the others approaching. "Zan.
Sienala." Acknowledged the others who stepped into the
briefing. When Atio mentioned Morlo's death, a light
sigh escaped. "Have you contacted his next of kin?"
Inciting to speak with any relatives and to be informed
about his death. Then again going to see them could be
dangerous. "Good thing Rikki survived." Seeing Atio
mention to the pilot about hot-shot flying, a brow
raised knowing the dangers may arise. When the Commander
mentioned about slave marketing customers, a slight nod
was indicated towards Atio. "I can charm a Chagrian into
getting wasted a party. How else I wouldn't be great for
Ava fell quiet once Zek walked in, he was always late
for something important. Shaking her head she rolled her
eyes a little as R2-C1 made nearly the same sound as she
did when Ava sighed. "Every time." She said under her
breath crossing her arms looking at Zek rather not
pleased with him, taking a deep breath she let it out
slowly turning her attention towards the others as she
stepped closer to the man at the area's where they
wanted to land and not to. She didn't bother with such
things as that, she was just to be the face and voice
for them when they wanted to keep their hands clean.
Once she heard that someone passed Ava's heart sank in
her chest. "I'll tell the next-of-kin if there is any."
She said softly wanting something more to do then just
makes deals and barter.
The grey-blue Twi'lek's lekku twitched in annoyance
as she stumbled over her own thoughts, "I really need to
know what I have to work with so I can get people placed
and come up with a plan. I can do it with anywhere from
three to eight people. So, how many can I have? We need
at least one person who can play the part of someone far
too wealthy and prestigious to be there, and that
person's bodyguard or guards. And then one person to
check on the ships. Because once in, I can get some of
the slaves to run with us and some of them know how to
Zan stood closer towards the display of the planet of
Kooriva, his collective mind processing possible
tactical approaches. It was a workable approach from
multiple angles, well within his piloting skills. Before
he grew distracted by the appearance of the Twi'lek
"I'm hesitant to divide the unit," Atio said, as he
brought his left hand up to his chin, scratching at the
stubble from his unshaven face. "Very well. I'm going to
approve this," he said, after exhaling a soft sigh, and
moving away to look at the swirling nebula gases.
"Shelby, take Correson and Pavo to Kooriva to see what
you can come up with," he ordered, before offering a
quick nod of his head. "Use the Gilded Thranta. I don't
want to commit the Argo ... I don't think I could explain
that as a recon op to command," he explained, as his
attention shifted back towards the holographic image of
Kooriva. He was not sure he was making the right
decision, but with the current state of affairs in the
region, they had very little to lose.
Zek was formerly a smuggler, someone who's reputation
since died out throughout the Outer Rim territories.
Using his past reputation could acquire the knowledge
they needed through some criminal affiliates in Kooriva.
Using his freighter, they could possibly sneak around
the planet as someone else other than slave marketing
customers. "Let's use the Vendetta, my freighter. Go in
as locals, scout the area and do little bit of recon.
I'll take Zan and Pavo with me. If Ava wants to come,
she can. We could use Ava as our "wealthy" figure, too."
Coordinating ideas to infiltrate the planet and acquire
the intel they needed. Although, he does agree with the
Ava's head popped up as she heard her name being
spoken about joining on the mission. She didn't think
she would be joining any one. "Are you sure? I think I
would only be in the way on this mission." She said
looking at each on of then till her eyes fell on
Commander Atio wondering if he would agree with Zek's
idea of her joining. "If I am needed then I will do all
that I can, but if you don't think I should go I won't
fight the matter. Just please know that I will not kill
someone. I promised myself that once I joined you that I
would only use my words and that's it." She said boldly
as her R2 unit made a zapping sound disagreeing with
her. Ava kicked the droid with her boot pushing him
"The problem is, we need to distract Babda,"
continued Sienala. "When he's distracted, everyone's
guard goes down. Once he's taken care of, especially if
the client is a woman who looks like she's trying to be
discreet, he will use that as an attempt to gain
information for blackmail, the guards will know they are
to check on her ship and her guards. If the person is a
man, he'll try to get close and be his best friend to
gain favors. Some of the slaves even think he'll be a
servicer himself if the client is wealthy enough."
Turning around to lean back with elbows on the table,
she lifted a leg to prop against the hologram console.
"But no matter what we do, scouting for the ships won't
be hard. We can tie in a slice program to get the
information while we are getting landing permission,
then we will have access to what ships are where. The
only ones to really worry about will be the ones already
flying because we won't be able to get them."
"Sounds like a decent plan to me, but not the best.
No plan is ever perfect either, but it can be done. As
long as we got this pilot here and plenty of weapons"
Zan at least wanted a quick talk and drink with Sienala
before he was going to head for the freighter.
Commander Atio turned his attention to them all,
after listening to them all give their opinions on the
mission. "You're right, Sergeant. Your freighter is much
better suited to this than our shuttle," he said, as he
moved closer towards the man. "...as long as you don't
have any outstanding bounties or debts in that sector,"
he added, with a wink, referencing his past as a
smuggler. "You're going," he said, raising a finger to
the Alderaanian noblewoman turned diplomat, without
saying anymore on the matter. "Sergeant, you're in
tactical command of the *recon*, but defer to Corporal
Pavo's local knowledge of Kooriva and the slavers," he
said, as he began to wave his arms at them, indicating
them to get moving. He had other business to attend to.
"Get to it!" he orders, sounding more and more like a
military officer as he continued his path to sobriety.
Sergeant Correson remembered prior events revolving
his criminal background, a brow arched when he glanced
directly at the Commander Atio. The mug of coffee was
loudly slurped, slightly agitated when he referenced
regarding his bounties. Last he recalled, Kooriva didn't
have any past histories. He more notably traveled the
Outer Rim territories, except he ventured into Nal Hutta
and Shaddaa often when smuggling illegal contraband. "No
problem, Commander. You got it." Putting down his mug,
Zek walked away from Atio, and headed towards the hangar
bay where his vessel, the YT-1300 freighter, Vendetta,
was docked. Walking up the ramp, Zek entered his
personal freighter. His fingers traced over the ship's
walls, recollecting old, and fond memories. Correson
proceeded near his personal locker where he stripped off
the royal blue jacket he wore being replaced with his
brown set. Then acquired the SSK-7 heavy blaster, which
found itself housed on his thigh-holster. The locker a
collage of different photos; some are old friends and
others are ex-girlfriends. After closing the locker
shut, Zek headed to the cockpit observing the control
panel. Patiently, Zek awaited until the others boarded
to make departure.
Ava sighed a little as she bit the inside of her
cheek, she didn't care for this plan. Though she did say
she would do what she needed to help with the mission.
"Of course Commander." turning around on her heels as
the commander started to wave them off, R2-C1 followed
Ava as she headed off with the others to the freighter.
Looking down at R2-C1 droid, she spoke softly "Stay out
of sight, don't make a sound and if they do need you for
anything help. I don't want you to get into any trouble
with anyone I don't even feel like I fit in as it is.
And to have a droid unit who is in the way at times and
gets me in trouble." She said heading to the hanger
where the freighter was. R2-C1 moved forward as he
zoomed around her. Making her way onto the freighter she
looked for a moment before walking behind Zek "Mind
telling me what you want me to do or do I just stand
there look pretty and try to make more deals?" She asked
raising a brow.
Leaving for the ship, Sienala decided she might have
to brief the poor diplomat on how to be scandalous. "I
want you to want a good time with a slave girl. Be the
wealthiest you can look, but look like you're trying to
hide your wealth and your identity. Then, when Babda
takes a personal interest in making sure you have
everything you want, make him think that what you want
would be something horribly scandalous. Something like,
a dozen women. Something that would disgust almost every
imperial in the galaxy." Taking a deep breath and
closing her eyes, "And make sure you demand privacy with
the girls. Oh, and ask for them by name. Ysiera, she's a
Togruta, Santavo, she's a human, Ular is another human.
Oh, and if you think you can handle the humiliation,
S'slavo. No one knows what race she is...or if she's even
Zan buzzed everyone else off as he headed towards the
hangar bay with the freighter selected for the current
mission, his flight jacket slung over his shoulder as he
made his way inside the hanar. His focus narrowing to
linear from his basic broad focus that usually occupies
his thought process when flying missions in the typical
shuttle. He could pilot the freighter, but over had
grown quite comfortable with shuttle piloting over the
past few months. But like always, zan would manage the
situation towards his benefit in the end.
Piloting the freighter was simple for Zek, whom spent
several years flying around systems making money off
smuggling. Now part of the Rebel Alliance, he barely
used the freighter granted the Rebels had other
sufficient vehicles at their disposal. He taken few
short seconds cracking his knuckles, then began flipping
off switches and controls. He raised the loading ramp,
sealing it shut. Then Zek decompressed the ion engines
cooling system the moment the vehicle started revving
up. Then slowly motioned back the navigation control
stick, bringing the freighter off ground. The Sergeant
raised the landing skids as the freighter started
floating towards the station's hangar bay. Once the
freighter entered space, Zek began navigating the
Vendetta towards Kooriva. The Sergeant looked upon Ava
momentarily when her question was answered, given the
Corporal had a better outlook of the mission. "I'm
leading the tact team down below, Corporal Pova's got
the idea set in mind. Just do your part and we'll come
out of this fine." He hoped Ava was willing to get a
little rough when things get haywire now that he's
entrusted to play her bodyguard for this operation.
Zan didn't like being assigned to co-piloting duties
of the freighter, his presence felt lessened by this. He
had finally grown accustomed to being lead pilot on the
majority of flown missions. Reaching for the comms as
the freighter approached the planet of Kooriva, opening
communications with Babda Yoth's Pleasure Dome and
Emporium as he used his Nabooian charm to keep the
channel as long as possible. The conversation was boring
anyhow, so Zan just clamoring away through the useless
babble as he relaxed back in his co pilot seat.
Purposely annoying the attendant on the other side of
the communication, in order to keep the line of comms
open even longer than either of them wanted or need.
Sienala was already on the slice attempt through the
communications carrier. She operated quickly and
efficiently, and though this was not her area of
expertise, she knew enough to be able to get low
security access. She motioned for Zan to keep up the
inanity of the conversation. After several minutes, she
gave a thumbs up with a smile while her lekku writhed
happily into a braid. "Will you let the poor person do
his job?" Then more quietly, "Just mute us but keep the
channel open while I get the details."
The Pleasure Dome was a majestic sprawling sight. It
was a city unto itself with several dozen docking
platforms as well as a large hangar on the south side.
The hangar was reserved for those who needed higher
security as it had a covering that could be opened and
closed. The main building of the Dome was just that, a
glass dome that covered several kilometers, with
holographic displays of the women inside who would cater
to the clientele. Each hologram was detailed enough to
identify the individual girls if you were to see them in
person. Most were human, twi'lek or togrutan, but there
were some that catered to other tastes like trandoshan
and something that could best be described as a human
genosian hybrid. From within the dome, lights, lights
and more lights could be seen suggesting stadium-like
sides making up the buildings, apartments and rooms to
be used by the clients of Babda Yoth.
Zek piloted the freighter away from the space station
outside of Kooriva. He descended below entering
Kooriva's atmosphere, where he spotted various their
target; Badba Yoth's Pleasure Dome and Emporium. Once
they were given authorization to land, Zek steered the
freighter towards one of the high-security landing
platforms, granted Ava's role as a high-value target.
Navigating the freighter, Zek found a suitable platform
for the freighter. Switched on the landing skids, as he
slowly lowered the vehicle. Making touchdown, several
switches on the control panel flipped on decompressing
the coolant tanks of the vehicle's ion engines. Pressure
was ejected from the hull, as Zek then turned off the
vehicle completely. "Alright. Let's get to it. You all
know your roles. Keep this smooth and simple. Don't draw
attention to yourselves unless it's necessary." Glances
over to Ava beside him. "I'll be with you every step of
Ava sat quietly as she ran over everything she was
told about the plan. Never doing anything like what she
was planning on doing made her stomach turn, her heart
raced fast with worry that she was going to do something
that messed the mission up as it was. Looking at her
little Droid unit she sighed heavily "The things we do
help out." patting the dome head of the droid unit
looking at the others, she knew a lot was on her
shoulders with this mission she had to play the part of
a noble women looking for slave or two to service her
needs whichever though would be, licking her lips she
rose up from where she was sitting grabbing her large
black cloak, draping it over her shoulder clasping it,
taking the hood she placed it over her head hiding her
face under the thick velvet fabric. Taking her seat once
more till they landed she was fiddling with a ring she
had around her right hand ring finger, it was a simple
gold band with a crystal that shimmered when the light
hit it she was doing her best to take deep breath, Zek
was going to be by her side protecting her so that was
something good. It was just the thought she would have
to do things she never did before with a women let alone
someone that no one knew was species it was or if it was
even male or female that made Ava queasy, she knew she
was able to pull of being rich and also hiding it and
who she really was easily, not many people know who Ava
was and at this point the young girl didn't even know at
After landing Ava didn't care about asking question
on what she was doing it was only going to make things
worse for her, standing up looking over her shoulder at
Zek. "I know if things get messy in there I will have to
do something so neither one of us get shot. I don't wish
to return home with a hole in my body... Again at leas.
That last mission we were on was not fun for met" She
said placing a hand on her shoulder rotating it a little
giving Zek a little smirk trying to ease her mind.
"Besides I just have to turn on the side of me that no
one has ever seen and play it off as if I'm enjoying
myself."She said softly fixing her blouse a little. "And
as far as you know it I'm Reeell Beltib." Ava said
heading down the ramp outside.
Sienala went back and changed into her former slave
attire. She also added a strange mesh mask around her
lekku and face to slightly hide her identity. Coming
back to the cockpit, she'd give Zan a quick kiss on the
cheek, "Don't wait up. And if the other girls start
stealing ships, you go. Okay?" She then scurried off the
ship and her entire demeanor changed. Where she had been
open and flirty as if by instinct, her body movements
and smile now seemed fake, an act, as though she were
dead inside and only performing a task like a droid.
This did get her past two of the guards without
incident, even though she patted one's chest and
stumbled slightly from what could only be described as
"over-use." Once inside, she made her way quickly
towards the slave quarters.
Zan smirked Sienala kissed against his cheek, nodding
in response as he relaxed back into his co pilot seat
aboard the freighter. His body posture was relaxed and
tranquil, but could be able body at the crack of a whip
and able to get the freighter up to flight status,given
the command to do so. "I understand, Sienala. This isn't
my first or last rodeo, though it has been the smoothest
so far. And have fun sweetie pie."
"Understood your highness." Mockingly said with
joking sense of humor as Zek exited the vehicle.
Descending below the freighter, she announced her cover
name for the operation. "Reeell Beltib. Got it. Might as
well be Krate Manc, your personal bodyguard and
right-hand man." Gaze flickered downward meeting the
diplomat's as they began walking towards the front
entrance of the Pleasure Emporium.
It did not take long for the guards to realize
something was different about the man and woman
approaching. The man seemed to defer to the woman,
suggesting where the power was. One of the guards spoke
quietly into his wrist comm. The other opened the door
for the two approaching. There was a moment's shift in
the lighting from within, but it was not dark as some
would expect. The inside was well lit, clean and smelled
sweet and carried the scents of fine spices. A speeder
car arrived, clean, polished and appearing to be a sign
of status. The driver stepped out, a twi'lek man of
green skin. He moved to open the door for Ava and Zek.
Within the car was plush, velvet seats and a bar in the
center of the passenger section. The driver nodded to
them with a smile.
Sienala's knowledge of the dome proved useful. She
did not realize just how much of the dome she had
explored while she was a slave. She took a deep breath
as she maintained her affectation of being a broken and
used slave. She had found her way to the slave quarters
where she had slept. Stepping through the door of the
room, she smiled spying Ysiera and Santavo. Clearing her
throat, she bellowed as loudly as she could, "What's
going on here?" The girls screeched and turned in fear
but they saw it was Sienala with her fists on her hips
with one hip thrust out to the side. The sound of their
squealing carried out into the hall and alerted a guard.
Sgloggo came marching down the hall after hearing the
sounds of squealing girls. His footsteps could be heard
from anyone in hearing distance, his stance was
authoritarian as he came from behind Sienala. His Snorts
towards the girls for them to be silent, before he grew
silent in sound but his posture remained the same. He
had to remain in power as a guard, not letting current
or past feelings affecting his judgment once again.
After Ava had entered the dome she looked around for
a moment as the speeder car approached them, giving the
twi'lek a slight nod of her head Ava stepped forward
slipping her slender frame inside she placed her hand
neatly folded into her lap as she glanced over at her
shoulder, over Zek. She didn't like this plan, taking a
deep breath she waited for the car to move forward,
there was something about this dome that seemed like she
had been here before but then again if she she would
have remembered the slave girls. She watched Zek form
the corner of her eye wondering if he was looking
forward to seeing her play this part. Slowly she played
with the ring between her pointer finger and thumb,
though her face didn't read it she was nervous as can
be, she felt her stomach knot tighter as the car drove
on getting closer to where ever it was going to drop Zek
and herself off.
As the speeder arrived unexpectedly, the smuggler
instantly switched on his role as a bodyguard. He would
look around ensuring there wasn't anyone making odd
speculation about them. Nonetheless thieves, assassins
or bounty hunters; mostly on his end. Prior to turning
Rebel, the former smuggler had received quite the
attention which had hunters and other various sorts
chasing after him for a short while. He knew how it felt
keeping both eyes opened, and another pair behind their
back. One hand rested against Ava's back ushering her
inside with protection. Even the driver would incline
he's her personal bodyguard. For certain he can
understand where Ava was coming from, granted she was
scared. Zek was even afraid himself, but he refrained
from exposing that fear among others. Zek proceeded to
situate beside her aboard the speeder, where his eyes
observed the driver nodding politely.
From the center of the bar, a hologram came on. The
face was so similar to a Toydarian with the trunk like
nose but longer and a broader head with no neck between
head and shoulders. He appeared to be wearing the most
gaudy jewelry to Ava's eyes. There was a smile on his
lips with no teeth behind those lips. "Ah, welcome to
Babda Yoth's Pleasure Dome and Emporium. I am your host,
Babda Yoth. My driver is bringing you to our finest
suites for you to relax and enjoy your stay with us. We
want your pleasure to bring us pleasure. So, in assuring
your happiness, we provide three days and two nights for
the price of two days and one night, and unlimited
attendants to your every need, even those that might
seem unusual to the eyes of others. Here at Babda Yoth's
Pleasure Dome and Emporium, we ask only how we can serve
you, and how long your stay is."
Turning, Sienala saw Sgloggo standing there and she
blinked. Her lower lip sucked between her teeth. "Sgloggo,"
she whispered. Then suddenly she was on him. Her arms
wrapped around his shoulders and her legs clinging to
his large belly. She attacked his face with her lips,
kissing him all over, her lithe arms trying to crush
him. "I'm so happy to see you. I came to get you. We
can..." She paused and looked to the other girls, "I came
for you two, too. And a couple of the others." Ysiera
and Santavo stared in shock at their friend.
"But Sienala," began the Togruta. "We can't. Where
would we go?"
"That depends on if Sgloggo is with us or not." All
three of them looked to the gamorrean expectantly.
Sgloggo stood there as he wrapped one arm around
Sienala as he embraced her close, his other arm holding
his gamorrean axe. He was glad that she was back and in
front of him no less, but his duties had kept him
occupied in the time since their last encounter. His
snorting indicating what her offer to take him away was
intriguing at best, but without a solid escape plan. He
wasn't on board but he was supportive of Sienala in her
endeavor to free him and the slaves.
Watching the hologram appear Ava listened and watched
the man, she didn't was slowly starting to relax feeling
Zek's hand on her back, she just didn't want to have to
seduce anyone well other than Zek which was never hard
to do. All a women had to do with him was just bat her
lashes at him and smiled and he would have been all over
them in a heartbeat, but for Ava to do the same thing to
a women that was something different in itself. Smirking
as she looked over her shoulder Ava smirked "I think I
will be enjoying my stay here a lot more than I thought
I would be Krate. Just hope they will have what I'm
looking for here." She said turning her head to face
forward again "I'm a very picky women, my needs have to
be meant by a very particular clientele after all. I
don't just rely on anyone to serves me." She said
smirking a little as she spoke to Zek.
"Good. I have four preprogrammed jumps to a safe spot
far from here. So all we have to do is fly ships. And, I
know four people who can fly." She glanced back to
Ysiera and Santavo. "So that means we need Ular and
S'slavo." Releasing herself from Sgloggo, she handed
each girl a datapad. "We, yes we, have a plan to get
out. There is something happening and we need the four
of you and Sgloggo to make it happen."
Turning to Sgloggo, "I need you to get these to Ular
and S'slavo. Escort them to the south hangar. Take any
ship that looks like it can handle a fight. There is a
YT-1300 in the hangar, I'll be leaving in that one. It's
the one I came in. Make sure they get safely onto a
different ship each and then everyone fly off and
activate this program through the ship's nav computer
and....we'll meet up at where I've been." She handed over
a comm link along with the datapads.
"I'm sure we can accommodate your needs, my lady. We
are also quite discreet. Please, tell me, where do your
interests and needs lie so that I may prepare them for
you?" The hologram of Babda appeared more eager now that
she seemed to be more outlandish than most.
Sgloggo nodded in accordance as he listened to
Sienala and her escape plan. He glanced over the
datapads, nodding again in accordance as he overlooked
them a second time before marching off towards his
intended targets for the rescue. He was silent as he
walked off away from Sienala, hoping no guards were
present in that area. But in case they were, he firmly
gripped both his hands on his ample sized axe.
"Right, okay ladies, let's go." She led the two
through the path she had used to get to them. It was a
relatively short jaunt. The one time they were stopped,
Sienala had merely said that they were needed for a
private party on one of the upper levels. It had been
nothing more than a distractions as they made their way
towards the hangar. However, when they got to the
hangar, Sienala did what the others had thought
unthinkable, she stabbed the two guards in the back,
cutting through their bodies easily.
"What have you done, Sienala," asked Santavo. "You
can't do that. You'll get in trouble for sure. You might
Sienala raised her hand to silence the blond human
girl, "We're already in trouble. We're running away."
"Oh, yeah." Santavo stared for a moment while Ysiera
patted her shoulder. Santavo shook her head under the
touch and then nodded and stepped into the hangar.
"Which...which ship do you want me to take?"
Sienala looked around and pointed to an Imperial
shuttle. "That one," she said pointing to a Lambda class
shuttle. "Ysiera, you take the customs frigate. Okay?"
The Togruta nodded and rushed aboard. It was like she
was born to the ship. What had actually happened was a
few flyboys from the Empire had taught her the basics
when she had flirted with them aboard one of the
"Ava, Zek, we're almost ready. Seems you won't need
to talk to Babda."
Sgloggo wasted little time in acquiring the girls
Ular and S'slavo, due to his non threatening demeanor.
Convincing the two slave girls to follow him to the
southern hangar. After a few seconds of pleasantries,
Sgloggo escorted Ular and S'slavo into the southern
hangar as they commandeered ships before following
Sienala towards the YT-1300.
Ular ran up into a boxy INT-4 Interceptor that looked
like it had been in a horrible battle. She powered up
the vessel and used the datapad to program the nav
computer. She did not have the experience Ysiera had,
but she had enough knowledge to get the vessel up and
heading towards the hangar doors.
S'slavo found its way onto another Lambda shuttle.
The winged creature with the leech-like mouth started up
the shuttle and swarmed towards the shuttle the heroes
had come in to fly as escort. She opened comms and said
something in a language that sounded like clicks and
screeches. Sienala laughed, "I am not a queen," she
responded through the comms.
As the speeder directed them towards the Pleasure
Dome, Zek continued observing the area suspiciously with
guard. When he gained communications from Sienala, he
suddenly gripped the driver's shirt. "Sorry for this,
buddy." He suddenly tossed out the driver, shrieking in
terror. Hopping over the seat, he situated behind the
wheel then made a swift U-turn. Nearby, various guards
acquired their blasters aiming for Zek. Behind Zek, he's
certain Ava would be screaming. "Get down!" Drawing out
his SSK-7 blaster, he aimed for the Gamorrean's,
unleashing few blaster rounds at the large Gamorreans.
Flew the speeder back to the platform where his YT-1300
was docked. Taking Ava, they entered the large freighter
and would make their way back to the Ringali Space
Station orbiting Kooriva.
The former slaves started up their ships, not even
asking for permission to leave. Sienala ran up into the
YT-1300, "Sgloggo, how you doing? I'm getting in the
YT-1300 I mentioned." Then to Zan, "Get us an opening in
the hangar so the girls can leave."
Zan bolted up from his quick nap as he started up the
YT-1300 and prepared the craft for immediate take off.
"Shit we need those doors open first" Before he saw the
gamorrean Sienala had mentioned once before, Zan
observed Sgloggo running towards the YT-1300 as fast as
his body could go. With the gamorrean and the rest of
the team aboard the freighter as with the hangar doors
wide open, Zan piloted the thrust forward as the
freighter left the planet behind as the course was set
for the ringali space station orbiting Kooriva. "Now for