A Change in profession

“Alright” you say to the girls sitting at the table in the mess hall “We need to figure out what to do from here” you finish. A growl from Cho gets your attention and you turn to Tanna.

“Cho would like to go home” the Twi’lek translated.

“That’s a given” you say simply before taking a sip of your caf.

“What were you doing before?” Tyttania asked, earning a glare from Tanna.

“Pirate hunting” you reply.

“What’s happened with that?” Sata asked, you hadn’t told her what had happened yet.

“We got shafted by the Judies” you tell her “Got a call from our contact who all but admitted it was a set-up, Tyttania was supposed to kill us” you add and Tyttania nodded. The Mandalorian in question opened her mouth to say exactly what she was hired to do but a sharp look from you had her give up on that idea.

“So what do we do know?” Sata asked. You sigh as you lean back into your seat. You already had an idea, a reversal in rolls as it were.

“We could go pirate” you say, staring at the ceiling above you. Cho growled something.

“What do you mean go pirate?” Tanna asked. It was a testament to her recent significant emotional event that she looked like she was actually considering it.

“Simple, the CSA have lots of money and we have a gunship capable of taking on Dreadnoughts” you say calmly.

“So long as their shield generator and power systems are practically fried!” Tanna fired back.

“We have ion missiles now” you tell her and then look to Sata who was watching with a strange look on her face and a wide grin. “We have ion missiles right?” you ask her.

“Still need the materials to make them, never got around to ordering them before we left Coruscant” she replied before sitting back and getting comfortable.

“See! We don’t have anything that can really stop the Judicial Forces, and the CSA have a much better fleet!” Tanna exclaimed.

“They aren’t as strong as you think, it’s entirely possible for us to hit them! We just need kit is all and we can get that easily enough” you say, trying to placate the angry Twi’lek “what else are you going to do?” you ask her and that takes the wind right out of her sails. Tanna slumps into her seat and a defeated look crosses her face. All of a sudden, she perks right up and turns to look at you with a determined expression.

“You know what? I’ve given my life to the Judicial Forces! And this is how they treat me? Kark it! We go pirate!” Tanna angrily exclaimed

“Atta girl” you praise and a faint smile makes its way to her face. “Any objections?” you ask the other two girls, making eye contact and getting a head shake from both of them. “Right, first things first, we take Cho home” you say and the Wookiee growls.

“Uhh he says thanks” Tanna translated.

“Don’t mention it big guy” you tell the wookiee before getting up. “Oh, Sata, can you repair Tyttania’s armour?” you ask and the girl in question looked up at you.

“Don’t have the hardware onboard to work Durasteel” the Pantoran told you “You know, we can find everything we need on Nar Shaddaa” she added. You give her a hard look and she smirks back at you. “It’s more or less a free port,” she said.

“Fair enough, Wookiee first” you say before turning around and leaving.

Tyttania caught up with you in the CIC just as you clicked on the holotable to look up shipping lanes for the CSA.

“You know why I was hired don’t you?” the girl asked. You turn and look at her. You noted that she kept herself in a very straight and regal posture, you are quite sure she could balance a book on her head.

“Karsten wants me dead” You reply “He probably left orders for you to bring Tanna in alive” you add and the Mandalorian nodded. “To be honest, I would have loved to see his expression when he found out we fragged his ship to zog” you say with a grin.

“Zog?” Tyttania asked “Where are you from anyway?” she asked “I found it strange that you don’t have an accent, when everybody has an accent, even Tanna has an accent and Coruscant is the closest to a Mandalorian accent you will find” she said and you gave her a look

“I’m from a little out of the way place on the far side of nowhere” you tell her “It’s a very xenophobic place, even people from different continents are treated as aliens” you add

“I’d imagine you would have a bad view of aliens then?” Tyttania asked and you gave her a deadpan look. “Right, your girlfriend is a Twi’lek” she muttered and you paused. Girlfriend? Was Tanna really your girlfriend now? You shake off the thought and get back to what you were doing. You did miss Abrie, maybe you can visit her one day when this whole mess is cleared up or maybe you will be too much of a wanted pirate by then that Coruscant becomes permanently locked to you.

“I don’t expect us to be doing any fighting soon, so it won’t matter that your armour is a little tight around the chest” you tell the Mandalorian

“What was that slug thrower you used?” she asked in reply.

“Uhh it’s modeled after a weapon from my home” you say “It’s called a ‘P90’ it’s designed to be used by security personnel to get around the fact that it’s somewhat easy for criminals to get their hands on body armour” you explain. Tyttania nodded

“If I hadn’t been wearing Durasteel . . .” she said, trailing off at the notion of her demise.

“I would have been a shameful waste” you finish for her, flashing her a grin. “Such a beautiful creature as yourself” you add. Tyttania gave you a deadpan

“I don’t think Tanna would appreciate hearing you flirt with me,” she told you.

“Actually I wouldn’t mind a threesome, you’ve got a hot arse” Tanna replied, walking into the CIC and giving the Mandalorian a slap on said arse. Tyttania, for her part fought down a blush,which only caused you to smirk.

“Kashyyk first, then Nar Shaddaa, and then we go hunting” you tell the Twi’lek who strode and took a spot by the holotable. “There’s a good line here where they don’t really do escorts” you say as you highlight a line of star systems. “Not much on this run, so it’s mostly ignored by pirates” you add.

“Good to get our feet wet” Tanna commented. You take a look at the Twi’lek to see how she was holding up and sigh, she didn’t look okay. “But Kashyyk and Nar Shaddaa first right?” the girl in question said, flashing you a grin.

“Yup, and since you know how to fly the ship” you say to her, folding your arms as you turn to face her. “Why don’t you take the helm?” you request and Tanna beamed at you before practically running to the cockpit.

“What IS the name of the ship?” Tyttania asked and you turn to face the woman.

“She’s the Eos, named after a goddess on my world, the goddess of adventure” you explain before turning and leaving the CIC with the intent to check up on Sata.

The moment you entered the engineering bay, a soft whining sound reached you. Almost like someone was operating a drill. What dissuade you from this thought were the screams of pleasure coming from your Engineer. As to what Sata was doing, she was lying on the mat she uses as a bed, her legs spread eagled with her droid between them. One of the droid’s appendages was buried in her snatch and that’s where the sound of drilling was coming from. Since Sata was screaming in ecstasy, whatever the droid was doing inside of her must have been something special. You decided to take a better look and noticed that it was spraying some kind of lubricant. That or Sata was squirting in her orgasm. As you watch, the droid moves it’s appendage out slowly until it was almost completely out of the girl. This gave you the opportunity to see the dripping wet dildo that the droid was using. It was an eight inch long, conical shaft with spiralling grooves from tip to base. Sata was inherently panting and moaning in the moment of respite, before the droid began pushing the dildo back in with the same speed it had taken it out with. The Pantoran was soon convulsing in orgasmic pleasure as the dildo drill reached her innermost erogenous zones. With Sata being apparently preoccupied, you leave engineering telling yourself that you might need to get some more female crew, you feel like you’re going to need the extra holes.