Breakfast and Briefings

You wake up with a warm, soft Pantoran using your head for a pillow.

“Morning” you say to the girl who cracks one eye open before closing it again.

“I’m asleep” she mutters before snuggling into your chest. You can’t help but chuckle at this as you wrap your arms around Sata’s small frame.

“We still have things to do you know” you reply as you slowly and gently run your hand up and down her back. A slow, sleepy smile spreads across her face and a light purr escapes her in response to your ministrations.

“If you wanted me to get up, you aren’t doing a good job of enticing me” Sata commented idly as her body melted into you.

“Then perhaps I should stop?” you ask and the only response is a hum. You chuckle before flipping the girl over, putting her underneath you. Sata’s eyes are wide open and a mischievous smirk adorns her features.

“My my captain, didn’t get enough?” Sata purred, her voice dropping into that husky whisper from the night previous. You slowly lower yourself until your mouth is but a centimeter from the skin of her neck.

“There will be plenty of time for that later” You purr and a shudder runs through the girl. With that, you get up and get dressed, all the while Sata observes you, a grin on her face. “Your clothes are on the holotable in the CIC” you say over your shoulder as you leave. You hear the girl laugh just as before you leave your bedroom.

“Have fun?” Tanna asked as you entered the galley, a mischievous smile on her face.

“Lots, Sata has a whole different side to her once her clothes are off” you reply as you whip up a quick breakfast. Tanna gave a snort of amusement at your reply as she brushed passed you to make a cup of coffee, or it’s local equivalent anyway.

“Well, that’s good” Tanna said into her steaming cup. “We’ve got coordinates for a potential pirate group that’s been hunting cargo on the Corporate Sector’s turf,” she added.

“Of course we go after a threat to the CSA” you grumble as you take your food to the table. Tanna shrugged but otherwise said nothing.

“Good Morning” greeted Sata as she wandered into the mess, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

“Morning, we’ve got a target so it looks like we are heading out today after all” You say to the diminutive engineer, who smiled at you. You can’t be sure but you think you saw a predatory glint in her eye for a second. “So Tanna, what exactly are we looking at?” you ask, turning to look at the Twi’lek who was giving both you and Sata an amused look.

“Absolutely nothing” was the girl’s reply as she sat back in her seat and sipped her drink.

“Very helpful” you say with a frown, thinking about the task at hand.

“I doubt . . .” Tanna began before cutting herself off, staring off into space. “We probably aren’t going to have a difficult mission for our first time out” Tanna finished, no longer smiling. With a sombre mood, Sata made herself some breakfast and sat down to eat.

“Oh, I got the equipment I need to make you that thing that you wanted” Sata said, perking up in remembrance.

“Oh?” you say in interest “I thought you’d need to actually find someone who specialises in it or something” you comment.

“Not at all” Sata replied “the specifications you gave me make it easy,” she added.

“What are you two conspiring about?” Tanna asked, raising a brow in as close a fashion as a Twi’lek could come to quirking an eyebrow.

“My people predominantly use slugthrowers, so I gave Sata the specs to one of the many different models in the hopes she could make one for me” you say to the Twi’lek

“A slugthrower? Those things are way too unwieldy for fighting in corridors, do I need to remind you of the location of every single firefight we’ve ever had?” Tanna lectured, crossing her arms.

“I think you do because I’m clearly remembering a wide open warehouse, a wide open hangar bay, and a wide open landing platform” you fire back.

“Well, how was I supposed to know our landing was going to be opposed?!” Tanna angrily replied.

“Well it might have helped if you hadn’t TOLD them what we were there to do!” you answered “What? You gonna fly up to a Trade Federation fleet and say ‘Hi, we’re here to steal your shit’?!” you add and Tanna sputtered. The soft sound of giggles distracted the two of you, and you both snapped your heads in Sata’s direction, she had a hand in front of her face to hide her giggling.

“You two are so cute together” she said between giggles.

“We Are Not!” came the reply in unison.