On the way to Nar Shaddaa

She sagged back in her seat wiping sweat from her brow as she left the fighters behind. She was already running though the outlines of a plan. Clear someone had burned her but she could worry about that later. For now she needed to hide and she knew just the place. Pearl ran one of the more reputable of the private shipping companies on the smuggler's moon even if it was not wholly legitimate. Really she mostly skirted the tax laws than anything else but more importantly she owed Uuna a favor. With luck she could help her run down the parts to refit her engines. New signature, new transponder code, new ship no more problem. Lay low just long enough to lose the heat, maybe even enjoy the sights then she could be right back on her way.

She looked down at the softening member that was still a new presence between her legs. And time to figure out what to do about that.