Your objective comes first

“Wait a minute,” you raise your hand in front of your chest. “Shouldn’t we go after the distress signal?”

“Oh, come on!” Mission says. “It's just a tiny frigate crewed by one guy. He can wait a day or two.”

“Nope, that’s an order, Mission! Check the telemetry, see if there is a safe spot we can land. You know: attracting some attention, just not too much attention!”

After a sigh, she nods, and starts typing on the console. Only to stop half a minute later.

“Umm… Guys...” she turns to you.

“What is it?” Bastila asks.

“Did you know that this planet has institutionalized slavery?” she asks. “I mean… really... If you are a woman, and you are past eighteen, they literally bind you up for life.”

To that, both you and Bastila step closer to the console, and you indeed see the short description that the Republic left about the planet. You also take note of the good old “Classified” in the corner, meaning that this is not the official data, but something only Mission can get, thanks to Carl and his various sources.

“So this says that every Republic ship that got here, either had to leave, or the entire crew got enslaved,” you conclude.

“They still said they would welcome us,” Bastila darts.

“Yeah…” says both you and Mission.

And what a great welcoming that would be!

“What about the bloke who sent the signal?” you frown.

“Looks like his ship got scrapped at the same place where every other Republic ship,” Mission says a few clicks later. “And apparently every guy who thinks women should be free gets turned into a sissy... So he is probably sucking cocks right now.”

“So much for us being the guys who save everything,” Bastila says.

“We could still get the pirates,” you say, just to make sure you end up with an adventure of sorts. “That way they are never going to harm anyone again. Especially not in this particular way. I mean… Just imagine it...”

“We were trying not to imagine it,” Bastila says.

“Umm… It looks like the pirates are still in the system,” Mission adds. “There is an asteroid field at the outer rim, and I think they are going for some cargo to smuggle. If we get the drop on them, it could be over before they know it.”

“They could also shoot us to shit,” Bastila says. “Just think about the Star Forge. We do not know if they are more advanced than us.”

“Actually, the Republic did some testing, and yupp, they are pretty damn advanced,” Mission says.

“We could lure them to a negotiation then?” you throw in the idea.

“You mean, we could say we couldn’t land on the planet, but we have some spice, and they could buy it from us? And then we could lure them to a trap when they want to inspect the goods, and just kill them?” Bastila asks.

“That's the thing,” you nod.

“I mean, they are advanced, but they are not that advanced. So we could still try to make the drop on them,” Mission adds.

After that, both women end up looking at you. Looks like you have to choose.