Let's Hear the Good News First

Well, you're pretty sure you've found Tekka. She's a dead ringer for the gorgeous Twi'lek who sent you out on this hunt, to the point you needed to look twice when you spotted her. But no, there are differences.

She is a few inches shorter, for one, and if you look closely her features appear smoother, betraying her as the younger sister. Her clothing choices are also much more risque than her sister's. She is wearing a short, silver dress that seems designed to show as much skin as possible from any angle, and matching silver heels that you can' imagine she could actually walk on. Her sister was dressed inconspicuously when she met you, for sure, but Ranna's bearing had implied she preferred elegant and understated styles regardless.

The real difference, however, could be seen in her energy. Even for the few short seconds you've seen her, she's been laughing, affectionately caressing the Falleen captain's arm, her eyes sparkling with mischief like she's in on some secret joke. And therein lies the bad news.

She is most definately not a runaway. Ranna's protestations aside, this girl is here of her own free will. Extraction is a hell of a lot harder when the target doesn't want to go with you.

To make matters worse, unless you miss your mark this ship is being loaded and prepped for a voyage. If Tekka is with the captain, this needs to happen now.

You and the guard have reached the captain, so you have about... ten seconds to come up with a plan to turn this around.

"Sir, this man says he needs to speak with you."

The Falleen turns to you and smiles broadly. He's a handsome man, and you can tell why Tekka would want to be around him. Broad shoulders, a stylish black goatee, silky black ponytail. He's dressed not in the robes of a rich Coruscant merchant, but in a dashing outfit fit for a space explorer in some adventure holo. He moves with the grace of a dancer, but is built like a champion athlete.

That's... a lot of compliments, you think to yourself. You recall Falleen can use pheramones to manipulate those around them, and steel your resolve. Surprisingly, you sense nothing. He's decided not to use any pheramones at all. He's just that magnetic.

He bows graciously as you approach, and Tekka follows suit with a small curtsey. In that dress, a full bow would absolutely reveal the entirety of her pert ass, cause her tits to pop free, or both. As it stands you have to tear your eyes away from her bouncy form, even from that small movement.

"Corvin Marks! We've been expecting you!"

Did... did you give your name to the guard? You're pretty sure the guard didn't introduce you just now.

You have a bad feeling about this.