Assassins, traitors and spies

“This one on the left.” Knash politely indicates and you approach the cell. The occupant is a human woman and she points aggressively as you approach. “You freaks aren’t getting anything new out of me. Just do whatever you want to do.” You are taken aback by her wild desperation and bravery but as she steps forwards you cannot ignore her impressive body. In light grey cloths her huge breasts are stretching outwards. Like two beautiful melons they balloon from her chest. Her top hugs tightly to her body and accentuates her ridiculously tight stomach and large hips. This dark haired woman is all assets, ass and tits enormous surely enhanced by a skilful surgeon. Her unbelievable hourglass figure is almost as aggressively sexual as your powerful male body and despite her anger towards you feel her quickly appreciate your body. You, however, feel her sexual relapse disappear as you look to her face and see that she has the scars of **** and her rage returns.

“I am here for the truth.” You say composing yourself. “I see you have been under the mercy of the inquisitors and I promise I would not wish to see you hurt further. Come now what is your name let us have a reasonable conversation.”

You see as you expected she is surprised by your calm and reassuring words. You find it a pity she is not a **** user as you could allow her to sense your feelings and see you speak the truth. But you cannot allow your protective nature to influence your judgment of the truth. You can sense her hostility, she must think you are lying intending to trick her. “Get lost. I’ve been through this routine. I already know all your inquisitors by name. It's not like your any different.”

Knash reading from a datapad shakes his head. “impudent to the last. As I was saying she was sent to kill an imperial spy in the Yavin system. Thought her ****, she maintained that she was hired anonymously.”

She turns angrily to Knash. “Get it through your dam head I had no idea he was Imperial, and I was hired by someone I never met, using a fake name.”

You feel here desperation her anger she is holding nothing back, you are sure she is telling the truth. You smile kindly. “I believe you, I can sense you are telling the truth. What is your name?” In response, you see her defences slowly fall you feel her relief and tiredness. She is a pawn in a larger game no sinister agent of the Jedi.

“Are you for real? You know I didn’t know he was an imperial. I never wanted this.”

“It's ok. But you didn’t say your name?”

She smiles for the first time and you struggle to keep a stern face in front of Knash. “My name is Solentz.” There is a moment of silence as Solentz looks you up and down allowing herself to appreciate you.

Knash interrupts the developing moment and you are glad, without interruption you would have most likely overstepped. “The point is; she doesn’t deny the charge. So, now you must decide, execution or trial by combat.”