The clone homeworld

Meanwhile, Drek and Ranvi successfully land at the hangar, where Shaak Ti welcomes them.

Ranvi (as they both bow in front of the Jedi master): Master Shaak Ti.

Shaak Ti: Welcome, young ones! I am glad to see you both, though I was not informed about your arrival.

Drek: The council sent us here, master.

Shaak Ti: The council? Strange that I did not know about that...

Ranvi: It is a very... Delicate mission. The council wanted absolute discretion about the matter, hence the secrecy.

Shaak Ti: I see... Hmm... May I know at least the nature of your mission here? The council rarely ever leaves its own members in the dark.

Drek (stepping closer and whispering to her): The council chose the JSF to investigate the databanks of the Kaminoans. As you must have heard, a fellow Jedi was shot dead by a clone trooper not so long ago...

Shaak Ti (whispering): Yes, CT-5358, also known as Tup, had a temporary behaviour disorder when he killed Master Tiplar on Ringo Vinda.

Flashback:

Drek (whispering): Since you are close to the Kaminoans by being stationed here, the council didn't want to risk exposing this investigation, not even unintentionally.

Shaak Ti: I see. In this case, I grant you free access to Tipoca City, you may do here as you wish and may the **** be with you!

Drak and Ranvi: May the **** be with you, master!

Drek and Ranvi walks out of the hangar and head to the databank centre, while Shaak Ti remains in the hangar, thinking on what she's been told. As she does so, her apprentice comes to see her master.

Maris: Master, is something bothering you?

Shaak Ti: No, it's nothing. Probably. Come, let's continue your training.

Maris: Yes, master!

Maris Brood is the apprentice of Shaak Ti, who will survive order 66 and find refuge on Felucia following the rise of the Empire. The planet will corrupt the masterless padawan however, and make her turn to the dark side in her solitude.

Back to your story, you enter the emergency hatch and find Boba waiting for you there with a big bag with a towel on it, behind him. When he sees your bare, sporty body, he blushes in embarrassment and stares at the wall next to him instead of looking at you. You find his embarrassment cute and decide to tease him.

Boba (embarrassed): You... You didn't tell me you were going to be... ehm...

Lana: Hi Boba! I didn't tell you I was going to be what? Wet?

Boba (even more embarrassed): What?! No, that's not what I meant...! I...!

Lana (as you take the towel from the bag and wrap it around yourself): Don't worry, I'm just kidding, I know you knew I was going to be sooo wet after coming out of the water and seeing a young, fresh gentleman like you waiting to rescue me!

Boba (pointing at the bag): Enough of that, it's nothing like that...! I just did what you asked! Here's your stuff, as you asked! I hope you'll keep your end of the bargain too, because I'm not doing anything for free, not even for my Mandalore!

Lana (as you drop the towel "accidentally"): Thanks for taking my stuff here for me! I've got you covered, not like myself, oups!

Boba (closing his eyes and turning away): Stop that already, will you?! This is so immature!

Lana (you walk to him and hug him from behind): Oooh, sorry, didn't know you were the prudish type! Though I can't help but wonder... Do you have your "lightsaber ignited" yet? From this angle, it seems like it!

Boba (putting his hands on his crotch): Hey, this is sexual harassment! Get away from me!

Lana (putting the towel back on): What's the matter, it is totally normal at your age to be interested in women! But relax, that was just a little jesting. Now, to get serious. As promised, I'll grant you an official bull of bestowing Jango's armour to you. None may question your right to it.

Boba (taking his hands off and revealing his bulge): Good, otherwise I wouldn't have returned to this place, just for his memory to be well preserved. So, since my end of the deal is done, I'm getting out of here.

Lana: Thanks for your help, see you later kid! Oh and... You should take a break before meeting anyone, since your... "Lightsaber", is piercing your pants!

Boba (putting his hands back and running away): Blast, I hate you Lana!

Lana: Be well Boba!

You dry yourself, then open the bag. It contains your armour, weapons, everything. You don't know how Boba managed to smuggle that into the city without being detected, but that must have something to do with his time living here with his father, Jango. You put everything on, preparing for the upcoming mayhem you must unleash when Drek sends you the signal. Until they need you, you camouflage your presence from Shaak Ti with the ****, so you cannot use it, or she'll sense your presence.

Lana (whispering to Drek via a comlink): Drek, I'm in, are you there yet?

Drek: Not yet, we need 10 more minutes to reach the place. Try to stay hidden until then, if the alarm starts before we enter the data centre, it'll lock down and keep us out.

Lana (whispering): Alright, I'll wait for your signal.

You sit down where you are and meditate, waiting for the time to pass. Then, you sense some patrolling troopers coming your way, you rush in the opposite direction in the alleyway, until you stumble upon a door that isn't locked. Getting inside, you are hidden from the coming patrols. You look around inside as the troopers march past the door and realize you went into the male locker room. Maybe there are no female ones on Kamino with a male clone army anyway. Maybe for the few Kaminoan women living in the facility, but those must be reserved. You hear the water being used in the showers, so you might have evaded a trap to fall into an other. Listening carefully at the door until the troopers walk away, you hear the showers being turned off and the clones laughing and talking in there. You have little time, since you can't go out of the room, you should hide somewhere in the room, but there are no hiding spots. All in all, you decide to stop playing hide and seek and confront the should be unarmed clones coming freshly from the showers.

Clone (towelling his back): Ah man, that last training session was crazy, I mean, how are we supposed to hit those targets up on the platform?!

Clone (with his towel being wrapped around him): I hit them in my session twice, you should really get more practice with your aim if you miss those, because once we get out on a real mission and you are... Oh, wait, who's that?!

You grab your blasters and point them at them. There are at least 8 clones in front of you, all petrified and staring at you. Some are even having their penises on display.

Lana (intimidatingly): Stop where you are or I'll put some holes into you!

Clone: An intruder! Sound the alarm!

Lana: Don't you move an inch or you are as good as dead!

Clone: The intruder is a she by her voice! How could a woman infiltrate this place like that? And why is she in the showers?!

Clone: Who the Hutt cares about those?! She's here and she must be captured or eliminated!

Lana: You are welcome to try, but I wouldn't bet on you..

Clone: Soo, what's it gonna be ma'am? If you let us go, we'll sound the alarm. Are we all gonna die?

Clone (whining): Oh man, I didn't expect to be killed naked! That sucks!

Lana: I don't want to hurt any of you! Play it nice, stay here, and we'll all walk away from this as if none of that happened!

Clone (pointing at your belt): Hey, look, she has lightsabers!

Clone: Lightsabers?! I only know one girl with two lightsabers in the enemy ranks... Ventress!

Clone (whining): Oh man, we're totally screwed!

Lana: I'm not Ventress, I'm a Jedi and this is all a big, big big misunderstanding! Can't we come to a compromise?

Clone: Whoever you are, you are clearly not expected to be at our home! I'm going to raise the alarm!

Clone: Relax Bookworm, this girl doesn't want to hurt us! Clearly, if she wanted to, she would have just shot us all minutes ago, right? I say we hear her out.

Bookworm: This is a terrible idea Banger... The protocol for an infiltration of our city is...

Banger (he's the clone with the thickest cock in the group): Bla-bla-bla, protocol... infiltration... We'll improvise! So, what's that gonna be girl? What'll you give us for not sounding the alarm as soon as you are gone?

Lana: Well, letting you live should suffice I think...

Banger: Suffice? I'm a specialized bomb expert, my life is always at risk of ending, if you end it prematurely, you'll at least end my boring training! Offer something else!

Bookworm (whispering to Banger): Banger, this is a mistake!

Lana: Like... What? I mean... What could I give you, if not a...? Wait... You expect me to give you something like a...?

Banger: Yeah, I'm listening to your suggestions!

Lana (sighing): Okay at this point, why not just offer it... So... Do you guys want to get a... blowjob or something? In return for not busting me?

Banger (flexing his muscles): Hell yeah, I knew this day way going to be great!

The clones look at each other and silently agree to your terms. Save for Bookworm.

Bookworm (stepping out of the group): I've heard enough of this! Would you all really let her walk freely at our home just to be given a head?! I'm done with you lot! I'm sounding the alarm right now!

Banger: Bookworm don't...!

Lana (pointing your blasters at him): Stop or I'll...!

He makes a run towards the emergency button, and you hesitate to shoot him. You could stop him with the **** of course, but that would reveal you. Yet, you would rather jeopardise your personal goal than shoot an innocent man. You have used **** freeze on him just before he could press the button.

Clone (astonished): Wow, she really is a Jedi!

Banger: Oooh man, I have never been sucked by a Jedi!

Lana: Sorry, but that offer doesn't stand anymore. With your friend forcing me to use the ****, there is no turning back now.

Clone: Then... What are you going to do with us?

Lana (using **** mind trick on them): You are going to forget everything that has happened here...

Clones: We are going to forget everything that has happened here...

Lana: Oh and...! Banger, you are going to stop letting infiltrators into the base in exchange for sex...

Banger: I am going to stop letting infiltrators into the base in exchange for sex...

Lana (ending the **** mind trick): Good, dismissed!

The clones start towelling themselves as you exit the locker room and head further in the corridor. You immediately mask your presence once again as soon as you leave the room, hoping Shaak Ti hasn't noticed anything. Meanwhile, the Jedi master has been busy talking to a high-ranking Kaminoan cloner, when she suddenly feels your presence. She turns away from the conversation to make sure she has felt it correctly.

Commander (curiously): Is something wrong general?

Shaak Ti (whispering to him): Hmm... Maybe... Maybe it is nothing... I do not know it for certain, yet... Assemble a special squad, commander. In complete secrecy. We might have an unexpected visitor... I do not want to let them know I know of their presence until I have figured out their motives...

Commander: Roger that, general!

Maris: What am I to do master?

Shaak Ti: Stay in your quarters and wait for my return. This should be over quickly. I hope our guest's intentions are not evil.

Maris (disapproving): But master! Let me come with you! I can defend myself, you taught me how to fight, I could be of...!

Shaak Ti: That is enough padawan! My order still stands. I will look for you when I have settled everything.

Maris (bowing in regret): Please, forgive me master! I will wait for you in my quarters. May the **** be with you!

You keep walking down the corridor and ask Drek if it's time to sound the alarm, but he asks you to wait patiently for a few more minutes, they are almost at the data storage. You hide in a stockpile and sit on a crate until it's time to let all hell loose in your area.