Well, you DID say beautiful women were your weakness.

You really should tell these two to fuck off. They had, after all, knocked you out, tied you up and then tried to steal your ship out from under you. If you didn't have the fail-safes you had built into the ignition sequence in place, they would have probably not even bothered keeping you around. So, really, you should tell them both to go fuck themselves and work on getting yourself out of this situation.

Buuuut, on the other hand, they hadn't killed you when they could have very easily done so (though you feel that was probably more due to Teesha's wishes than Farrah's). That was a plus. And, hey, at least they'd had the decency to get you off before knocking you out. You'd been played by the old honeypot routine before and, usually, they left you with blue balls to go along with your splitting headache. At least Teesha had blown you to completion and Farrah had even helped. That was nice of them, even if the whole attempted hijacking and **** wasn't.

Really, though, what it came down to is that you'll always be a sucker for a pretty damsel in distress. Mostly because the damsels that were in distress were often the ones that would do anything to show their gratitude for those that helped them. Not that you expected that from these two, but, hey, you're an eternal optimist when it comes to your chances for getting laid.

So, eventually, you heave a heavy sigh and nod slowly. "I'm fuckin' stupid for even considerin' this, but fine. Let's hear it. What's the story? What's got you so **** that you're knockin' out decent criminals like myself to get your way?"

Farrah looks fairly dumbfounded by your willingness to listen to their story, but Teesha looks relieved and cheered by your reaction. You take that to mean that Teesha was probably glad that nobody had to beat anything out of you and you, in your infinite over-confident way, take that to mean she must like you. Plus, she'd already said you were cute and sucked your dick. In your book, that pretty much meant you were in with her.

"Good, thank you! Really.", Teesha said, the relief she felt obvious in her voice, "Okay, well, you see, Farrah and I, well, we're sisters and..."

"Okay, wait, hold up...sisters?", you ask incredulously, looking between the human and the Phyrellian with an arched brow, "Um...do I gotta say why that doesn't make a bit of damn sense?"

"Half-sisters, asshole. Same human mother, different fathers. Teesha's half-Phyrellian, but Phyrellian genes are dominant in half-breeds, making them look pretty much Phyrellian for all intents and purposes. It's only down on the genetic level you can tell she's got human in her at all.", Farrah says defensively, perhaps used to such reactions in people when the relation between the pair of them is revealed, "So, yeah, sisters. You got a problem with that, dickhead?"

"...I miss when ya used to call me honey and sweetheart. What happened to us, Farrah? Have we really grown apart so much in the past hour since you were playing with my balls in the engine room?", you say with mock solemnity and then give her a cheeky grin which seems to piss her off as she again grips your gun tightly as if wanting to draw it once more.

Teesha steps in between you two and continues to talk. "Anyway, Farrah and I left home together to join a mercenary band when she was eighteen and I was seventeen. We earned money and sent it back home to our family. It's a typical story, right?", Teesha says and then pauses as if to collect herself before going on, "Well, a few days ago, we were going to contact home and send money like usual, but...but it turns out the colony world that our family was on was attacked by pirates. They were eventually ran off, but it seems like they took prisoners. Our mother and younger sister were among them."

You think to make a quip about things, but, seeing the looks on Farrah and Teesha's faces, you bite your tongue. Even you have some tact and you can see that both women are clearly distraught about the fate of their family. You stay silent for a few moments before, finally, you clear your throat so you can signal your intent to speak.

"Right, fine. So you're goin' after pirates. Fine. Why not go with the whole damn merc group you're part of?", you ask.

"Because Tarval is an asshole.", Farrah growls and Teesha looks away in embarrassment, "The motherfucker said he would turn the entire ship around to save our family. Our family is his family, he said. He said he'd help us...if...if..."

"...If I slept with him. He wanted to...be with me for a long time, but I wasn't interested in him like that. Tarval, the leader of the merc group we were with...he's not an overly kind man.", Teesha said, rubbing a place on her arm as though remembering an old wound there, "But...but I did it. For my family."

"And then the fucker went back on his word! I tried to gut the bastard and he dumped us both here on the Junk moon before taking off with the rest.", Farrah snarled, looking severely pissed, "I told the fucker Teesha was off limits when we joined up. The motherfucker took it like a challenge and then...well, here we are."

The two women fall silent, Teesha in shame and Farrah in anger, and you think things over. It's not an old story. Unscrupulous employer taking advantage of a **** employee to fuck them. Hell, that's a tale as old as time. It's an old sob story, really, and not one that moves you over much. The talk about their family kidnapped by pirates though...

"Fine. So he abandoned you, probably only with the clothes on your back and whatever creds you had in your private accounts, so you hatched this scheme and played me for my ship. Fine. Okay. I get it.", you say and then fix the two women with your gaze firmly, "But, even if this had worked, what the fuck were you plannin' to do? Attack pirates with my stolen ship and mount a two-woman rescue? Come on! That's fuckin' stupid. It's a suicide mission, firstly, and it's to save, what, your mom?"

"And sister.", Teesha added quietly.

"...another sister, right, you said that. What's she, half-Huxorian?", you ask, only half-jokingly.

"...Garilian."

"...wow, your mom gets around, doesn't she?", you remark with a soft whistle.

"Hey, shut your fucking mouth!", Farrah says harshly and you shake your head at her to silence her.

"No, you shut your fuckin' mouth and listen! This mother and sister of yours? Kidnapped by pirates? Look, the hard truth is, they're probably dead. And, if they ain't, they probably damn well wish they were because there's only one reason pirates are gonna be keepin' prisoners and that's to sell 'em or fuck 'em."

"WE KNOW!", Teesha yells out in sudden distress, tears shining in her eyes as she looks to you, the fears and doubts in her coming to the fore, "We...we know that. We're not stupid. We know that...but we have to try anyway. They're..."

"They're our family.", Farrah finishes for Teesha as she come up beside her sister and puts an arm around her as the half-Phyrellian begins to cry softly against her sister's shoulder.

Well...fuck. Didn't mean to make her cry, but it wasn't like you were wrong. This entire plan of theirs is stupid and ill-formed. It's based on anger and grief instead of thought. It's a suicide mission, like you said, and you should wash your hands of the whole thing.

But...but, dammit, that old weakness for a pretty woman with a sob story is hard to shake.