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Jiljoo had indeed been tidying up, almost immediately upon being freed by Kameron she had took on the restoration of the living quarters of the Lucky Hand as if it were her personal quest. The common room was already passably clean, almost sterile but she hadn't yet had time to put any decorative charm into it just yet. But for now it was lunch time and she carried a tray of neatly cut sandwiches and a glass of the Captain's wine for each of the two cockpit occupants. Ka Master Kameron, Jiljoo make the Lookey 'And all sparkley for you. She said in her broken yet somewhat musical version of galactic basic. As her hands were full she used one lekku to caress the side of Kameron's face and lovingly brush his blonde hair back. Her time as a slave had been short but unpleasant, perhaps more unpleasant for her former master than for her, but still she was grateful for his generous act. She still treated him as if he were her Master, in part because she knew it made him uncomfortable and that amused her, but more so because strangers would respect his ownership and not try to take her for themselves. She glanced at the pilot as she set the tray down between them. The girl seemed competent enough but Jiljoo could read people well enough to know she had lost more than part of her arm in her crash. The sandwiches were neatly cut and arranged, made easy to eat while concentrating on the operation of the ship. Master want Jiljoo bring anyt'ing more? She asked Kameron before heading out to feed the fourth member of their still forming crew. She picked up a single plate with an uncut sandwich made from the rumps of the bread loaf she had baked, the lesser cuts of whatever meat she had acquired were lumped between them. With a cup of room temperature water she headed to the engine compartment. You eat. She said curtly to the man as she slapped the plate and cup onto the console next to him. She could practically smell the Imperial training on him and did not intend to linger for any small talk. She paused though as she began to take mental inventory of the many gadgets and devices he had about him. Many of which could be useful to her, perhaps she would need to be a little nicer to this one after all. She let one warm hand rest on his shoulder for a moment, just to judge his reaction to physical contact. A lekku, seemingly inadvertently brushed across his back as she turned to look at him. You want somet'ing more Lar-ah-sin? She asked, trying to keep her animosity hidden, or at least show she was trying.
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To date, the majority of Nykei's piloting abroad the Lucky Hand been inputting location coordinates and listing off upon approved vectors. No wild firefights barreling through space or desperate chases through the atmosphere. Just coordinate input and basic takeoffs and landings. Things any amateur pilot would have been more than capable of accomplishing. Nothing that required the skills she had developed as a swoop bike racer, and, for that, Nykei was content. So far the Lucky Hand had proven to be just that, lucky. Jiljoo, the domestic servant of the ship, entered with sandwiches. Captain Kam had assured Nykei the woman was no longer a slave, but still, she stuck around, playing the role. Though, it was possible she'd known no other life. So Nykei sat stone faced as she spoke in her broken basic, blindly groping for a sandwich square as to not make eye contact. From the corner of her eyes, she could see the lekku teasing the captain's cheek, and his uncomfortable fliching away. Did she realize he hated that? If so, Nykei's respect for the woman had increased exponentially. There was something subversive about the idea of a freedwoman playing the role of a slave and playing it purposefully badly. A sort of reclaiming of her agnecy, after whatever it was the slaver had done to her. Nykei didn't know, and didn't ask. In a way, she figured it wasn't much different than herself, pretending at an identify that no longer fit right. Reinventing it into something new. We are on track to touch down on Coruscant in 90 minutes, Captain.
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Kamerons charming smile soured a little at Jiljoos lilting voice calling him master yet again. Granted, it was only recently that hed won both her and the ship in an underground pazaak tournament on the galactic capital world, Coruscant, but hed freed her from her slavery as soon as he possibly could. Jiljoo... y dont have to call me Master, he reminded her, his voice low and calm. It was a recurring thing, and he was fairly certain the beautiful Twilek girl did it just to get a reaction out of him. Of course, his words were directed at her back as she walked out of the bridge. He just chuckled and shook his head, flicking the intercom switch off and sitting up straight. 90 minutes, huh? Good, great. Plenty of time for lunch, Kam said, grabbing a half of a sandwich and taking a bite. Systems are runnin at expected numbers, no spikes in the readings. His hands danced over the control panels, his eyes scanning different read outs at a pace only an experienced pilot could manage. Great sandwich. Gotta remember to thank Jilj later, he mused, smiling. Shell be happy to hear that, pretty sure.
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Upon hearing the question Kameron asked over the intercom, Larasen flicked the switch and practically mumbled stand by. While he was familiar with basic technology and could read a gauge as well as any man, especially one with alleged Durese blood, Larasen was no ship engineer. Fortunately, he didn't have to know how to maintain a ship in order to program another droid to do it. Fortunately, the Imperial Army always had old droids that could be bought by those properly vetted individuals, and Larasen, who separated under honorable conditions and had held a job as a licensed technician working for a legal swoop bike team had been able to purchase some totaled droids for little more than the scrap value. Government waste was a constant across all systems. He checked the display on the astromech he had plugged in to the engine room panel and cycled through a menu. The droid lacked a vocabulator as well as the ability to process verbal commands. It had been purchased as a less personality-ridden means to assist on capital ships, then scrapped for being...inadequate, but could handle simple tasks like monitoring the systems of a mid-size freighter. As he messed with that, the offer of a sandwich caught him off-guard, and turned to see the blue-skinned twi'lek standing over him. Thanks, he said curtly, more than a bit uncomfortable with her proximity combined with how she'd slapped down the plate of food. When she set her hand on his shoulder, he stiffened, though not in the fun way. While, in theory, he was completely okay with her touching him, he hadn't figured out what to make of her. Uh, no...thanks, he responded to an offer that was, by his judging of her tone, equally likely to be a threat. He turned back to the droid and checked the status, then flipped the intercom. I think it's doing about as much as I'd trust it to do.
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As Jiljoo felt the tech's body stiffen at her touch she smiled. Female twi'leks were so often coveted by males and here she had the two men on the ship practically recoiling at her touch. She had found that it was best to have the males of most species left guessing and off guard, they were much less trouble that way. She took advantage of his momentary distraction in answering the Captain to palm several small items off the console next to him, hoping they wouldn't be missed too badly. She could always say she found them cleaning, it was an excellent way to explain just about anything she did or went about the ship. She smiled at the busy little droid whom Larasen had set to task at keeping the ship running. She admired the steady little persistence of the mechanical creatures and how utterly predictable they could be, barely appreciating that it was due to tech's like Larasen that kept them that way.
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Kam finished up his sandwich, unobtrusively watching as Nykei piloted the ancient freighter. Ten minutes, confirmed, he said, glancing over at his own instrument panels. Everythins still checkin out normal, cept for that number four deflector panel. Let Lar know about it, wouldja? He patted the ships consol board, smiling. Cmon, dont let us down on our first trip together. The young smuggler rose from his seat, stretching a little as he crossed to the navigation screens towards the aft of the bridge. Whats our contacts ETA? he asked casually, glancing over at the female occupying the pilots seat. While she wasnt anything like the naturally sultry Twilek Jiljoo, Nykei still had a certain beauty about her. Kam even considered the small scars that showed where shed been injured as a part of her allure. Plus, he found her bionic arm interesting. It looked a little too bulky to be just that he wondered what mods shed had fitted to it.
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Before you depart, ladies, I wanted to thank you for a lovely evening. The dark-haired courtesan - Miko, he recalled - laughed gaily as he kissed her hand. She still smelled of sweat and sex, and he could taste the nights pleasures on her fingers. Oh no, Mr. Halfri. Thank you. Bowing gallantly, he kissed the blondes hand as well. And you as well, Ylessia, he added, taking great care to use her name. Names were important, after all. They built connections and instilled feelings of trust, because everyones favorite word was their own name. Besides, as impressively double-jointed as she was, it was worth remembering her name. I only wish I could tempt you to extend the evenings contract. Both women looked tempted, which he liked to flatter himself was due to more than professional training. Im afraid not, Miko sighed. We have other obligations, after all. After a few more pleasantries they left, meeting the skycab that called at his private landing pad. Well, at Iantho Halfris private landing pad, anyway. He wasnt that absentee gentleman, but his home had been languishing while the banker was offworld on business, and he suspected that hed more than repaid the use of the mans identity this past week by enhancing his reputation in society - he would have any number of new friends and admirers now, and an open invitation to the homes and beds of three different high-born ladies of Society. Scratching his head, he absently wondered what Iantho Halfri actually looked like. Then he shrugged. If the banker didnt have te good fortune to resemble his guest, why then hed still have a story he could fine out on for a month or more. He had, after all, been fortunate enough to be impersonated by the Baronet Sevastian tel-Florindel Sergovia Organa-Nahal. It was a brush with greatness! Savoring the thought, he watched the sunlight dance in the domes and spires of the Coruscant ecumenopolis. Then he turned and headed for the bathroom. Perhaps Alythra would be willing to extend her contract a few more hours? And if not, then at least he could make himself presentable for his lunch meeting. Six hours from now, Iantho Halfri would be the owner of a brand new luxury yacht. Yes, he told himself as he opened the bathroom door, this was going to be a good day.
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Once Jiljoo felt the freighter come to a soft but firm landing, she made her way to the crew common room. She needed to talk to their pilot alone but wanted to give her enough time to stretch her legs. She had a simple bottle of Endorian Port and two glasses, she thought it might help for the news she had to break to her. When she found her she broke into a sincere but somewhat sad looking smile. Nice landing, care to celebrate? She asked, holding the two glasses in one hand and the bottle in the other. Her lekku making a gesture that would suggest 'please' if one knew such things. Her suggestion of a celebration somewhat of a contrast to her mood. She didn't even know if Nykei drank but now seemed a good a time as any to find out. She pulled the cork with well practiced ease and poured each of them a glass, hoping her offer wouldn't be refused. I suppose it isn't nearly as exciting as swoop bike racing. She said in a slightly awkward conversational tone as she tried to steer the subject to what might be difficult ground for both of them. Jiljoo was a good listener and would give her new friend or so she hoped she would become ample time to answer but it was likely apparent that she had something she needed to tell the former star racer. Would you... she paused, clearly nervous ...mind coming to my room? I have something I need to tell you. She picked up her glass and the bottle, and unless Nykei refused would lead her to her room where they could be alone.
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Nice landing, care to celebrate? Nykei laughed, almost derisively, before stopping herself. Jiljoo had intended it as a compliment, but it was hard to take credit for something so simple and basic. Besides, the compliment was accompanying an offer of drinks. Nykei tried not to think about what else that offer might entail. Sure. Not that I need a reason to drink. Jiljoo poured a couple drinks and handed her one. I suppose it isn't nearly as exciting as swoop bike racing. There is a reason I don't race anymore, Nykei muttered, unconsciously flexing mechanical fingers. Then she drank down the glass, letting the burn of alcohol cleanse her bitterness. Would you... she paused, clearly nervous, ...mind coming to my room? I have something I need to tell you. This warranted a raised eyebrow. What was on the twi'lek's mind? Nykei doubted it was mere flirtation, as she teased the men on abroad with a practiced ease. Whatever it was, it might have been best to deal with it now, before they were stuck together in space for a prolonged period. Sure, lead the way. Over the spray of the shower, Alythra heard the bathroom door open. A shape distorted by the frosted glass of the fresher stepped through and the Zeltron smirked. Good morning, Mr. Halfri. I hope you don't mind I use your fresher. Though, I see no reason why you can't join me, if you so desire, She suggested, though she doubted it was necessary. He knew full well knew the fresher could easily fit three. Back arched to rinse the shampoo from her hair, she tempted him with a silhouette that exaggerated her curves. Anticipating his offer, Alythra preempted him, I am afraid I cannot extend our contract past this hour. I have another appointment to make this afternoon.
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Jiljoo's Cabin Jiljoo and Nykei Sure. Not that I need a reason to drink. It was Jiljoo's turn to laugh, though it was a bit more uncertain than the pilot's. Alone with Nykei it might be noticed that her use of galactic basic was natural and easy. She did however have trouble fully following the lack of context when speaking with lekku-less species such as humans. Still it was clear enough that her offer of a drink was not going to be refused, that would make things at least a little easier. There is a reason I don't race anymore, Twi'lek's don't blush, at least not obviously so but Jiljoo's lekku rung together like nervous fingers which was something a kin to asking forgiveness. She did pick up on the finger flexing of the prosthetic arm, not that she needed reminding of why she wanted to talk to her. Sure, lead the way. Relieved that she would have an opportunity to talk, Jiljoo's smile turned a bit happier. Her white teeth seemed to sparkle behind her full blue lips. With hands full of glass and bottle, Jiljoo seemingly without thought or difficulty used her lekku to open the door and waited for Nykei to proceed her. Her cabin was little more than a narrow corridor with cabinets on one side and a bed on the other. A small counter had the usual personal items and one or two pictures of blue hued twi'lek's and one set off as if it were part of a mini-shrine that her guest would quite likely recognize if she looked closely enough. Jiljoo motioned for Nykei to sit at one end of her bed as she sat at the other. It allowed some small space between them as she extended the bottle to pour her guest another drink, then refilling her own before placing the bottle on the counter and retrieving the shrine photo. You recognize Val don't you? She asked, not very certain of just how well she would have known her betrothed, before he had nearly killed Nykei along with himself in their last race. She was nervous, not at all certain of what Nykei's reaction might be. He didn't want to do it...I thought you should know. Jiljoo's lekku seemed almost confused as if they didn't even know how to express the swirls of emotions running through her heart and mind. Tears began to form in her large dark eyes. The Hutt...told him he would buy me and hurt me. We were betrothed, he said the money would buy my freedom. I...I couldn't talk him out of it. Her words were sincere, or a very convincing act. Jiljoo began to weep, her head hung low as she hugged the picture to her breasts.
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Kameron wandered through the crew commons, hands thrust into his pants pockets. His green gaze flirted over the females as they disappeared into Jiljoos small quarters, and he paused, a curious expression crossing his handsome face. Deciding that their privacy was important, he left them alone despite being curious. Shrugging it away, he headed aft, towards the engine compartment. Kam rapped his knuckles on the bulkhead by the entryway to the engine room, smiling as he looked at the mild disarray that Larasen called his method. He imagined that Nykeis swoop garage had probably looked similar, since Larasen had been her mechanic before they joined. Still tinkerin away? Why not let the droids work on it a bit? Youve been back here the entire cruise.
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The picture on Jiljoo's dresser made Nykei frown. She did recognize the young man, but her recillections were colored by a mangled corpse and fiery crash. Mexhanical fingers tightened into a fist, phantom pain gripping her arm and mind. Nykei gathered the twi'lek in her arms. Guilty that she mourned her potential career while a real person had loat their life. Nykei xould even say she would have made a different desicion in his place. I am sorry for your loss, she whispered, stroking the length of a lekku. I don't blame him, or you, Nykei assured her. Ghoutta robbed us, and we will find a way to make him pay. I promise you that. Arm wrapped around Jiljoo, Nykei lead her out of the ship. Come on. Lets takes our mind odf it for now with sone shopping.
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Meanwhile, in the Coruscant residence of Iantho Halfri... Sev paused in the entrance to the fresher, enjoying the sight of water cascading over crimson skin. As he did her posture changed slightly, better displaying her charms to his gaze. Good morning, Mr. Halfri, she purred, arching her body as she washed her hair, I hope you don't mind I use your fresher. But of course, he replied, watching her performance, it is my pleasure. She looked at him, and there was a clear invitation in her gaze. Though, I see no reason why you can't join me, if you so desire. He smiled at that, stepping into the fresher. Needles of near-scalding water lashed his body, causing old scars to stand out white against his flushed skin. I think, he said slowly, that I do desire that. Her hand rested on his chest, holding him back. I am afraid I cannot extend our contract past this hour. I have another appointment to make this afternoon. Only an hour? He made a pretense of considering that. Then he pressed her back, pinning her between the tile of the fresher and his own hard body. Well then, he murmured against her lips, hands exploring her curves, I suppose Ill have to work quickly... Despite his words, he didnt move quickly at all. Instead, he let his lips follow the path of the water as it flowed down her body. Tiny kisses and bites traced a line along the curve of one breast and down her stomach as he slowly dropped to his knees before her. How much of that hour do I have left? he teased as he kissed his way over her thigh. Enough to feel you climax on my tongue? He traced the lips of her slit, tasting her arousal as he did. Unheard over the hissing of the water, , the front door opened. Two stern men in black uniforms entered, eyes sweeping the front room as they held plaster pistols at the ready. This so-called Halfri should still be here, one said. Shoot to stun.
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Jiljoo and Nykei in Jiljoo's quarters. If Nykei had never been this close to a twi'lek before she would quickly notice the intense heat of Jiljoo's body. If she were human she would seem feverish but this was perfectly normal with her species' high metabolism. She returned the human girl's embrace with one of her own. The contrast of Nykei's feminine form with her mechanical arm gave the grieving twi'lek a strange but not unpleasant sensation. Twi'leks were a passionate race but Jiljoo was not one to dwell on her grief, it had just been difficult to talk to someone who had been so close to it herself. Stroking of lekku was an intimate act and Jiljoo shuddered slightly at the intensity of it even as the hard fingers of her prosthetic pulled her closer. When their embrace ended Jiljoo seemed relieved and wiped away her tears. She smiled, more genuinely now that the ice was broken between them. When Nykei mentioned making Ghoutta pay her face became more serious. Yes, it is well past time that I collect Val's winnings, with interest. Her tone very different than the somewhat naturally subservient dancer that had won such diverse attentions five years ago. I'd love to! She said as her serious tone melted away as quickly as it had appeared. But wait. She held the other girl back before leaving her quarters. Do you have a weapon? Coruscant is not as safe as the Empire would have you think. She opened one of her drawers that was mostly empty except for a small array of weapons, all small and easily concealed. Jiljoo didn't wear much in the line of clothing and pulled out the smallest of her collection. It won't win a firefight, but I won't be taken so easily again. She said, referring to her short but unpleasant experience as a slave.
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Jiljoo tucked the small blaster into her ample cleavage and headed out for what she hoped would be a carefree shopping trip with Nykei. She was curious about her hint about a 'back up' but let it go for the time being, they had some long trips ahead of them and plenty of time to be curious then. Will you help me pick out some clothes? It's been a little while since I have been able to choose what I wear. She loved the other girls style as she caught up and took her mechanical hand, having a certain fascination with it as they walked. Jiljoo had much more eyes for clothes than swoop bikes but she noticed Nykei lingering on a faded advertisement. It didn't take long for her to recognize her friend on the poster. She pulled Nykei back by her hand, Jiljoo was a physical woman and wasn't afraid to use her dancer's strength for more than dancing. Sexy! And I'm not talking about the bike. She told her friend as she looked at her face to face, the poster still visible over her shoulder. She enjoyed having another girl to hopefully be friends with on the ship. She hadn't had a close girlfriend since Alythra, back when she was dancing because she wanted to, not because she had no choice.