((YIM log April 29/2011))<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Alright, so who is 'she' so I can at least give her your regards when I find her?" As they stood there talking Talika focused her will, letting the Force open her senses in order to guide her strikes (Battlemind). She brought her lightsaber up to the basic two handed stance, not bothering to waste time with anything flashy, and prepared to attack her opponent as soon as the other was within striking distance. She repled to his taunt with a slight shrug, "No; I don't plan to be worrying about those for some time yet."<br/><br/>Tick: The cloaked figure wastes no time in charging you, your counter blow grazing in front of him and searing some of the black fabric of her garments before he moved in to count. His cut came dangerously close as you stepped back just in time. "I thought you would be a bit better then this."<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika slipped over a couple steps, positioning herself where she could back up without bumping into anything, hopefully. As she did, she moved with her lightsaber careful to keep it as a constant threat between herself and her foe, then she lashed out with a quick strike, retreating just as fast, almost before she could be sure if she'd hit him or not.<br/><br/>Tick: Just as your blade cuts another searing rip into his hood he leans down, taking a position you are all too familiar with. Form VII. Flipping his blade into a near horizontal line, he leans back, ready for your next attack just as his hood slips off due to the cut you put into revealing a much older version of the bothan you had fought not more then a few hours earlier.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Seeing her opponent gave Talika a start, though she didn't let down her guard as she exclaimed, "I know you! Sort of...who are you?" She didn't really wait for a reply, though, wanting to provoke a response and take advantage to attack, but she did so cautiously. Holding her lightsaber out in front of her she took a quick step in and her strike was almost a thrust, more a prod to make her opponent react and keep lightsaber where she could use it well for defence.<br/><br/>Tick: Just as you make your strike he lashes out as well knocking your blade aside with his vibroblade and quickly falling back into his stance. "I have never met you, if I had you would be dead already." He sneered and struck again just barely missing.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Come on, tell me some more about your Master." Talika taunted, though she was beginning to feel the strain of the fight. It was somehow more intense than the few blaster shootouts she'd been in, maybe because this was one on one and very close. She couldn't let up, though, that would almost the same thing as just lying down and letting this Sith kill her. Talika took a deep breath, pushing that fear and anxiety aside as she stepped in with a horizontal slash of her lightsaber.<br/><br/>Tick: Your strike collides close with the hilt of his blade as he parries and tries to make a hard cut towards your chest but misses this time. "My master is the best sith to ever live. Someone you could never understand." He growled (You, hit 4. Him not so much)<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "What do you call her? Won't you at least grant<br/>me the grace of know in whose name you are trying to take my head?" Talika tried a new tack to get a little more information from him. She shifted the position of her feet, her high heels clacking on the deck plating as she bounced slightly on her toes, the tip of her lightsaber in constant motion now. She was trying to hide her attacks, hoping to keep him off guard so she slip the humming energy blade past his defenses with her next strike.<br/><br/>Tick: The invader roared and stepped back just as her blade cut across his clothing, the smell of burning fur filling the cargo bay as he snarled at her. With one more hard strike he left a small cut on her shoulder. A little bit of a growl leaving his lips in dissappointment at the light cut. "You don't deserve to know her name you pathetic excuse for a Jedi, you don't even deserve the honour of a lightsaber."<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "I don't know, I don't seem to be having too much trouble holding my own here. So what's that say the 'honours' you might deserve?" Talika quipped, dancing around him again. She rotated her shoulder as her lightsaber drew numbers in the air between them. She didn't bother to check the uninjury, though she knew it wasn't bad. But she had to finish this soon, she was starting to tire. This time she swung her lightsaber in a downwards strike, making it look like she was wide, only so could swing it over low, maybe catch him on the legs.<br/><br/>Tick: When your cut slit his knee it was obvious this was over. "Bitch!" he yelled as his knee burned despite this he ripped out a pistol, and instead of aiming at her. Aimed at the crate, "You can come to hell with me." Firing one shot he blasted the lock off the cage, the monster slowly pushing the now unlocked door open.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Oh, this was not what Talika had wanted to happen. She gave a wide eyed glance to the creature and the turned to run for the cargo bay hatch; they could vent the air so there wasn't much oxygen, and then she could come in with a breathmask and restrain it while it was sluggish. Hopefully. She just needed to get to the intercom and get R5 to let her out.<br/><br/>Tick: This time the blaster fire shot the intercom. Shutting off her one method of escape. "No escape for you bitch, you and me both get to die here. No one wins." He gave a evil laugh, as the monster slowly crawled out of its cage, moving towards the couple quiet slow.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Asshole!" Talika swore, but not too loudly, as she was working hard not to let her emotions get the better of her. A Jedi wouldn't, after all. Talika moved further away from the bothan, keeping both him and the creature in her eyeline. What the bothan didn't know was that the intercom wasn't the only communication system in here; as always, Talika had that in her gun belt. She took it out to call R5, hoping that the damage to the intercom hadn't also fried any of the door controls.<br/><br/>Tick: As the tentacle monster approached the bothan he took this last chance and put the gun to the bottom of  his jaw and pulled the trigger. The smell of burning flesh filled the room as the bothan died, taking everything he knew with him. To make matters worse, the full seal on the door was creating a magnetic interferience. The droid did  realize something was wrong though and forced a message through saying he would work on fixing the network but it would take time. The tentacle monster slowly reached over for her.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika stepped back, her eyes flitting only briefly over at the bothan, and put away her lightsaber as she took the stun baton out from where she'd tucked it into her belt. She held it out in front of her, all set to whack any of the tentacles if they got to close. She hollered into the com at R5, "Hurry up, R5! That creature is loose now!"<br/><br/>Tick: The monster reached out with four tentacles, your stunblade jabbing one causing a small squeak of pain as it rushed to grab your arm with the stun baton. It's tentacle lies stunned as the other three grabbed her arm to prevent any more harm from coming to it.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Ahh! Let go!" Talika screamed at the creature, afraid now that it was going to attack and probably eat her. She tried to twist the wrist and hand holding the stun baton so she could jab it again, and given her fears, she dropped the comunit to the deck and reached for her lightsaber. Better to be alive and not get paid, after all.<br/><br/>Tick: Two more strong tentacles reached out and grabbed her hand, forcing the lighsaber out of one of her hands and the stun baton out of the other. The appendages realed her in slowly as R5 started beeping. The monsters tentacles slowly began to run all over her body caressing her flesh slowly not taking long to grab her ankles and fasten along them so they couldn't escape. It released a few small squeaks that were a bit less then terrifying.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "R5! You better hurry, this thing's got me!", she cried. Talika was freaked right out, and very scared. This was it, she though, she was about to be killed. No, probably eaten alive, as the bothan made for a very fresh corpse right over there. She pulled and struggled against the grip of the tentacle monster, trying desperately to free herself.<br/><br/>Tick: The monster contrary to her beliefs, was rather gentle, lacking hard muscles for anything disasterously horrid. Instead it slipped its tentacles into her clothing, Finding her intimate regions with disturbing ease. It was questionable if this was its first time taking a woman. Its slimy appendages wrapped themselves around her breasts and gave them a firm squeeze while one tentacle slipped down into her pantiless crouch and rubbed against it.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika found herself blinking in disbelief. This thing was feeling her up? She almost couldn't grasp the idea of it's tentacles squeezing her soft violet breasts, or the feeling of it over the taut muscles of her lower abdomen. Nevermind the slick feeling of it slipping past her gun belt and under the waistband of her tight little shorts, sliding over her smooth pubis. Talika screamed again and tried to pull her limbs free, "R5! Hurry! Please, please...!"<br/><br/>Tick: The monster ignored her plees and pulled her shorts down, forcing it off her legs and began to carress her nakes thighs and intimates with its soft fleshy tentacles, quickly following up to pull off her top as well leaving her nakes and vulnerable to its touch, two tentacles grabbing and squeezing her breasts, causing them to sweel slightly and become more sensitive as the flow of blood was slowed. Two more tentacles began to rub and tease her nipples.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "No, stop..." Talika plead weakly, squirming in the monsters grasp as she was left wearing nothing but her gun belt, over the knee socks and ankle boots. She tried in vain to evade the tentacles, feeling tears begin to well up as her purple nipples stiffened in reaction to the tentacles touch. Her tender sex wasn't doing much better, and Talika could feel her flesh reacting even though she didn't want it to, her sex growing hot, and the wetness down there wasn't all tentacle slime anymore.<br/><br/>Tick: The tentacle seemed to like her wetness as it began to work her lower lips like a dog might like a water bucket. One more tentacle slipped behind her ass and found its way between her firm cheeks and began to stroke up and down. The tentacles pulled back from her nipples for a moment, replaced by two of a different sword that seemed to have two round indentures on them, placing them on her ample breasts and suddenly began sucking on them. The tentacles proved to be quiet versitile and different forms of pleasure as and another one found her clit and began sucking on it as well.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika gasped, shaking her head as her lekku curled and shivered in an expression of the horror the twi'lek felt at her predicament. She couldn't believe the sensations the strange beast was forcing on her, the way it was stimulating her. The little ones suckling on her stiff nipples and clit were only a minor worry compared the new one rubbing the cleft of her ass. Talika was afraid that soon they'd be filling her holes, raping her, and she wasn't sure she could stand that.<br/><br/>Tick: The beast took his time, rubbing its slime between her soft fleshy ass cheeks before pushing inside. Slowly sinking its fleshy appendage into her ass at the same time, one tentacles began to push its way into her dripping slit. One more found its way between her breasts and the others pushed them around it, causing her to forcibly let it take her breasts like it was having sex with them. It gave a few delighted squeeks as it enjoyed itself with her body<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika screamed as she felt the first tentacle begin to slide up into her tight asshole, the painful stretching of it even as the slime lubricant made it all to easy for the thing to anally rape her. And then the sensation of another tentacle forcing it's way into her tiny little pussy, and the thin wall of flesh between the two tentacles as the creature raping her pushed them both in further. The beautiful twi'lek thrashed her head, lekku flailing now, as her body was abused by this disgusting creature.<br/><br/>Tick: 'The monster made no attempts to stop as she screamed, in fact the tentacles in her pussy began to move faster and faster as it fucked her. The one in her ass on the other hand let her adjust thereby moving slower. The other tentacles wrapped around her and caressed her body slowly and tenderly, wrapping around the majority of her legs, arms and stomach.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika sobbed, or moaned, still terrified that this thing would kill her when it was done raping her, but the worst was how it was making her feel. Her breasts had always been sensitive, and the tentacles abusing her perky violet tits were so...thorough. All of it, everything that was being done to her by this thing, was working together to drive her crazy, She couldn't believe how aroused she was, how good it felt to be so completely controlled and fucked, and how ashamed and humiliated she was by these feelings.<br/><br/>Tick: Suddenly, the beast gave a squeek and she could feel a splurt of liquid inside of her and the tentacles pulled out, only to be replaced by another tentacle. It seemed to be able to cum once for each tentacle and returned to working her tight ass and pussy harder. Its hold on her breasts squeezed stronger groping her breasts in intervals before slipping a tentacle into her mouth just as the one between her breasts released a splurge of greenish cum.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika whimpered, crying as she felt the tentacles begin to twitch and spray the creatures seed into her nubile body. Her whole body tingled and finally the fresh intrusion of a new tentacle into her brutalized anus sent her spiraling, shamefully, over the edge. Talika screamed around the tentacle raping her mouth, her swollen pussy clutching the tentacle inside it, then spasming, as she came hard. Her whole body tensed and relaxed as it passed through her, the twi'lek panting for breath, even more humiliated than ever at being forced to cum while being raped by some horrible creature.<br/><br/>Tick: But the creature wasn't done due to how small its tentacles were, it pushed a second one into her pussy and began to fuck them in opposite intervals, leaving her with two in her pussy, soon three. Filling her fully with three tentacles as it pumped in and out quickly and roughly, a second one pushing into her ass and stretching her tight hole. The ones around her breasts released her nipples and instead traced two of the spent tentacles around them, teasing and flicking them as it pumped her mouth.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: She was almost limp in the creatures grasp now, hanging crying as it continued to use the young twi'lek girls body without any apparent notion that it was against her will. Talika had never felt anything like this, so completely overpowered, so full as multiple tentacles penetrated her, and the feeling of the alternating thrusts was indescribable. She was going to cum again, soon, if this kept up, and humiliate herself again. Talika would have laughed if her pretty mouth wasn't so full, having just though of what R5 would say if he could see her now.<br/><br/>Tick: The monster began to release again, filling her mouth, covering her breasts and each of her ones in her ass and pussy released individually as they came, pushing its come deep inside of her as they did not stop till the had completely finished coming, withdrawing its tentacles and pulling back slowly slithering back into its cage and apparantly going back to sleep as it left her in a mixture of its and her juices.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika came again just as the creatures final spurts were released on her, into her. The twitching of all those tentacles at once inside her sensitive orifices and against her supple breasts was too much for the poor twi'lek to handle. And the humiliation itself, the idea of what she must have looked like, wrapped in and filled with all those tentacles, raped and abused, somehow sealed it, and Talika came that second time. When it retreated, she could do nothing but lie on the deck of the cargo bay, panting hard as she caught her breath and cried, feeling so very ashamed at the way her body had betrayed her.<br/><br/>Tick: Just at that moment the droid announced that he had the door open, freeing her of the Cargo bay<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika finished spitting and coughing out enough tentacle monster jizz to speak and weakly reached out for the comlink. She rolled over on to her back, legs folded to her knees were in the air and her legs were apart to give relief to her battered pussy and asshole.She spoke weakly into the comlink, "R5, get a new lock for the creatures cage from the machine ship and get in here."<br/><br/>Tick: The droid was quick to comply slipping into the cargo bay, stopping and looking her over with a soft whirling sound. Making several little beaps he mentioned how much of a slut she was and how he needed to keep her in a cage as well and moved over to the cage, replacing the lock and moving over, noticing the body. Without warning a small flame thrower popped out and torched the body, quickly incinerating it before moving back to his normal duties as if nothing ever happened.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "It attacked me, you damn droid!" Talika protested as she shakily got to her feet. She felt gross, covered in slime, monster semen and sweat. She needed to shower for a month straight, and get fresh clothing. Picking up her things she followed R5 out of the cargo deck, "Get this door sealed again and get us back into hyperspace, R5. I'm going to hit the 'fresher."<br/>Tick: The droid just mumbled about being ordered around by a slut before taking them back into hyperspace and getting them back on their way.(You can choose to faceforward to the landing on Nar Shadda or go into the Imprint world whenever we go into hyperspace)<br/><br/>Anathanasia: ((Okay, probably Nar Shaddaa. Talika's going to need a little time to process the monster molesting her before she's ready to face Adaavi again.))<br/><br/>Tick: As you land on the assigned dock of Nar Shadda the collectors are waiting for you, the pair a elegant, for the planet, pair who were obviosly very wealthy, and quiet attractive in several senses as well. Along with it a few gangs take notice to your landing. The droid beeped to her about landing and said he was gonig to go about fixing the ship, telling her to make sure to pick up some parts he wanted/needed to keep the ship running.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika made sure to collect her well earned pay. She even thought about demanding a bonus, but then she'd have to explain why, and she really didn't want anyone knowing what the creature had done to her. Instead she said nothing, just smiled at them and watched them leave with the beast. As Talika headed off she reminded R5 that she was well aware of what stocks needed replacing, waving the datapad with both their lists at the the droid. Shaking her head, the twi'lek headed out into the vertical city.<br/><br/>Tick: As she walked into the crowded city, various gangs and shady dealers were scattered along the busy port. Even a discount droid shop with questions about its suitability in the market. A few called out to her offering their goods with questionable integrity. There were a few prostitutes as well but they were busy with other possible clients. The gang members looked at her with obvious distrust but a few seemed to have a thing for that fine ass barely hidden under those pants.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: The first thing on Talika's list was actually to check out that droid shop. After that last big bust up, which did lead to her finding the holocron and lightsaber, she'd decided a real maintenance droid would be a nice addition. She wasn't loaded, but if there was something cheap enough that could be fixed up, maybe she'd buy it. Hand always close enough to her blaster to let the gangers know she mean business, the twi'lek made her way over to the droid shop and headed inside.<br/><br/>Tick: Droids of all makes and models litered the shop, a old ithorian tinkering with one of the machines behind the desk. As she walked in, he slowly stood up and walked over to her. A small limp in his leg made it apparent he had a old injury that had never healed properly. He welcomed her with a wave of the hand. "Is there anything I can held you with?" He said slowly as his raspy elderly breath.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Maybe." Talika said easily, looking around the shop at all the various droids. She was looking for any maintenance or repair droid, but a MK-series was easily top on her list. She turned back to look at the Ithorian, "I might be interested in a maintenance droid. One suitable for startship repairs. Got anything like that?"<br/><br/>Tick: The old Ithorian looked her over, "Possibly, depends how much you are willing to pay, and of what quality." Walking over to a selection of droids he waved his hand at the group, many looking raggid. "This is my cheapest group. Mostly pieced together from cannibalized other droids."<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "No, no." Talika shook her head and waved dismissively. She gestured towards some less battered looking droids and said to the shopkeeper, "Why don't we start from the other end. I am serious here, I'm just not so dead set on a purchase that I absolutely need to get one today, here and now. But let me see what you've got, if we can come to a deal, you just might get a sale."<br/><br/>Tick: The ithorian looked at her for a moment, rolling a ring on its finger before lumbering to the back pushing a few buttons on a door lock and gesturing to her. Walking into the back room there were several robots, obviously worn but on the same note upgraded and refined to the point it was debatable if they were better then before or not. "Cannot have everyone knowing I have a decent bit of merchandise to sell on this god forsaken planet." Moving over to a group of maintence droids he put his hand on one and looked back at her, "This more of what you are looking for?"<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika went closer to inspect the droid the Ithorian was referring to. She scanned the rest of the droids as she walked in, giving them each a cursory look before she reached the one she was about to examine. Talika would give it a critical but quick once over, which would do until she found out if there was a MK-series in here anywhere.<br/><br/>Tick: You come across and rather well repaired MK series droid, a few parts substandard but a few upgraded to be even better then the original. The ithorian took note of her interest and turned on the little droid, its eyes swiveling up at her and leaning in with curiousity before pulling back and looking around. "Is he more of what you are looking for? He is not cheap, well taken care of and upgraded as best as I could.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika does something that's halfway between a nod and a shrug, "Yeah, MKs are good. This one would definitely do, if it's in as good a shape as it looks." Talika bent over to start inspecting the droid for real, prepared to give as thorough a going over as possible short of actually stripping it down. As she moved around the droid, taking a look at it's upper arm assemblies, she asked casually, "How much is this one?"<br/><br/>Tick: You find nothing devastatingly wrong with it. A few parts that were in desperate need or replacement but that didn't hinder its opperations too much. The Ithorian looked down at her as she inspected it and thought for a moment. "Eight thousand credits." It said without any sign he would go lower. But it was obvious how his gaze kept looking at her firm breasts and ass.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Eight thoursand?" Talika shook her head and straightened, turning to face the Ithorian. She cocked her hip, one small hand resting there, and struck a pose that thrust her breasts out invitingly. Right now she wished she'd worn a skirt, to better make use of her exquisite legs, but she was just not doing that without underwear. "There are too many parts here that still need replacing. Take a look at this, and this, and here..." Talika began to run down all the things she could find that were substandard on the droid. Her plan was to get the Ithorian to hopefully drop his ask before she even had to say a number herself.<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian on the other hand refused to waver. "And I have to work hard to get the parts that make this thing even worth buying. For this planet this is expert qualty, top of the line. Why should I be paid less just because planets other then the one I am stuck on can afford better parts easier." Even though his eyes locked on the twi'lek's breasts, giving as close to a gulp as his race could. It was quiet apparent at this time that he was by no means turned off by the fact she was of another race<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Well, Talika still had at least one weapon in her bodily arsenal, and she wasn't afraid to shake it. Turning around so she was facing almost directly away from the Ithorian, she spread her legs shoulder width apart and bent over, innocently pretending it was just to single out one ill fitting part to rattle gently, "I don't know, no matter how you look at it, eight-kay is just too much for a used droid when they are barely eleven-kay brand new. I'll give you four thousand." Not that she was expecting to get the droid for so little, of course, this was just haggling.<br/><br/>Tick: The ithorian almost seemed to drool at her little pose, it didn't seem to fool him of her intention but that didn't lessen its affectiveness. Trying to maintain some air of control he made an attempt to get some form of his money worth from this, "The parts alone cost six thousand. If you offer something in exchange for the two thousand you want to cut... I might be willing to negotiate." His eyes glued to her ass as if he could not help himself, "and you seem to have plenty to offer."<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Excuse me, what exactly are you getting at?" Talika didn't straighten back up, she just looked back over her shoulder, which had the lovely effect of making her round little bottom sway in a very appealing way. She'd been propositioned like this before, of course, but it wasn't her style to actually do anything. Of course, on Nar Shadaa there was less chance that threatening to make a fuss would benefit her. She had to push, though, if she had any chance of getting the price down do something she'd pay. "I'm really not like that. And there's no way you got these parts for six thousand."<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian finally caved, with a sad look in his eyes limping over to the table in the back and sitting down. "Five thousand, that's as low as I am going." He said at almost a whisper. Pulling out a few tools he limped back over and pulled off the restrainer bolt and a few other anti theft parts before looking at her.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika straightened up smartly, turning to Ithorian with a little bounce that made her perky breasts jiggle sweetly; a nice little reward for the old Ithorian. She reached into one of the pouches on her belt and retrieved the credstick she'd just gotten from her delivery. Holding it out to him she said, "Deal, five thousand. Check the credchip, but I just got paid with this one and checked it myself."<br/><br/>Tick: The ithorian took the chip, running in through his datapad and sighed as it came up clean. Nodding to the droid it moved towards her, just as he added the imprint for its ownership into the robot. "Now get out of my shop." The elderly ithorian said, not ordering but obviously dissappointed. He limped towards the front slowly returning to the front desk.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika actually felt kind of bad for the Ithorian. She turned to the droid for a moment and told it to head outside, she'd be right behind, then she looked back over to the Ithorian. "Hey." was all she said, and then once he was looking at her Talika lifted her little tube top and bra, flashing her pert violet boobs at the old ithorian. She held it for a good few seconds, then smiled, fixed her top, and went outside to meet up with her new droid.<br/><br/>Tick: The alien stopped for a moment transfixed for several long seconds before blinking back to focus. As she almost made it to the door, he gained his senses and yelled as loudly as he could. "Wait." Limping over to her once more he stopped in front of her. Taking her hand, he placed in it a small object and closed her hand over it. "It was my wife's a wedding prescent before she passed on. Take good care of it." It seemed to have very big sentimental value for him, for it was clear he was close to whatever you might call the Ithorian version of crying. To anyone with a ounce of empathy it was clear how lonely he has been, and even that small bit of kindness meant a lot. As he limped away, she would find her hand something that only one of the right upbringing would realize. A lightsaber focus crystal.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Thank you!" Talika said and meant it. She had to ask more, had to risk it, considering she was looking for an old Jedi shrine here. "Was your wife a Jedi?"<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian looked up sadly, blinking. "You are familiar with those crystals?" He asked, not really over his sad bit of reverie. "No, she wasn't. They found her and said she was too old. But she would ask me to take her on vacations to planets where she said she felt.. a call. We made our way to Dantoinne once, and she found it in a cave there. I guess it would be more correct to say the trip was a present, but the crystal was what she wanted there. All subject to how you want to look at it I suppose." It was becoming clear how painful this was for him to talk about, but for whatever reason he seemed to be willing to open up to her.<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "I came across some in a salvage op once. Traded them away once I found out what they were, before a random Imperial inspection found them." Talika chewed her lip a moment, feeling the silver crystal in her dainty violet hand. She paced, taking a few steps as she continued, "Always regretted that...what brought you here to Nar Shadaa, then?"<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian looked up down and with one hand on the table to stabalize him, he sat down. By no means did he look like he wanted to talk about it, but he did none the less. "She said she was needed here, that there was something she needed to do. But when we go there, she said that it wasn't her place to complete the work here but to wait for the one who was. Course the one she was waiting for never came. And we lost almost all of what we owned trying to survive. So after her death I stayed, I suppose I could have left if I really wanted to. But she said there was someone that was going to come, and even if I am not chosen by the force, perhaps I could finish it for her."<br/><br/>Anathanasia: This had Talika's attention for real now. She was rapt with the fascination of his story, and couldn't help but wonder if she was the one he was waiting for. She wasn't prepared to be quite that forthcoming, though, it was too dangers to be a Jedi under the Empire. There were still questions Talika could ask, however, "What? What was this thing you were supposed to finish?"<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian looked up at her, "Why must you cause a old man so much grief? I lost my wife waiting for someone who never came. Why must you torment me into remembering all I lost for the force's cruel games." The Ithorian leaned back as raw lonliness radiating from him. It was clear that he had not been waiting on this moon for any short amount of time. (finally a diplomancy fail)<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika chewed her lip some more, but she'd been put on a landing pad right near this shop and come in here...she had to trust her instincts. She took her lightsaber out of her belt, and holding in with both hand in front of herself, she ignited it and said to the ithorian, "I wasn't completely honest before about why I'm interested in your story."<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian didn't seem entirely pleased with the new development. "You are late, by about ten standard years." He muttered, standing up and walking to a small safe hidden under the desk, he pulled out a datapad and put it on the table. "Take it and leave, so I can finally forget about all of this."<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika looked at him again she put her lightsaber away, her expression sad. She took the datapad and fished out another small credchip, one she new to have about five hundred on it. "I was only nine then, I'm sorry. Please, take this, it's not much more, but I hope it takes a little off the sting." Then she turned to go. She had to take her new droid with her to get those parts, and then get it all back to the ship. So she could investigate this new datapad.<br/><br/>Tick: The Ithorian looked at the credit chip then back at her, "You have something much more valuable to me and you can't even see it? How were you chosen by the force and not my wife. You have a ship right? Get me off this rock." He didn't even touch the chip, just watched her walking away<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Talika nodded as she picked the credchip back up and tucked it back into her belt. "Done. I need to check this out first." she said, waving the datapad he'd just handed her, "But when I leave you're welcome to come with me. Do you want to take the time to get all your stuff here sorted out?"<br/><br/>Tick: "I assume you have to do whatever she left for you to do here. So I am betting I have plenty of time to more my wares onto your ship. Just let the security on your ship let me pass and I will work it out myself. My defense droids are pretty good at their job." He said with both eyes fastened on her, "Go, you have work to do."<br/><br/>Tick: Parts were much easier to find then a quality droid. Albiet medium to lesser quality with the occasional high quality gem mixed in. They soon had everything on their shopping list, with one little insignificant exception and were ready to go back to their home. All with a sucessful days work<br/><br/>Anathanasia: Great news to Talika. She was itching so bad to take a look at the Ithorians datapad that she could almost forget about the tentacle monster and what it did to her. Almost. She also wanted to get the new droid back to the ship, and considering she was about to give the guy that sold it to her a ride off world, she was pretty confident the droid wasn't a lemon. "Come on, MK, let's get you back to your new home." Talika also had to confess she was curious to see how the two droids got along.<br/><br/>Tick: The little droid gave the woman a happy beep and followed her as quickly as he could while carrying all the parts she had dumped on him. The trip back to the ship was uneventful at best, besides R5 calling her to tell her to hurry up. Thankfully her clients had payed for a decent port so she got to save money and had some decent security<br/><br/>Anathanasia: "Take it easy, R5, I got almost everything on the list. And a new droid to help take of the ship; say hello to the bossiest astromech this side of the core, MK." Talika shook her head, leading the maintenance droid back into the machine shop are to put all the more expensive parts away first. The area around the powerplant and core systems was the most secure in the ship aside from the main computer, so she kept the expensive and important spares right in the machine shop there. "R5, get MK squared away with the access codes and all that stuff. We're also going to be taking an ithorian with us when we leave, so get him cleared for the crew sections up top and the main cargo when he gets here; MK knows him. I've got some reading to do, I'll be in my cabin."<br/><br/>Tick: The MK was happy to wiz off to go help the R5 droid with its work, a attribute that R5 was soon going to hate and make very audible to Talika, constantly bitching about how the MK couldn't make descisions on its own and was too nice. It wasn't surprisingly he made a few stabs at her being a tentacle loving slut before she sat down with the datapad that could provide a lot of answers, or just make everything worse.