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A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...

Star Wars: Into the Dusk
Episode I: A Ravenous Star

It is the dawn of a bright era for the New Republic. A generation ago, Luke and Anakin Skywalker defeated Emperor Palpatine on board the second Death Star over the Forest Moon of Endor. Since then, the Rebel Alliance has liberated vast swatches of the galaxy from the Empire and formally established a New Republic. With the support of the New Jedi Order established by Luke Skywalker, the fledgling Republic has faced down countless threats and emerged victorious again and again.

In order to further strengthen the Republic in economic, political, and military arenas, the newly elected queen of Zeltros, Mialle Avern'veren, called for her people to establish the Saber-Fleet. These 7 cutting edge frigates are designed not only with military might in mind, but exploration and foreign aid.

In the fourth year of her reign—21 years after the Battle of Yavin—the Saber-Fleet is christened and launched, each ship given a mission to strengthen the Republic.

On board the H.M.S. Shak'ti, a group of brilliant young women journey with their captain and 1,000 crew mates on a mission to chart safe routes into an area of space beyond the Galactic Core known as the Unknown Regions. Their mission is one of exploration and progressive economic expansion—seeking new resources and trade partners.

Little do they know what a terrible Darkens lies in wait.

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Nyxia Vors

Zel—sun of the planet Zeltros—shone through technicolor clouds high on the western horizon. A speeder cab pulled up to Her Majesty's Space Port and Nyxia Vors—blushing softy from the handsome Zeltron cab driver's playful flirtation—transferred a bakers dozen credits from her chip with a “Thanks for the ride, Morn.”

She slipped out of the cab, cheeks still rosy. An brisk breeze rustled through her sunlight tresses and sapphire eyes fluttered shut. “any time beautiful,” the cabby replied as his speeder pulled away. The cool gusts sent Nyxia's hair waving out again. The girl gave a contended sigh. “I don't know what to do with this planet,” she murmured softly to herself. “Everything's so soft and colorful, I feel like I'm going to melt into mush just looking around. And the perfume...” the blush that had started to fade flared up again. “What is that, anyway?” A soft inhalation and images of a zeltron dance club—barely dressed men and women undulating all around her—pressed to the forefront of her mind. “I don't think I've been right in the head since I first inhaled.”

The blond gave a confused sigh. The stiff breeze was the closest thing she'd felt to home since landing here. But new challenges were waiting. Sapphire eyes opened. Nyxia straightened the short black skirt of her dress uniform. It consisted basically of a snug tunic black tunic with copper buttons and sapphire embroidery, sheer stockings, and healed pumps. An sapphire arm band with some bars and pips showed her rank—lieutenant junior grade—and her qualifications. There weren't many, but one particular sapphire bar quietly told anyone who knew what too look for that the Force was with her, and she would use it in service to the ship. There was an officer's side arm at her hip—a standard blaster pistol—and also a bladed disk a little bigger than her palm.

Picking up her bags and striding through the star port, then—after checking her bags—out the other side onto the tarmac, Nyxia stopped to observe Saber Fleet. Seven matte black ships—none of them huge by capitol ship standards. It was a little hard to believe that each would be crewed by a thousand. They were triangular vessels. They vaguely resembled two star destroyers stacked one atop the other—if a star destroyer were little more than a hundred meters from fore to aft. The ship was fairly well armed for it's size. There was a turbo laser turret at the top back. She saw a few point defense guns, and a torpedo launcher too.

The two levels of the ship were joined by two slender, sturdy decks, heavily reinforced to make landing possible—if dangerous. According to schematics, this adjoining deck was a hanger bay housing six fighters. Two armed landing craft—not unlike the old lambda shuttles—attached on either side.

The ships were not yet christened, though Nyxia knew that they would be named for generals form the clone wars—jedi. She scowled a little at that thought. I suppose Skywalker's people are all right. Damn, I certainly put myself through enough for that Jania. But seriously?

Striding up to the red carpet before the fourth vessel, Nyxia moved to join up with the crew that had already arrived. In an hour or so, the ship would be christened and they'd all march aboard for her maiden voyage.

The blond pulled up sharp when she realized who was allredy here. A mix of Zeltrons, Humans and an Ithorian. Though few of them were old—the captain there with his ceremonial looking sword and hat must couldn't have been forty—but they were still all clearly twice her age or more.

“Force,” she murmured. “I'm going to be the youngest girl aboard, aren’t I?”
 
Keiko Hau

It was a busy day to say the least at the Space Port. Not just any space port here on Zeltros mind you, Her Majesty's Space Port. Keiko much like alot of others today would find her way here via a simple cab ride. Short, scruffy red hair would be the first thing to emerge from the cab as the driver ran at a fevered pace to get the storage bay open. Keiko Hau, a medical ensign, would emerge wearing an outfit that she was not quite fully adapted to just yet. The snug black tunic and the equally dark skirt were of little issue, though the pumps were not something Miss Hau would normally wear. From a medical standpoint it was not about looking good or formal, it was about being alive or dead. Preferrably the former and not the latter. Having some bit of trouble getting her bearings, Keiko would finally find her footing as her belongings would be brought to her side. Taking care of the gratuity, Keiko would be left to her own devices. A rather small fish in the big pond.

The sights around here were overwhelming. Seven starships were to be launched into service on this day and Keiko would be serving her medical internship on one of them. With no formal military training, it was uncommon to say the least to have a woman right out of medical school already serving aboard a starship. Her family being a group of rich noblility would certainly have something to do with it, but over time she wanted to prove that it was her ability as a doctor instead of her name that got her into this position.

Moving about the area, she would learn which ship that she would be serving her internship aboard. Looking around she would notice that more than a few people who were dressed in the similar formal military uniforms had many commendations. Bars, stripes and pips probably meant that they were important people of some manner. All Keiko had was a simple medical emblem to show that she was a medic. She was granted the rank of ensign for the purposes of being able to board the ship, otherwise she would have been a simple civilian that would not be granted access to a military ship of this kind. Although her education and career path would likely have gotten her to this point a few years down the road, this was the opportunity given to her and there was no shortage of pressure from her parents to be thrust into this situation.

As Keiko got closer to the ship she was set to serve aboard, she would notice a blond haired woman just kind of standing there looking almost as out of sorts as she was. Looking over at the woman, Keiko decided that it was better to likely make some friends in the short time that she had before the formalities of the day took place. It almost looked like the woman was under the influence of something, maybe just a hangover? Seeing the signs of someone in need, she would approach the blonde haired woman and introduce herself. Also to conduct a bit of a once over to see if there was something she had that might be able to help. "Name's Keiko, I'll be a medical assistant on this ship, What's your name?" Keiko would instinctively point toward the ship that the pair of women were set to serve aboard.
 
Dani

It was one of those days where she really didn't want to get out of bed - she knew that the ceremony would be on, she knew when it would be on, and where - and she had woken up in good time to get there ... and instead she had rolled over turned on some holovids of various animals doing cute stuff and zoned out.

This she could have likely talked about but as she was stationed on the ship already it meant she would be late to a ceremony where all she really had to do was get out of bed, dress and take a lift - but bed was warm and pleasant and she could see a - what had they called it - Bantha walking on its hind-legs as if it were almost dancing to the music that accompanied the vid. How could anyone choose leaving bed over that? It was utterly unreasonable.

But better be good on the first day she sighed and rose, already five minutes late for when the gathering was meant to begin - showered and after flipping on another video - this time with a rancor rubbing its belly on the ground - she grabbed the clothes that she spotted first that would be even remotely suitable - the officers jacket with nothing underneath it, and shorts that ended a good bit above the knee and finally a pair of light runners.

With this she checked herself in the mirror and smiled, she wasn't indecent but would her figure was clearly well on display - she knew some regarded her a a rare beauty even amount the Zeltrons her skin a light pink and her muscles healthy but not obvious with bright purple eyes and even unkempt her hair looked natural kept, her figure was also proportioned to have no piece overshadow another, her jacket and shorts clung to her tightly showing all - and allowing her easy movement.
Satisfied she met standards - if only barely - she killed the vid and hightailed it to the lift - noting that those who had been on shift with her last night all seemed to have left already.

Making her way through one of the secondary exists to try and avoid being noted as tardy - it would be noted anyway it almost always was - but at least she had made an attempt.

Once down she mingled with the crowd waving to those she knew, or offering a hug if they were close enough, before noting two strangers to her together wearing there stripes clearly for her to know they were crew rather than onlooker, she made her way to them.

"Hi - I'm Dani" she beamed "security and morale" she hugged the both of them and hustled the younger blond haired girls hair playfully "pleasure to meet both of you - any issues you have on board feel free to let me know day or night" she offered.
 
Sha Lyn was not at the ceremony, nor wanted to be. She was by no means late, she was on the ship just fine, in fact she was in the bowels of the engineering section, tinkering away. The Twi'lek girl was a veteran, having served in the civil war as part of the rebellion, she'd seen enough ships to not want to bother with ceremony. Besides how could she go to some event when the ships drives still needed tweaking! Course with her, she'd always find something new to tweak, never satisfied with any ship she worked on for longer than five minutes.

She was interrupted by her communicator ringing, electing a sigh from the woman. Picking the thing up she looked into it in annoyance. "What is it?" It was once of the men who served under her, wondering where she was. "At my post, where else?... No I do want to miss it... I'm sure the Captain won't care if I'm absent... No really, where's he going to get someone with my experiance on short notice?" She gave a sign as her crew member went on, finally relenting. "Fine, fine, I'll be right down." She rolled her eyes at the next comment. "Yes I'll be properly dressed." She promptly snapped the thing closed, giving another sigh.

Sha Lyn checked herself in the mirror in her quarters, looking over herself in the dress uniform. She never saw the point in such a fashionable uniform, it seeming to have little function, more just a statement and to look nice. She'd typically ditch it at the first opportunity, luckily having the excuse to wearing her environmental suit when working in engineering. Still, she had to admit it did look good on her, her blue skin and eyes going well with it all. On her collar the pips indicated Commander with an orange symbol to represent Engineering. Commander Sha Lyn after all was Cheif of Engineering, her long career earning her the right to be in charge of this state of the art ship.

Striding down she eventually arrived in the crowd, getting some looks from her coworkers. They'd give her shit for being late to yet another formal event, but she didn't really care. For now she went off to one side, joining three other women, one of which seemed to also just arrive late from the ship, good to see the Twi'lek wasn't the only one to hate ceremony. They seemed to be introducing themselves so she followed suit. "Sha Lyn, Cheif Engineer." She spoke simply, leaving it brief like that. Turning her eyes forward, she watched yet another ship christening.
 
Dani

Noting the Twi'Lek and particularly her dark mood Dani embraced her also and gently and skillfully ran a hand down the lenght of the right Lekku with the barest hint of a pinch at the end "and a pleasure to meet the person that will keep us in the skys Sha Lyn" she said warmly.
 
Sha Lyn suddenly found herself embraced by a female Zeltron, the pink skinned girl having arrived just before. Sha Lyn vaguely remembered her from around the ship, she wasn't an engineer, must of been one of the security team. Before Sha Lyn could speak though, the other girl had began to run her hand down the Twi'lek's Lekku, getting a shudder and gasp from her. Lyn just couldn't help it, the twin appendages so sensitive to even the lightest touch.

Slowly recovering from the sensation, Sha Lyn lightly pushed away, mainly to get the distracting sensation over with. She couldn't be mad though, no matter how grumpy she might be. This girl was clearly being very friendly, so the Twi'lek smiled to her. "More than just me on that job sugar... But I appreciate it none the less."
 
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Nyxia Vors

The blond girl turned and looked up into the only slightly older redhead's eyes. “Oh. Pleased to meet you, Keiko. My name's Nyxia. I'm... Well, security I suppose. I'm sure the captain will find something to do with me.”

The blond relaxed a little in the presence of the redhead. If she had to be the youngest, at least she didn't have to be half everyone else's age.

Next a zeltron girl about Keikos' age came up to greet her with a hug. Nyxia's cheeks went rosey again. The little blond gave a soft sigh at the feel of the other girl's soft body against hers. “Oh. Thank you, Dani. I'm Nyxia. Nice too... Erm...” Her eyes dropped down the pink girl's jacket to the tight shorts beneath. “Wait, you're on the crew with us? Aren't we all supposed to be in dress uniform? I mean, I know there's no dress code on board, but we're all going to parade into the ship and take off! There'll be holo-cameras, and... I mean, isn't the queen herself going to christen the ships?”
 
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Captain Akar Kessel

When Sha Lyn got out onto the tarmac, the blue girl found that the christening ceremony hadn't started yet. Based on the position of the sun—not to mention the dignitaries and reporters only just now filing into the distant bleachers—that there was at least a half hour still to go.

Sergi, the sulustan shield specialist who'd called her and convinced her with teasing half truths that she was late gave her a laconic grin and a respectful salute. Before she could do anything about it, Captain Kesel stepped up to the twi'lek with a quietly welcoming smile. “Sha Lyn. I want to tell you again how pleased I was to get you for my engine room. What do you think of the Saber Fleet's specifications? I'm rather pleased with it...” His eyes rose to the bleachers. “Forgive me, Sha. Perhaps we can continue this over dinner after we launch.”

Had the captain put Sergi up to it? From his expression, the captain was completely unaware that she'd intended to skip the christening.

Sha could have told the captain quite a bit, honestly. Saber Fleet was formidably equipped for relief, exploration, and war. Along with the best hyper-drive normally available to a ship of this class, the saber fleet had an extensive computer core optimized for hyperspace navigation. The shields were powerful enough that it would take a turbo laser to buckle them. Better, the zeltron engineers had adapted a Sulustan technique to make them recharge far faster. That was just the beginning.

She'd also tapped a few spots to look out for glitches and suspected that—even with shields reinforcing it—the weak point between the top and bottom decks was just begging for enemy fire.

The captain's distracted eyes were drawn to the still empty royal box, leaving Sha Lyn to continue back to meet some of the younger officers. Nyxia gave her a smile and repeated her introduction. 'I look forwards to working with you, commander.”
 
Dani

Smiling at the Twi'lek - "but only one chief to get all the ships grief right" she jested.

She laughed lightly at Nyxia Vors's comment "you are probably right - thought I was running late so just threw on something easy" shrugging "but we want to be invited to systems so a bit of public relations and a clear not lack of aggression shown to the cameras isn't bad is it?, but if needed I can enter one of the other entrances to avoid offending sensibilities", looking to the royal booth "as for the queen - remember my people elected her, I am sure she is cool enough".

Noting the captain she hugged him also whispering in his ear "nice to see you again", than pulling back she struck a almost pose "just discussing with the young lady - too much? or just right?" she smiled, while her pheromones would have no affect on a fellow Zeltron she had to wonder about the others present.

Persuasion to ensure the captains attitude is pleasant to her: 20 for Zeltrons (rolled a 2 - should have taken 10).
 
"Damn it! I felt asleep... That sure was one hell of a party but that stupid alarm wasn't enough to wake me up". Zirina jumped off the bed and realized she was all by herself, the zeltron girl she had slept with had gone already most probably to the ceremony. "She could at least woke me up I need to hurry now. Gosh, no time to take a bath, guess I'll just have to go permeated with zeltron scent." Still naked she quickly started looking around for her dress uniform, it was supposed to be a black miniskirt and a matching snug tunic but not fashionable at all so Zirina had made slight modifications to make it look more fashionable, something worthy of a nagai but still within the regulations but she couldn't find but the tunic. There was no time to loose so she just had go with nothing but the tight fitting tunic clinging to her bosom like a second skin accentuating her massive breasts while she had her ass overly exposed with just a thong disappearing between her ass cheeks. Looking herself on the mirror she thought it really wasn't much different from her everyday outfit so she just took all her stuff and moved on.

When Zirina arrived the ceremony had not started yet but fortunately it wasn't late at all and nobody had noticed she was missing so she just walked to the ship she was assigned. There was a small group already there meeting up from but could only recognized Dani whom she had seen her before though had not actually met her up yet so she approached to say hi. She was carrying equipment heavier than herself but nothing that would hamper her style style at all.

"Hi, Zirina T'sai, Support mechanical engineer and Gunner" The young nagai stood relaxed before them as she carried her heavy weaponry and then extended an arm to them. She was still smelling of zeltron, hopefully they wouldn't realize.
 
Sha Lyn gave a small glare over at Sergi when she realised what had happened, she had a full half hour she could of been perfecting the engines! But before she could really react, the captain approached her, the Commander stopping and giving a quick salute. "Happy to be on such an advance ship sir. Would gladly go over my thoughts over a dinner, you know where to find me." Relaxing as the captain left again for his position up front.

Sha turned as a nagai girl approached the quickly growing group, though this one Sha seemed to recognise. As the girl introduced herself, the Twi'lek smiled, she remembered her now, being on the list of engineering, the support staff anyway. "Pleasure to meet you Zirina." Extending her hand out.
 
Dani

With the new comer present Dani went in for a hug again, getting a whiff of the scent on the Nagai as she did - she dropped an arm to the woman's lower back and she continued the hug "a lovely scent by the way - it suits you" she whispered in her ear, before disengaging.

Gesturing to herself "Dani - security and morale", looking at the others before moving to introduce them also - after all a crew would be happier to know one another and some species found it difficult to engage strangers, "Akar Kessel our esteemed captain, Sha Lyn the chief of engineering" smiling "no doubt you hopefully will enjoy working under her" reaching to caress the young blonds cheek gently "Nyxia" a puzzled look came over her "sorry sweety I didn't catch your role?" she asked - and than looking to the red head with a smile "and again I don't think I caught your name or role!" she let out a light laugh "sorry seems I was a bit absent minded with my introductions".
 
The young first officer gave a bit of a disaproving stare at Dani.

The captain returned her hug warmly enough, but replied to her question with a disapointed look, "I was really hoping we could manage a smart, unified military front for this parade. There's not enough time left to get you to change, and a show of unity is more important than a show of uniform."

Noticing that the blond human was still looking a tad bit out of sorts, he explained, "Miss Vors is a survivalist, a troulbe shooter, and uses the Force. We are fortunate to have her."
 
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Ayla stood in the shadows of the shipping containers dotting the edge of the tarmac, eyes closed in meditation. It had been mere hours since her shuttle had landed on Zeltros yet she could already feel her senses beginning to fray at the edges. There was something in the air here, not exactly a smell or taste but more a texture. Ayla supposed it must be the Zeltron pheromones she had read about, but she couldn't quite place her finger on why the feeling was so discomforting.

Ignoring the strange itch at the back of her mind Ayla opened her eyes as the volume of voices around her began to swell with the ceremony fast approaching. Shadows swam in her vision as her pupils adjusted to the bright light, coalescing into a group gathered around a captain. Her first step forward wavered with the slightest hesitation, though not a formal member of the crew she had dressed in the standard sleek black uniform for the sake of appearances and the heels were a novelty. A few simple pips identified her for what she was, though the sleek metal cylinder hanging from her side would have been enough evidence for most.

As she approached the group her dark eyes stubbornly darted to avoid meeting anyone's stare directly, though her smile only seemed half-forced. Ayla slid to the side as she neared the captain and the others, both to wait patiently for the rest to finish their greetings and to keep bodies between herself and the woman who seemed to be hugging everyone. She nodded formally upon catching the Zeltron man's attention, "Captain, I am Ayla Desmara, a pleasure to meet you and your crew." She glanced at the others, lips parting slightly to show a hint of small white teeth as if considering how to greet them, but nothing came to her and she covered the awkward pause by brushing a stray dark lock of hair from her eyes. "The Order has sent me to assist your mission in whatever capacity I can."
 
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As expected no one noticed her particular smell being surrounded by so many zeltrons except of course one of them, Dani, who hugged her tightly and even reached for her bare ass making her blush, "Yours would suit me better though", she whispered back as she grazed her skin with her lips before she stepped back.

Zirina then turned to the Twi'lek, she was no girl like the others but a full grown woman moreover apparently she was to be her superior but even so she still spoke to her with familiarity as she shook her hand "Yeah I will love being 'under you', bet you could teach me a couple of things"

She was to continue meeting the rest of her mates when she caught a glimpse of the captain whom she wasn't aware before. She blushed again as she wasn't wearing full uniform, can't say she was on dress uniform when she was not wearing a dress but was half naked instead without any skirt at all. She couldn't just say she wasn't able to find the rest of her uniform after a wild passionate night though so she just said the skirt was not really her style, claiming it to be a nagai thing.

Roll to avoid being scolded for being half naked: 16, racial trait reroll: 27 yay :)
 
She pouted at the slight reprimand, than looked Nyxia over again "hmm a force user" she smiled at her "you were interesting before - now your more so" she said warmly.

When Ayla arrived she was subjected to the customary hug that the others had gotten "nice to meet you Ayla, I'm Dani".

With no new arrivals she moved to stand beside Zirina "heh ... flattery will get you everywhere" she responded to the earlier comment, "but first" she whispered, than she stepped close so that the others could not she see and dropped a hand to the womans bare ass check and began to alternate between softly squeezing and gently rubbing, getting closer to the center as she did. Turning her head to her as if nothing was happening "so tell me about this nagai clothing culture - might be useful to my role" she beamed.
 
Sha Lyn gave a slight rolling of the eyes at Zirina's comment, shaking her head with a smile. The Twi'lek had been around long enough to have been the subject to many attempts at flirting, particularly from those she worked with. It's not that she didn't reciprocate, she'd slept around with plenty of co-workers in the rebellion. "Just keep up and I may well just do that." Winking at the Nagai in response.

What did get a bit of a blush and cause the Twi'lek to look away was when Dani began hugging and quite openly groping Zirina. Well appeared this girl was very 'touchy feely' and seemed very serious about the moral boosting part of the job. Lyn just had to hope she was just as good as the security side of things too, this trip could get hairy.
 
Goodbye master.

The message echoed out from Mia Periana's head, throughout the skies, far across planets, even across galaxies to reach its destination. It seemed so final. Like it would be the last time she ever sent anything. She wanted to do something more informal, but was unsure on how to. Two minutes later, she sent another message. See you. She supposed that would have to do. Worst case scenario she had been told by the Council she could always contact him from... wherever they were going. She was not sure if it was true, but she liked to believe it was, so that this massive uneasiness in her stomach would quench itself and remain calm. She would see him again. She would make it back home. She would survive. She would become a Knight and make her master proud. At least, that was the plan.

Opening her eyes, she found her hotel room mostly empty. She had delivered her bags to the crew yesterday, leaving only the stuff she carried in the day to day. A basic datapad, some food pills, a communication link, some utility things. It was all stored and on her body, her dark cloak hanging around her body. She had been told to meet up in some kind of uniform, but she had only arrived here yesterday and had thus received no such thing, so she hoped her dark robe would work. At least it fit the color scheme... If you squinted a bit... Brushing her blonde hair back, her blue eyes glanced about the room as she got up to her feet, her hand holding around the most prized possession of any Jedi like her: A lightsaber. She eyed it for a moment before sighing, moving it up into the secret compartment inside of the sleeve in her right arm.

Heading out of her room, she felt the breeze catch her hair, making what little semblance the messy hair had of order disappear completely. Mia was more concerned about how to get to the christening, her eyes scanning around for a taxi. Finding one, she soon arrived at the location twenty-five minutes before start. She saw people had begun to line up properly now, although she spotted what looked like a small group of people talking some distance in front of her. Beginning to walk slowly over to them, Mia felt nervous. They looked very serious, more serious than her, even though some of them had variations on the uniform. She had no badges really, and due to her lack of uniform she was scared someone might stop her at any time and throw her out. She didn't like resorting to violence when people were just doing their job.

Partly sneaking a bit, she ended up finding her way to the group, and recognizing the captain, as well as feeling the very vague presence of force coming from Nyxia and Ayla. Oh thank god. Arriving over by their side, she suddenly noticed them all talking, and hugging, and her cheeks grew into a bit of red. They were all so... sociable, nobody was awkward. She was not sociable. She stood on the outskirts of the conversation for a while, unsure if she should join the conversation. Checking the time she realized that the christening was near, which meant it was now or never. Clearing her throat, she looked over to the captain. "P-Padawan Mia reporting for duty." She said, looking up at him while blushing darkly.
 
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Captain Akar Kessel

The captain gave a soft sigh and quietly chastised himself that he needed to stop letting the crew-girls manipulate him like this... Well, tomorow was good enough for that. The older Zeltron touched the Nagai girl softly on the shoulder. By sensual reflex, he trailed his finger's just a few inches down her arm with a deft touch. "There's no dress code on the ship, Zirina, but next time we have a parade, I expect to see you in uniform. Understood?"

And sure enough, another girl showed up out of uniform. The older zeltron studdied the newcomer for a moment, then offered her a gentle and welcoming smile. "Padawan Mia. I'm glad you made it. I heard your ship was late, and you only sent your kit aboard last night?" The rosey skinned man offered his hand. "Akar Kessel. I'm captain of this ship, that her majesty should be giving a name too any moment." He frowned for just a moment. "Did you not recieve your uniform?"

The bleachers were now almost completely filled with reporters and dignitaries. The captain glanced briefly at the royal box. Seeing that her majesty had yet to arrive, he turned back to the youngest member of his crew, eyes warning.
 
Keiko Hau

Having taken the time to scrounge through her bags, Keiko had the intention of trying to scan Nyxia with one of the devices she was given. It was in her med kit, somewhere. By the time she was finished looking through her bag there was already 2 other women that had shown up. At this point, Keiko really almost lost her opportunity to do a private examination. Thinking about it though, she would just try to run with it.

"You ladies mind if I try to get accustomed to this thing before we get on the ship?" It was a pretty loosely veiled attempt to basically just get to check everyone out, but if she could hide it behind the guise of her job all the better. The phereomone that was present on Zeltros was certainly starting to take hold of Miss Hau, and it was making her start to have some interesting thoughts. Having lived a sheltered life in a private school for girls, her exposure to men was minimal at best and all of her feelings were certainly programmed almost to be toward those of her own gender.
 
Mia.

"W-Well... um... No.. The madam said she had only expected one Padawan to come onboard and so had only prepared one uniform..." She muttered shamed as she saw him frown. "I-I'm really sorry captain, I-I'll try to go find one. M-Maybe someone didn't bring theirs, o-or had an extra... I-I can do washing duty or something to make up for it... I-I'm really sorry..." She mumbled embarrassed as he looked down at her. He was so nice, and yet she could see she had disappointed him already. She felt like she wanted to cry. She had been here for only a few minutes and the captain already probably hated her. What a first impression. She wanted to sink under the ground.

It wasn't all bad. The majesty wasn't here yet, and the parade hadn't started... Her eyes begun to look around for some kind of woman who looked like she might be able to help her, but she found nothing, her movements growing increasingly panicky as she looked like she might have a full-on anxiety attack. However, she seemed to calm herself down by breathing slowly, dragging herself back to normal. Standing there ashamed for a bit, she looked up to the captain. "... Sorry.. I'm.. not used to things like this. I-I just wanted to do my best." She mumbled, giving him a shy smile.
 
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Captain Akar Kessel

Akar's rose-red brow arched a little. He placed one strong hand on the jedi girl's shoulder and gave her a soothing squeeze. "It's not your fault, my dear. I'll have words with the quartermaster. He shouldn't have put you in this position."

Gazing down into the younger girl's eyes, for a moment, Akar's cheeks grew a little bit warm . Withuot thought, he touched her cheek gently. A gesture that could be soothing if she wasn't disturbed by the intimacy. Then his hands were clasped behind his back once again.

"I'm told you're primarily an expert in light saber combat? What else should I know about your certifications?"
 
Mia blushed as he squeezed her shoulder, nodding slowly. "O-Okay. Sure." She said and smiled to him nervously. She knew she should've said no to this. She hated people. And she hated boys especially. Especially handsome ones. Tall, dashing ones like the captain were especially the worst. They made her feel like such a fool, stuttering and blushing her way through conversations. She missed her books already and the ride hadn't even begun yet. No worry. Just a few more hours and she could return to a bed and a book. One day at a time was Mia's strategy.

All parts of that plan was quickly cancelled when her cheek was suddenly stroked by a friendly her, causing her to blush darkly. Luckily it did not last long, his hand soon removed, and Mia once again gathered herself together semi-coherently, nodding quickly. "I-I am, yes. I focus on acrobatic combat mostly, so I will be a bit weaker in corridors and such, but still capable sir. I-I can also pilot and use The Force, if needed, but I prefer to leave that to my partner. S-She is probably more trained in such arts. I'm afraid I am not too impressive, captain."
 
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The commander didn't say anything at first and then he touched her, sensually tracing her arm and even grazing her large bosom he couldn't be taken too seriously about what he said next. Not only he was enjoying the view but he seemed to want some for his own too and Zirina was still wearing her uniform, well at least half of it.

Zirina answered to the captain only with a playful wink while still carrying over 100 pounds of equipment but then she suddenly shivered. She didn't see it coming and could only shudder and gasp lightly as the soft hand of the zeltron girl grabbed her ass once again. Not only she was surprised but this time Dani was also more aggressive and didn't hesitated to start rubbing and squeezing the nagai's tight shapely ass. The thin line of her panties had already dug deep between her asscheeks so it was just like having her naked ass firmly squeezed while anyone could just stop behind and openly enjoy the lewd show.

Breathing through her mouth Zirina pressed herself against Dani and then look at her eyes seductively before she made a pause to gather her breath and answered "Nagai appreciate our freedom most than anything and our individual sense style is an important way of expressing this" She then extended her arm to the humans of the group, Nyxia, Ayla, Keiko and Mia as she had not properly greeted them yet, though of course she never moved away from Dani's daring caresses.
 
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