Star Wars - Smuggler's Moon (For CdW)

[Friendly Dragon]

Sha-Loh-Taan

Aboard the Voidstalker, Sha-Loh-Taan sat confidently in his command chair. The incompetence of his henchmen was no longer an issue - the prey was now in the grasp of a Tiss'shar hunter, from which there was no escape.

The smuggler Harkes' vessel was vastly outmatched by the Voidstalker, just as the human was outmatched by the Tiss'har. Surrender was their only option.

He reached forward with a slender scaled wrist, activating the Voidstalker's communications system. Hailing the Longshot, he forced himself to speak the foul crude language of the humans.

"This is the Tiss'shar huntship Voidstalker. You are defeated. Power down your engines and surrender, or you will be destroyed!"

Sha-Loh-Taan sat back and flicked out his forked tongue, almost able to taste the fear that must be consuming the minds of his vanquished prey....

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

"Oh shit."

OOC: Sweetie, I confess I have no technical knowledge in this area, but I think you already knew that I'll edit and add to this post if you'll e-mail me with some suggestions...(k)

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

OOC: *cracking my knuckles* Okay hon, I'll give it a shot

IC: Rogan and I stared at the com panel.
"This is the Tiss'shar huntship Voidstalker. You are defeated. Power down your engines and surrender, or you will be destroyed!"
With a quick look at Rogan - born of dire need and many experiences, we knew each other's thoughts, it seemed - "I'll be.."
"You go up..."
A quick smile and I was backtracking out of the cockpit, up the ladder and strapping myself into the blaster turret. Swiveling around while adjusting the headset, I powered up the targeting computer.
My heart was pumping frantically as I fired again and again trying to blast a hole in the Voidstalker over his shield generator. Without warning, a bright beam shot out and my world disolved in a shower of blue sparks.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

I listened to the repeated pulse of the blaster cannons as Li'Anah poured fire at our pursuer. Still pushing the Longshot's engines to their limits in an effort to break free of the tractor beam, I monitored the sensor readings of the bounty hunter's ship, hoping that Li'Anah's efforts would pay off. I could see the Voidstalker's deflector shield levels being slowly depleted as her pinpoint fire took it's toll.

Suddenly Li'Anah cried out and her blaster fire stopped. I glanced anxiously at the section of the control panel that displayed information from the gun turret - power levels, recharge rates, heat buildup - but all the lights were black...dead...

Forgetting everything else I leapt up out of the pilot's seat and sprinted out of the cockpit, my heart in my mouth. If anything had happened to Li'Anah I would never forgive myself.

I skidded to a halt at the foot of the access shaft leading up to the turret. Looking upwards I could see Li'Anah, but she wasn't moving. I quickly clambered up the ladder until I reached her, seeing her slumped unconscious in the gunnery chair.

"Oh god Li'Anah..." I said quietly as I worriedly checked her pulse, feeling a great sense of relief as I found it still strong. I started unbuckling the harness holding her in place, noticing sparks of blue energy arcing through the inoperable turret display panels. Ion cannons, I surmised. Whoever this hunter was, he was trying to disable us, not destroy us. So far...

As I freed her I lifted her into my arms. She began to stir and her eyes slowly flickered open, looking at me in confusion.

"Don't worry baby," I soothed, "I've got you."

She wrapped her arms around my neck and I carefully started climbing back down the ladder.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

The world slowly came into focus around me and the first thing I saw was Rogan's worried face.
"Don't worry baby," he was saying, "I've got you."
I let my arms slide down from around his neck. "Wha...what happened?" I asked.

"Ion cannon," he said simply. Rogan helped me stagger to my feet and we both headed back to the cockpit...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Sha-Loh-Taan

The fools! They think that they can stand against the power of the Voidstalker!? Now that he had taught them a lesson in humility by effortlessly disabling their weapons, they would surely realise the futility of their feeble attempts at resistance.

Sha-Loh-Taan waited patiently for their surrender, but it did not come. They must be quivering in terror, he decided, grinning wickedly. He activated the communications system again.

"This is your final warning! Respond or be destroyed!"

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

As we headed back to the cockpit I slipped my arm around Li'Anah's waist, in case she needed support. She instinctively made to shrug out of my grasp, but after seeing the look of concern in my eyes she grudgingly accepted.

I helped her sit down in the co-pilot's chair, sliding in beside her.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." she responded, shaking her head in an effort to clear it.

The whine of the engines was starting to sound worrying - either I had to do something right now, or else shut the engines down and surrender. I checked over the control panel - everything looked okay, other than the turret being offline and the engines getting dangerously close to overheating.

The comm crackled and the hunter's cold voice spoke again.

"This is your final warning! Respond or be destroyed!"

Li'Anah and I looked at each other - we both knew surrendering wasn't a good idea. "Hold on tight baby," I said, "I'm gonna get us out of this."

Hitting the switch on the comm panel I replied to the hunter's hail.

"I got your response right here buddy!"

Flicking off the comm system, I suddenly channeled all available power into the port side manoeuvering thrusters. Although the tractor beam was slowing us down and preventing us from escaping, it couldn't take away all our control of the ship, and I intended to use that to our advantage.

The Longshot quickly spun around on it's axis, the cockpit lurching violently until we were now facing the hunter's ship. Reallocating the power again I gunned the engines, and whereas before the tractor beam was reducing the speed of our escape, now it was increasing the speed of our approach as we hurtled at break-neck speed directly for the Voidstalker...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

I watched Rogan's maneuvering not quite comprehending at first, finally, it became clear what he was doing. I was not pleased!
"Are you trying to get us killed, you son of a cracked test-tube?" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

"I've got a plan!" I replied. "Trust me!"

It was true, I actually did have a plan this time, an old smugglers' trick that I'd heard in a bar once. Of course, everyone had been drunk at the time, and I was missing a key component, but I guess I'd just have to improvise...

"Boost the forward deflectors Li'Anah," I said hurriedly, "Things are gonna get a little hairy."

I glanced across at her to see that she had read my mind, and was already channelling power from the rear deflectors. We worked so well together, especially in a crisis. We made quite a team, when we weren't at each other's throats.

"Get ready with the proton torpedo launcher." I said, watching the hunter's ship rapidly getting closer.

If this didn't work, it was gonna be messy...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

My eyes locked with Rogan's for a split second and in that time, I saw his plan. It was good - if it worked. If not, he'd better hope we both died!
While the words were still comming out of Rogan's mouth, my fingers were flying over the controls, activating the torpedo launcher targeting system.
"I'm getting a sensor lock on him now..." I said, my eyes dancing over the controls. One flashing indicator caught my attention. I flicked it with my forefinger, figuring it was another short. It continued flashing.
"Rogan....." an edge of both fear and anger colored my voice. "You DO realize that we have no torpedos?"

"Of course!" he replied, distracted as he was. "We're gonna bluff him."
My mind spun like a top. I recalled a night, many months ago, when Rogan tried to teach me an old Earth game played with numbered cards....what was it? Poker! That was it. Not my kind of game. I never bluffed. If I threatened someone, be it with a knife or a torpedo, I was ready to go through with it. Rogan, on the other hand, wouldn't be bothered at all bluffing. It was his style.

Damn! I thought, holding the sensor lock on the Voidstalker. I hope this creep falls for it. Otherwise...we're toast.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Sha-Loh-Taan

Sha-Loh-Taan sat bolt upright in his command chair as, without warning, the Longshot suddenly spun around and started accelerating towards the Voidstalker. What were they doing!? Had their fear cost them their sanity too?

His mind raced -- they would not ram him, there was no sense in that. They were testing his resolve, hoping that he would break, but he was Tiss'shar and he knew no fear.

Suddenly an alarm sounded, and he knew immediately what it signified -- the humans had a torpedo lock on the Voidstalker!

Sha-Loh-Taan immediately moved to activate his own ship's concussion missile system, but froze in position, his black eyes growing large as he realised his predicament...

He could not fire his missile system while the tractor beam was activated, as the beam would pull the missiles off course. But worse than that -- much worse -- if the crazed humans fired their proton torpedoes at the Voidstalker, the tractor beam would guide the deadly projectiles in...pulling them directly towards the tractor beam projector itself, destroying it...or worse...

His scaled hands flashed over the control panel, targetting the humans' vessel with the Voidstalker's turbolasers. He opened fire, watching as one brilliant crimson beam splashed against the Longshot's deflector shields, the other beam narrowly missing.

Thr Longshot didn't slow, and Sha-Loh-Taan cursed his choice of weaponry. Although his turbolasers were very powerful, they required several seconds to recharge between shots, and that was time the hunter did not have.

He looked up as the Longshot loomed large in the view port. He flashed a glance at the energy indicator for the turbolasers...too late! His hand waivered over the tractor beam control...

No! He must not let them escape!

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

The Longshot shook as the turbolaser shot struck the vessel, the deflector shields barely holding up against the powerful blast.

"Another couple of those and we'll be sucking vacuum." Li'Anah said through gritted teeth, eyes riveted to the Voidstalker as we sped inexorably towards it.

"Don't worry," I replied, with false confidence, "it's gonna work..."

It had to work, it just HAD to. As the last few seconds before impact slipped away, my gaze flashed back and forth between the ever closing Voidstalker and the sensor display, hoping that the hunter would deactivate his tractor beam. No such luck.

It wasn't going to work, I realised. At the last moment, I turned to find Li'Anah staring back at me.

"Li'Anah," I blurted, "I lo..."

I didn't finish, as suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the sensor screen flash as the tractor beam was deactivated.

Wrenching back on the controls, I held my breath as the nose of the Longshot pulled up and we flashed perilously close over the top of the Voidstalker. As the two ships passed, I was sure I caught the briefest glimpse of a little yellow reptilian face, screaming in terror. Nah, couldn't have been...

As we accelerated away from the Voidstalker, using the confusion of the near collision to put as much distance as possible between us, I quickly transfered the astrogation coordinates from the navi-comp to the hyperdrive. Pulling back on the hyperdrive lever, I watched the stars visible through the viewport stretching to infinity as we made the jump to hyperspace. Finally safe, I turned to Li'Anah and grinned.

"See? I told you it would work..."

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

"See? I told you it would work..."

I sat slumped in my chair, letting my heartbeat catch up with my rapid breathing. Rogan's words would have made a lesser woman killing mad... Okay, so I was a lesser woman!

I opened my mouth to say something to Rogan, but anger choked me and no words came out. If it were actual fire shooting out of my eyes, Rogan would have been fried to a crisp and smoking instead of sitting there, looking smug.
Unable to speak, I stalked out of the cockpit and headed toward the small cargo bay.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

As my adrenaline wore off, I suddenly felt so drained that I didn't even have the energy to watch Li'Anah as she stalked out of the cockpit...yes, that drained!

That had been too close, even for me. Li'Anah wasn't happy, and who could blame her? This was just the latest in a very long line of crazy stunts I'd pulled, and I knew she wouldn't put up with it forever. That's if I didn't get us both killed first, of course.

Still, it should be an easy jaunt to the treasure now, and then I'd really make it up to her. In the meantime, I guess I should go and say something to her.

Giving the control panel a cursory examination to make sure everything was working smothely, I got up and headed aft in search of Li'Anah.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

My favorite little spot on this damn ship. I sighed as I slid down against the wall as far aft as I could get and still be on board. I hugged my knees with shaking arms and tried to quiet the pounding in my heart. I would NOT examine that sharp point of fear I'd felt. Fear that I would never see Rogan again. I should be more afraid that I'd be saddled with him forever.
"Damn!" I whispered.
I heard Rogan's footfalls from a few yards away, but didn't call out to him. A tear started to fall down my cheek and I hastily swiped it away.

 

[bathail]

Denadis Mott

(OOCenadis Mott is about eight feet tall, but totally human; the low gravity on the moon made his body grow faster and farther than normal Earth gravity. He is dark-skinned, with long blond hair and golden eyes, and is usually found in his small but well-kept garden, muttering quietly to his plants.)

An almost barren moon; a tiny crater -- only a few miles across, but several hundred deep -- is a brush stroke of startling plant-green in the grey landscape.
I, Denadis Mott, have lived here for many years, ever since my father Celis died. He was a smuggler in the grand tradition, or so he told me often. Often, he would leave for months at a time, then return with his cargo bay full of mysterious grey boxes; I never saw what he'd done with them, as I was always asleep when he disposed of them. I didn't really care; my garden was the most important thing to me.
One day, however, I had seen the familiar crimson blob in the sky, that signalled his return, joined by another. Straining my eyes, I made out tiny flickers of light flashing between the two as they circled and danced. My awe and wonder soon turned to terror as my father's ship, trailing fire and misshapen parts, plunged to the ground beyond the horizon of the crater rim. As I watched, I felt a molten fire of rage and fear erupt inside me, then surge outward toward the mystery ship. It suddenly swooped toward the ground, the now-visible pilot fighting the controls. At the last moment, the ship broke apart, a tiny pod leaping from the flaming wreckage and sailing off into the sky.
Suddenly, I remembered my father. He had told me never to venture beyond the crater rim, as I would be killed by the vacuum, but the fire I now felt inside me seemed to protect me as I clambered out of the elevator onto the moon's surface. Reaching out with my newfound sense, I felt a faint flickering, as if my father's life force was a glowtube with its energy almost gone. I twined my strong warmth about his, and felt it grow stronger. Running up to his ship, I saw that he was dying: a tiny crack in the cockpit window was spraying frozen air. Once again, I reached out with my new power, lifting the ship effortlessly and walking with it back to the crater.
In the days that followed, I set to work, hoping to drown my sorrow in busywork. After burying my father, I turned my attention to the previously off-limits territory of his ship. Using my new-found powers, I easily explored its circuitry and structure, repairing and rebuilding the ship into a habitation; I found that "The Fire", as I called it, could be used to repair broken parts and re-weld wiring.
As for the boxes that were my father's final cargo, when I opened them, I found incomprehensible things -- large, heavy bricks of a bright yellow, opaque canisters with clear strands inside them which scintillated when they were exposed to light, and other things far beyond my knowledge. Looking them up in the house's (formerly the ship's) computer, I discovered that these were extremely valuable in the outer systems, beyond the giant red planet and yellow sun that comprised my world, but here they were worthless.
Upon learning this, I shrugged and went back to my gardening.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

I knew where she'd be -- where she always went when she wanted to be alone.

As I stepped into the rearmost cargo bay, I saw her sitting against the back wall, knees hugged tightly to her chest. She looked up at me, her piercing blue eyes laced with anger, and something else...

"Not now Rogan." she said wearily.

"C'mon Li'Anah," I pleaded, "just give me a chance to explain."

"I've heard that so many times from you." she sighed. "I just can't take it any more."

"I'm sorry baby," I continued quietly, "I don't mean to hurt you, honest I don't. I hated putting you in danger like that, but I had to do something -- I couldn't let that bounty hunter get his hands on you."

I crouched down next to her, staring deep into her eyes. "You know, in that last moment, when I was sure we were gonna die, I was afraid, really afraid. Not for myself, but I was scared that I'd let you down, and I'd never get the chance to make it up to you."

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

I was scared that I'd let you down, and I'd never get the chance to make it up to you."

I let my eyes meet Rogan's. "Explain."

He rambled on for a while and I listened. Well, I half listened. I just kept thinking that we'd almost died and I would never have seen Rogan again. Finally I waved my hand at him.

"Shut up."

He looked at me, taken aback, and opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "Just shut up and kiss me."

We'd almost died back there and I needed a little reassurance that we were alive.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

"Just shut up and kiss me."

I stood up and offered my hand to Li'Anah, half expecting her to refuse it, all too familiar with her fierce independant streak. But she accepted it, slipping her hand into mine, allowing me to pull her to her feet.

I stepped forward, pressing my body against hers, pushing her back against the wall. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest, matching my own, as my hands found her shapely hips, caressing her curves through the fabric of her jumpsuit. I kissed her, and as I did so all the emotions that had built up within me - all the fear, the regret, the anger at myself - was washed away by a boiling tide of passion that surged from every corner of my being, flowing upwards and into her as my lips met hers.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

Rogan's hands fit perfectly on my hips. Many were the nights I spent alone wishing that weren't so.

He held me against the wall as if he were afraid I would try to escape, but I had no such desire. I needed the reassurance of his touch that we were alive. That we were going to stay alive for a while.
My fingers found the fasteners to his clothes of their own accord and soon my hands were on his bare skin. His muscles rippled under my touch, thrilling me. I held him tightly, not wanting to let go.

I moaned into his mouth, incoherent with desire.

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

The slightest touch of Li'Anah's hands on my skin was electric, as she quickly relieved me of my flight jacket and vest, discarding them to the floor.

We kissed again, hungry for each other's lips, my hands roaming all over her, from her shapely hips, up over her sides, caressing her back and cupping her heavenly breasts. As our tongues danced together, my fingers found the zipper of her skin tight jumpsuit, tugging it downwards.

I sucked Li'Anah's bottom lip into my mouth, then began kissing, licking and nipping my way over her jaw, running my tongue fondly along the length of her scar. Continuing down her neck, feasting on her newly revealed flesh as I pulled the jumpsuit off her shoulders.

My mouth found it's way to where her neck met her left shoulder - one of her favourite spots, as confirmed by the moan of pleasure that escaped her lips. As I lavished my attention on her sensitive skin with my lips, tongue and teeth, I pulled the zipper lower, down through the valley between her breasts, revealing the sparkling sapphire necklace nestled there.

I worked my way downwards, planting a trail of butterfly kissings over the soft skin framed by the gold chain of the necklace. As I reached the gemstone I lifted it away from her and planted a tender wet kiss on the spot of skin where it rested. Releasing the sapphire to settle back perfectly into it's home, I looked up at Li'Anah and grinned, before gripping the top of her jumpsuit and suddenly yanking it all the way down to her hips, revealing her beautiful breasts in all their glory.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

Rogan's lips lulled me into a languid state, until he suddenly jerked my jumpsuit down to my waist, effectively pinning my arms to my sides.
He enjoyed my struggles for a while, then finally let my arms free so I could work on the buttons of his shirt. While his lips worshipped my breasts, I held his head, letting my fingers play with his hair. I had the bizzare, oddly timed thought that he needed a haircut, but decided to mention that later.
I gasped when he teeth latched onto one nipple, pleasure/pain shooting into every part of my body. Just when I thought my knees would fail me, Rogan scooped me up and carried me to the bed in his cabin.

"It's been a long time since I got you in a bed," he said with a wicked grin. He pulled off each of my boots, then his hands gripped my jumpsuit and pulled it off, leaving me in nothing but a pair of white furry panties.

"You're a little overdressed," I said, sitting up and reaching for his belt buckle...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

I smiled as I saw her panties...she had an amazing talent for surprising me every single time. In fact, she had a lot of amazing talents, which I guess I didn't always give her credit for.

"You're a little overdressed," she said, reaching for my belt buckle. I kicked off my boots as she went to work on my pants, pulling them open. I scooted up off the bed to allow her to tug them down my legs. She dropped them to the floor, leaving me naked bar for my shorts, my arousal clearly evident.

We sat side by side on the edge of the bed, our hands exploring each other's bodies while my lips quickly zeroed in again on the sweet spot on her neck, licking and sucking on her flesh.

My one hand roamed over her back, her shoulders, down along her spine, caressing her ass. The other hand found her breasts, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh, rolling her hard nipples between my fingers, before gliding down over her stomach. Brushing teasingly over her panties, I eased my hand inside. Gently rubbing the outer lips of her pussy, her growing excitement readily apparent, I slipped a finger inside her...

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

Rogan's hands were so tender and gentle. I wanted to just hold him, but I also wanted to throw him down on the bed and ride him....it distressed me that I couldn't do it all at once.
I settled on kissing him. My impatient hands rid him of his clothes, except his shorts, which were of the softest silk. I rubbed him through his shorts, drawing deep moans from his throat. His lips and teeth quickly found that spot on my neck. Soon I would be utter putty in his hands. While I still had some control, I pressed him away from me and back down on the bed.
Using my lips and teeth, I pulled his shorts off, freeing his rigid cock. I licked a path from his instep up to the head of his cock then teased him a little, licking slowly as though his cock were candy. I licked all the way down his shaft to his balls and gently sucked each one into my mouth while my hand began a slow stroking on his shaft.
I let my other hand caress his skin all over, feeling the taut skin over hard muscles. I sucked one finger into my mouth to wet it and began a slow tease around his ass, something I'd never done to him before, but I took the chance that he might enjoy it. The moans from his throat were some indication he liked it.
Finally, I licked my way back to the head of his cock. I loved the feel of his cock in my mouth. The feel of satin on steel, the feel of power, of love. I lowered my head until he was in my mouth completely, the head of his cock touching the back of my throat, then I started back up...

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

Eager though I was to reciprocate the incredible pleasure that Li'Anah was giving me, right now even the simplest thoughts and actions eluded me. All I could do was lie back and savour the overpoweringly intense sensations her expertly talented mouth were delivering to my throbbing, iron-hard cock.

Her lips and tongue seemed to be everywhere...licking, sucking, teasing and tasting every inch of my rigid shaft and balls...sending a thousand tiny pulses of pleasure racing through my body, leaving me moaning and writhing on the bed. A shiver of excitement shot up my spine as I felt her wet finger probing lightly at my ass, and I found myself wriggling involuntarily towards her, eager to feel her within me.
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Her delightful assault was unrelenting, endlessly varied and infinitely pleasurable. My breath quickened and my moaning intensified, an inarticulate warning of rapidly approaching climax.