Star Wars - Smuggler's Moon (For CdW)

[unclebigbad]

Might I join, as Relliqim, a rebel spy?

I was thinking of joing this little romp through the galaxy as a Rebel spy, that had stowed away in one of the smugglers compartments on your ship, but if this will cause any undue consequences, I will shift to read-only mode.

BTW, did I mention I am a student of The Force?

please email me at unclebigbad@literotica.org or wolf2569@hotmail.com

 

[Friendly Dragon]

Rogan

OOC: Thanks for understanding, unclebigbad.

IC: The whole ship lurched violently as it dropped unexpectedly out of hyperspace. Everything was silent for several seconds as we looked around in confusion, until the hyperspace proximity alarm kicked in belatedly. I really needed to get that fixed...

"Something big must have blocked our path," I said hurriedly. Major objects or bodies in realspace, such as planets or asteroids, also cast a mass shadow in hyperspace. If such an object crossed the path of a ship travelling through hyperspace, it would trip the ship's proximity sensors, which would automatically disengage the hyperdrive. At least, that was the idea...

"You think that might have something to do with it?" Li'Anah said, her voice laced with concern and a hint of sarcasm. I spun the chair around so I could see what she was referring to, my breath catching in my throat as I saw the massive metallic grey vessel that filled the whole viewport, stretching on as far as the eye could see. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a green light blinking on the comm panel.

"Uh...yeah, I think you might be right," I said distractedly, flipping the receiver switch on the comm system. A stern, authoritative voice immediately filled the cockpit.

"...repeat, this is the Imperial Star Destroyer Intimidator. Disengage your engines immediately and prepare to be boarded."

Great. Just my luck to run into one of the Imps' random stop-checks. My mind raced, trying to think of any contraband I had stored in the cargo bays. No, we were okay...oh, apart from...

Damn.

 

[Countess DeWinter]

Li'Anah

My fingers calmly danced across the panel, disengaging the engines. I could only imagine the Imperial troops finding Rogan's stash of panties. Silently, I buttoned my shirt to cover my lovely jewel and looked over at Rogan, ready to laugh with him about lace and fur and nosey troops...

"Rogan?" He had a distinctly uneasy look about him. What in the world did he had to worry about? We weren't smugg....

My eyes widened. He couldn't have! "Rogan?" I said a bit louder and much more worriedly. "What have you done?"