Kidnap & Ransom: Senator-style

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Shale simply glared at Deacon. How dare he do that to a woman, men like that simply made Shale's blood boil...or rather they would, had he had any blood. But he exited the speeder, and grabbed a few of the canisters, carefully placing them into the speeder. He continued to glare at Deacon, occasionally glancing at Daesha. After placing the canisters into the speeder, Shale took his seat in the speeder. He checked his blaster, then replaced it in his coat. "So,what's next guys?" he asked.
 

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Daesha took her seat in the speeder next to Deacon as Tanto led the way to where the gas canisters were stored, chattering victoriously. Once he had disappeared into the building with Kranon and Shale, she gave herself liberty to speak. "That's one of his strategies, you know," she said, shaking her head. "He knows that no one can tolerate how he smells, so he demands outlandish prices knowing that nobody has the stomach to barter with him for long. I swear, he must sleep in a slag heap. I know Gamorreans who smell better than that. But no matter his hygiene, he's brilliant. This stuff is potent, and he's never sold me shoddy merchandise." She looked up when she noticed the men reappear, and also noted the poisonous look Shale was giving Deacon. He even spared one for her that made her shift uncomfortably in her seat before she turned around and trained her eyes on the street in front of her. Still, the Togruta could sense his movements behind her. He seemed to have a rather stiff posture and his movement was sharp, for whatever reason. Probably not something to get into a fuss over, considering he was a robot. But it made her uneasy.

"I think you and I both need to reign it in a little," Daesha said, touching Deacon's arm lightly as she leaned over to whisper in his ear. She jerked her head in Shale's direction just as he took his seat in the vehicle and checked the blaster in his coat. The threatening action made her stomach flip, and she only felt marginally better when he put it back and asked about their remaining tasks.

"I imagine we go check out our site again then get me checked into my room. Perhaps we can run the escape route one more time with me driving, just to make sure I remember it. If we do that, I can bring you boys back to the ship, pick up some clothes for the next few days as well as my bow, and head back to the room. Of course, if I have to pick some stuff up, probably better to leave checking in until afterward," she answered. "But that's up to Deacon. What do you say, boss?"

"What about m' payment?"
barked Tanto as he jumped by the driver-side window, startling the woman sitting there. "Ya needs t' pay me for me goods!"

"Don't suppose you've got six grand on you, do you?" the Togruta asked, trying to conceal as much as possible the fact that she was holding her breath. "You'd better pay him, quickly."
 

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Smirking crookedly at her remark to cool it, Deacon glanced at Daesha sidelong, a mischievous look to what facial features he could display. He paid little mind to Shale as he listened to the Togruta go off about what they should do next and all that. Excluding whatever took place last night and her physical state this morning, Deke was overall more than happy with her selection for this mission. Seemed she had a good head on her shoulders and was a real thinker, not just a thug. Good. Real good. Her mental sharpness and intelligence only made her that much more attractive to the Crime Shadow.

Upon Tanto's sudden arrival and barking at Daesha's side of the speeder, Deacon held up a hand as he ordered the Bothan, "Calm down Tanto. I've your credits. Come around o'er here." Though Deke would've liked to lean over the shapely Togruta to hand the mangy Bothan his money, a point needed to be made with him that the Crime Shadow would not disallow himself in trade for a cheap feel.

Hefting a pouch full of high-marked credits, Deacon began to address the Bothan as he made his way around the speeder, eventually ending up at Deke's door-side, "Got your six gran' right 'ere." As the Bothan reached out to take the pouch, Deacon let him grab it, then with quick reflexes, grabbed a handful of Tanto's grungy mane, his right hand drawing out a vibro-knife and bringing it swiftly up to the underside of his throat.

His one eye searching the Bothan's two good eyes, Deacon glared menacingly as he disallowed the filthy canine any wiggle room whatsoever, try as the Bothan may to get free or back away. With a whisper laced with malicious intent, Deke half-promised, half-threatened, "Now you lis'en here Tanto. Let one. Let. Just. One. of these canisters malfunction on us, and I swear by all that is holy, I'll shave you clean and brand you where the sun don't shine. You understand me?"

Foul breath and all, Deke held the Bothan's head close, seemingly unable to smell the horrific odors emanating from Tanto's grotesque lack of hygiene; that or he simply didn't care at this point, willing to make a statement. Seemingly a bit shaken from the display, the Bothan replied in an unsteady voice, "Why uh... you uh... ummm... Yeah, why don't you let me git you another coupla canisters there if ya please, eh? Couple more an' I'll give you a good inspection of their mechanics."

"That'd be -much- appreciated Tanto," Deacon replied as he held the Bothan close for only a moment longer, then released him and sheathed his blade back in its sheath. Muttering to himself as the Bothan ran off to acquire two more, Deacon grumbled, "Le's stop some where so I can wash m'hands." Glancing over towards Daesha he added, "Ship sounds good. Le's pick everything up first, -then- make our final preparations."
 

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"And a pair of flash-bangs! Get us a pair of flash-bangs!" Daesha shouted as the Bothan scurried back into his hole. Tanto hurried back again with his two canisters and the pair of flash grenades the company had demanded, loading all but one canister of gas into the trunk, which he passed to Deacon before he stepped back out of reach. He gave a quick run down on the mechanics of the device, how to detonate them and synchronize them, but Daesha didn't pay attention. She knew well enough how to use the things, and didn't care too much about the craftsmanship. They were effective, that was that for her. As soon as it appeared Deacon was semi-satisfied, Daesha revved the engine, signaling to Tanto that their business with him was completed. "Pray you see morning, Tanto," she called to him in her customary fashion with the filthy creature. She took of and allowed the wind to clear out his foul odor before closing up the windows and merging with regular traffic again.

The Togruta set the speeder on a course bound for the hangar again, to return to the ship and the upper levels of the city-planet. It was several minutes before she said anything, but when she did, it was to Deacon. "Why?" she asked, obviously irritated. "Why did you need to threaten him like that? I had just finished telling you that he never sold shoddy merchandise! So why did you have to threaten him for doing so? Don't tell me it was because I told you about his business strategy! Krath, I'm probably never going to be able to get anything from him again after that!"
 

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Shale massaged his temples, more by force of habit than anything else. While Deke could have gone about that a little more nicely, he would have done the same thing. He looked up and said "Can you guys get along please?" he asked annoyed. "I swear to god, the next one who argues gets a boot so far up their ass, you'll taste my foot." he glared at both of them. "Look, Deke has a point. You have to make sure that your equipment works properly. At the same time, Daesha just said his equipment is the best. So shut the kriff up, and smile wouldya?" he ordered, sitting back.
 

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Turning his gaze over towards the Togruta with an incredulous look that also betrayed a hint of humor, Deacon replied, "Says the one who took advantage of the situation and demanded more equipment." Laying a hand over his chest, he stated simply, "I merely advised him that should my purchases prove faulty, there would be Krath to pay." Gesturing now over towards Daesha with two fingers, Deke went on, "You added insult to injury by demanding equipment that we did not pay for."

Smirking crookedly, he shook his head as the Shale barked at them both. Nodding to him as he glanced briefly over a shoulder, Deacon replied, "Well spoken Sir." Then with a hint of a twinkle in his good eye, he addressed the Togruta with a wink, "Back to the ship!!" Thankfully, Daesha seemed to have fully recovered from her... status that morning as they made good time back to her ship. Deke was going to make it a point to go inside and wash his hands.

"Alright," he began as he slid out of the speeder, "let's not dally." With that, he hopped out and began to make his way up the ramp towards the refresher. He wanted to get that Bothan filth off his hands as well as throw some water over his face, probably gargle with something too to freshen his breath. Somehow, he just felt dirty all over after such a close encounter with that mangy, filth-ridden seller...
 

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Daesha shrugged as Deacon turned her accusations back on her. "Damage was done by then. And we needed the things. Didn't want to need to make another stop." She fixed her eyes back on the skyway as they joined a busier vein of traffic. The proximity of the hangar meant that tons of larger ships were competing with the swarms of speeders for maneuvering room.

Daesha set the speeder down at the foot of the loading ramp, knowing that they would be taking off soon. She winced and caught onto the door of the speeder for support as stabbing pain shot up through the bottoms of her feet. Those painkillers were starting to wear off. Squaring her shoulders and setting her jaw, she tried her best to just ignore the pain as she made her way to the med bay. She quickly injected another dose of painkillers into her thigh and grabbed a bottle of capsules that she stashed in a pouch on her belt. After thinking about it for a moment, she also put together a package of clean bandages, anti-bacterial ointments, and more potent intravenous painkillers. If, heaven forbid, one of them got wounded during this op, at least she would have some supplies on hand to try and keep that person from bleeding out.

Returning to her quarters, Daesha swept the broken shards of glass out of the doorway with her booted foot before grabbing a bag off the back of a chair. She stuffed three changes of clothes in, one set being the outfit she had worn the day before. She also ducked into the lavatory to grab her hygiene supplies. She smiled as she passed Deacon, scrubbing his hands vigorously and working up quite a lather. She simply continued on with her packing though, adding a clean towel and a bar of soap to her supplies as well as her perfume bottle. Nothing Deacon had said about the hotel had inspired in Daesha any confidence that they would have those sorts of things. She also took a moment to brush her teeth quickly before packing up those supplies, as it occurred to her that she hadn't done so that morning. As she finished rinsing, it appeared that Deacon was still trying to wash the skin right off his arms.

"There's a bottle of sanitizer in the cabinet behind you, or some of the more potent stuff in the med bay if you'd like," the Togruta said, giving him a sideways smile. "I'm finished packing here now. Just need to grab my bow case from the mid-deck. But before we go, is there any room service at this place? Or rather, if there is, will the food kill us? I don't think I've seen you eat anything all day. I could whip up a stew or something real quick if you think you could use a second shower."
 

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"There's no room service," Deacon stated as he found the bottle of sanitizer that the Togruta had been talking about. As he rubbed the clear gel-like stuff into his skin, he added, "An' we can pick up something t'eat on th' way back. I'll shower once we git to the room. KRATH do I feel dirty." He grumbled as he continued to really rub in the sanitizing gel. Somehow, he -still- didn't feel clean enough. The shower would most likely help.

Reboarding the speeder, he doubted that he'd stay the full night in the room with the Togruta. At some point, he'd head back to his place as well and change into a new set of clothes. Right now, he -knew- that he didn't smell all that good; not after being in such close proximity to that mongrel being. Probably had fleas too. The thought itself caused his hair to itch. Krath damnit...

As they sped along, Deacon pointed out an establishment that they could speed thru. "Fast Eddie's. They've good sliders. Mongo beefhead... if you like tha' sorta thing." He'd have Daesha order for the lot of them as the window was on her side of the speeder. "I'll cover it. Order what you want," he stated simply, pulling out a good sum of credits to cover the bill. He expected it to be a rather large order, what with both Kranon and Shale in the back there.

His own order entailed a glass of blue milk, some greens, and a couple of sliders with fries. Not the most healthy, but hopefully the milk and greens would help balance things out better. Here shortly, they'd arrive at the site they had selected and begin setting things in motion. Glancing over his shoulder, he addressed Shale and Kranon, "A'right, when you two are done emplacing the devices, feel free t'take the speeder back to the ship. Daesha an' I will establish an alibi at the hotel."
 

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"Nothing for me." Shale said simply, engrossed in his holo-computer. He was working away on new pleasure and pain sensors, the programming side of it. He needed to run by one of the shops to make the hardware, but that could wait. Shale looked over at Deacon. "I ever tell you what an odd name you have? A deacon is usually associated with a religion of some sort. Usually in charge of something. Yet you are criminal." Shale said with a smile. "A bit of irony, don't you think." Shale was prone to these random outbursts. A bit of random information he had stored making it's way to the surface. "Anyways, I was thinking. We could make a distraction by blowing up a speeder, couldn't we? And I was also thinking, maybe it'd be best not to kill too many people." Shale shrugged. "I know it's kinda late in the game but it would look better on us."
 

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"Shale! Shut up, people can hear you!" Daesha hissed through clenched teeth. She stared him down for a moment, then turned to the loud speaker. "I'll get a nerfburger combo with a sparkling muja juice, please." Kranon also placed and order, and Daesha handed over Deacon's credit chips at the window. A moment later they received their bag of food and tray of drinks, which she handed back over to Deacon as she got back into the busy skylane.

Breathing deeply to calm her nerves, Daesha looked at Shale in the rear-view mirror. "Listen you bucket of bolts. You can't go talking about that when we're sitting in a restaurant drive-thru! You'll blow the operation that way! Also, why do you think we've got fourteen kriffing canisters of kriffing knock-out gas in the mother-kriffing trunk? What do you think we just spent the day doing? We're laying a kriffing trap so nobody gets kriffing killed!"

Daesha spent the remainder of the commute in silence, fuming at Shale's foolishness. Seriously, how could a computer on legs be so stupid? One more slip-up like that and she'd tear his goddamn head off. She pulled into the alleyway, facing the speeder towards the street and blocking the inside of the alley from view. The Togruta dug into her meal hungrily, devouring the thick, meaty sandwich in moments and even got through the fries fairly quickly. She made no move to help Kranon and Shale unload the speeder. As soon as she had polish off her meal, she tossed the trash on the ground behind them, creating more litter to hide the canisters under. She slung her bag over her shoulder and retrieved the fairly nondescript hard-sided black case that contained her bow and arrows. "Well Deacon, shall we?" she asked, then eyed the two men at the back of the speeder. "You're sure you don't want to stick around and keep an eye on things for a moment? I'm sure it won't look suspicious to anyone if I check in and then you follow a short time after."
 

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Deacon glanced over his shoulder at Shale as he smirked regarding the remark concerning his name. He chuckled lightly as his head bobbed, replying, "I'm hardly religious Shale; I can assure you." Riding along for a moment, he added, "An explosion would only serve to burn off some gas, which is what we -don't- want as we are trying to preserve lives." Turning in his seat, he eyed both Kranon and Shale as he explained, "Look, we certainly are trying to avoid taking lives needlessly."

He didn't add that an exploding speeder would likely add to collateral damage, perhaps killing innocent passers-by. No, that would not do well at all. While Deacon was an agent of Black Sun, that didn't necessarily mean that he didn't place a value on sentient life. Wagging a finger at the two of them, he instructed, "No shooting unless you're threatened, and even then, shoot to disable, not necessarily kill."

They arrived at the site and Daesha asked Deacon if he'd like to stick around and watch them set up while she checked in ahead. He really didn't feel the need to, but perceived that the Togruta probably wanted some time to herself for a bit. Stepping out of the speeder and assisting Kranon and Shale, Deke replied simply, "Sounds good Daesha. Go 'head an' get y'self settled in a bit. I'll be up in half an hour or so; once I've helped these gentlemen get everything set up."

With that, the Crime Shadow assisted both Kranon and Shale in removing the canisters from the speeder in as covert a manner as possible. They had a little small talk as they did their best to disguise each of the emplacement, as well as a bit of a discussion on where to have the flash-bangs deployed. Liking the idea that Shale presented, Deacon went along with it as they prepared everything appropriately.

When they were all done, Kranon would hop in the speeder with Shale and the two would head back to the ship. Deacon on the other hand, would play his part and make his way up to the room Daesha was setting up in. He was most -certainly- looking forward to a nice, hot, long shower. He still didn't feel clean after the interaction earlier in the day with that mangy Bothan grunge.
 

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Daesha nodded and headed across the street towards the Free Ride. She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her nerves and get into the mindset of the kind of woman who would book into a place like this for several days. Resigning herself to the part she was going to have to play, she pulled the neckline of her dress down another inch and gave her breasts a little push up. Pausing on the threshold, she looked up at the neon green sign. Well, here it goes, the Togruta thought to herself as she took one more deep breath and pushed open the door.

The lobby was rather small, and poorly lit. A rather bored looking magenta Twi'lek sat at the reception desk, and she barely even glanced up to see Daesha enter. Her garish make-up made it difficult to guess at her age, and she also had elaborate tattoos all over her foot-and-half long lekku. Probably trying to make up for how sinfully short they are, the Togruta thought to herself smugly. "Checking in or here to join someone?" asked the receptionist in a plain monotone that held a hint of irritation.

"Checking in," Daesha answered, trying to smile pleasantly. "Although there will be Human coming up to join me in a little while. His got a neat beard and a red cybernetic eye. You can't miss him."

"Uh-huh, I'll send him up when he gets here. How long will you be staying?" the receptionist asked impatiently.

"Probably anywhere from four days to a week. Listen, you got any rooms on the south-east corner there? I like a room with lots of natural light. Maybe a balcony if it's available,"
the Togruta asked, now trying to make her voice especially sweet just to piss off the Twi'lek.

"Yeah that's great. All we have for that are suites, and those cost seventy-five credits a night."

"Oh, that sounds wonderful," replied Daesha, fishing out a few credit chips to cover the expense for one night anyway. The receptionist snatched the credits from her hand and proceeded to check her in.

"Okay, and whose name is this under?"


"Um," the smuggler hesitated, searching for a name. "It's Jade. Jade Starfire."

"Fine. Here are the keycards. You're in suite 702."



The room was better than anticipated. It was fairly plain, and the carpet was a little dingy, but the spacious bed didn't look infested with anything and the bathroom was also fairly clean. The bath itself was even a respectable size. Room probably doesn't see much use because it costs more, the Togruta rationalized. As for the balcony, it wrapped right around the corner of the building and offered a great view of the alley a short distance away. Daesha noticed Shale look up from his work and waved at him before ducking back inside. Hauling the black case onto the bed, she clicked open that latches and set to work putting her bow together. The various pulleys, cams, strings and arms all fell into place perfectly, as they had so often before. Picking up the assembled weapon, she pulled the string back to her cheek, testing the draw. Releasing it, the arms snapped back into position and the string sang. It was perfect.
 

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Kranon and Shale did a -fine- job of setting up the canisters and camouflaging them appropriately. It took longer than half an hour, but in the end, it was nigh undiscernable just where they had put them. The job they did of covering them up and blending them into the environment was exceptional as well. Not just a couple of dumb brutes, Deacon thought to himself as he looked their work over. It was impressive. He gave the area one final look over before dismissing them for the evening.

As they sped off, the Crime Shadow gave them a light wave upon departure, himself turning in towards the hotel they'd selected for Daesha to be positioned in. Looking up, he noted a balcony on the corner and was hopeful that the Togruta was able to secure such a room. That'd sure come in handy when the operation went down, but then again, it'd also open her up to some potentially lethal counter-fire.

Stepping in, he dismissed the thought as there really shouldn't be much in the way of counter-fire since they were using such heavy amounts of knock-out gas. Having checked over the data earlier, Deacon had figured out that, so long as all the canisters functioned properly, there would be enough gas in the air to more than double the maximum filterable amount by most standard gas masks. A promising fact to be sure.

Approaching the check-in counter, he noted the garishly made-up Twi'lek. Quirking an eyebrow, he inquired as he gestured with two hands before him as if squeezing something in each, "What room did the Togruta with th' nice ass check into?" He gave her a wink as he grinned broadly, a mischievous hint to his facial features. It was all part of playing the role. Right now though, Deacon had his mind focused on taking a shower.

Pointing upstairs, the Twi'lek replied with a scoffing huff, "She's upstairs Sir. Suite 702." Suite? Deacon thought to himself. He didn't recall this place having any suites, but then again, he didn't really check into it too much either. Not like he'd ever actually -stayed- here before. Giving a light wave to the Twi'lek, he thanked her simply and turned towards the turbolift. He might've taken the stairs, but he didn't have a spare change of clothes with him just yet.

710, 708, 706, 704, 702. He checked the door handle briefly just in case she had left it open for him. Doubtful, but he did so anyway. Nope. Locked. Good. She was being secure. Rapping loudly on the door, he called out, "Open up Sweet Cheeks!" Tapping on the door again with the back of his knuckles, he didn't give the Togruta much time to answer as he hollered out again, "C'mon now... don' keep yer lover waiting!" Hopefully it'd only be a moment now...
 

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The door opened quite quickly after the second knock, and a slender orange hand grabbed Deacon by the front of his vest and hauled him in before the door quickly slammed shut again. "You couldn't have just knocked?" Daesha asked, crossing her arms just below her breasts. "And Sweet Cheeks? Really? I swear, you will feel my wrath if that name sticks." Even though she sounded perturbed, a small, crooked smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. She crossed back across the room to the bed. She shut the case of archery equipment and stashed it underneath, then picked her bow up and propped it against the wall near the balcony door. "The view's pretty good. Room costs a little extra than the others here, but I figure it's worth it. I'm guessing it doesn't see much use though. I was expecting it to be some sort of vermin hive, but I think we lucked out," said the Togruta, trying to make conversation as she puttered about. A she did so, she picked one of the keycards up from the side table she had left them on, and tossed it to Deacon. "Receptionist gave me two keys. Next time you can let yourself in."
 

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Initially, Deacon was caught off-guard a bit by the amount of skin Daesha was revealing now. Seemed it was more than it had been earlier, and the sight of it caused his good eye to widen momentarily. Recovering himself quickly enough, he dusted off his vest, straightening it out as he replied, "Th' name won't stick. Tha' was just for th' role." As she crossed back across the room towards the bed, he added, "Though it certainly does fit you well enough."

She went on about the view and costs and such. It was important that she be content with the room as it would affect her attitude, and attitude affected performance. A lesson long ago learned by the Crime Shadow himself throughout numerous operations. Numerous. He began to remove his boots as his head bobbed in agreement with her about them lucking out. Then, she tossed a key at him.

Catching it after it hit his chest and began to fall, Deacon replied, "Out of courtesy, I'll still announce m'self jus' so you know I'm comin' in." With that, he slipped the key into his back pocket and began to shed his vest and bracers. Tossing what attire he had removed thus far over the back of a chair, he stated, "Gonna shower an' clean up. Krath, I can -still- feel that Bothan's breath on me like some kind of... dirty glaze or filthy mist."

He muttered as he walked into the refresher with only his pants on. Shutting the door most of the way so he could still hear her, Deke turned the water on HOT and shed his pants. Pushing back the curtain and frowning, he called out, "You bring any soap with you?" Looking over the refresher once again, he grumbled to himself before adding, "That or can you have the front desk bring us some up? Place like this, they should at -least- offer a couple some soap..."
 

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"Yeah I'm pretty sure I brought some soap. Just give me a second to dig it out of my bag," the Togruta called over her shoulder. She tossed it on the bed and unzipped it, finding the soap almost immediately. Funny, she thought, that never happens. She crossed to the bathroom, where steam was already billowing from the door, and passed the bar of soap in to Deacon. Even that much steam wasn't enough to keep her from checking him out through the narrow opening.

"Be careful there," Daesha advised, "You've probably got that water hot enough to take a layer of skin off, and that's something he wouldn't want. I think I'm already self-destructive enough for both of us." She chuckled halfheartedly at the self-deprecating joke. However, the smirk that came across her face wasn't from her own lame jest.

"So Deacon, once you're feeling clean again, you wanna work on that cover story of ours?" the Togruta coyly propositioned. "No reason we can't have a little fun trying to make it convincing."
 
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For whatever reason, the door to the refresher opened towards the shower as opposed to opening towards the sink. Collecting the bar of soap from the Togruta's hand as she reached in to pass it off to him, Deacon replied, "Thank-you." Truly he was -most- grateful to have some soap in order to wash the filth of the day and then some from off of his form. It wasn't often that he felt -this- dirty...

"That's the idea," he began to reply to her remark about the temperature of the water. At this point, Deacon felt that the outer layer of skin was, in fact, an outer layer of gunk and bile. He wouldn't put it past that Bothan's breath to leave such a deposit all over. His breath had been a volcano of foulness and microscopic poo-doo, or at least had certainly seemed so... to anyone unfortunate enough to find themselves too close.

Deacon had already stepped into the shower and began to vigorously scrub himself down, with COPIOUS amounts of soap. In response to her coy proposition, he quirked a humored look as he paused for a moment and thought, then replied with, "Well, there's a spot on my back tha' I can't reach very well..." Leaving it at that, he decided to keep on scrubbing away and rinsing, doing the best that he could... by himself.
 

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Meanwhile, Shale had dropped Kranon off at a bar and was aboard Daesha's ship.He had dropped by one of his shop's and got the necessary hard ware for his newest upgrades, and applied them.He walked about the deck of the Tranquility, and realized hadn't left Coruscant in quite sometime. So he meandered towards the cockpit, and booted up the power. After receiving permission to leave, he did. Entering Coruscant's inner space. He took the ship around for a joy ride, going into one of the moon's orbit. He looked out and smiled, before taking out a knife. He looked at his skin, and pressed it hard into his hand. What resulted, was pain. And with that, Shale grinned.
 

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Daesha's smile broadened at the semi-spoken invitation. "Well, just give me a minute and I'll help you out with that," she said. She sat on the bed as she pulled off her own boots and unwrapped the bandages from her feet. It took a bit of work to separate the inner bandage from the dried blood without peeling the scabs off entirely, but she managed. They were discarded in the trash receptacle, and she also quickly shed her pants. The clinging dress she left on though, with its long slits and low neckline. Where was the fun in taking off everything without letting Deacon help? She rolled the tight sleeves up to her elbows, and as a sort of afterthought applied a drop of her sweet-smelling perfume about her collarbone.

The steam in the lavatory was almost blinding now, and Daesha wondered how Deacon could possibly endure water so hot. She drew the shower curtain a bit to discover his back was turned to her, and what a backside it was. "Seems to me that Sweet Cheeks is just as fitting for you as it is for me," said the smug Togruta. "Now, give me a bit of that soap would you?"

She worked up a latter in her hands, and passed the soap back to Deacon immediately so that he could continue trying to scrub his skin raw. Daehsa's slender fingers weren't nearly so abrasive as she rubbed the suds into his back, but gradually she started working at the tightness in his shoulders as she started to dig in a bit with her thumbs. The spray of the water was certainly having an effect on the little that the Togruta was still wearing as the dress became increasingly shear and clinging. "So, are you just about ready to get out?" she purred as one arm wrapped about his chest and the other encircled his waist. "Or maybe I should just jump in with you?"
 

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Deacon's skin was red all over, but it was clean. The temporary pain a small price to pay in order to rid himself of the layer of grime and filth that only a few moments ago, had coated his body. The Togruta stepped into the refresher and upon drawing back the shower curtain, made a remark about the nickname Sweet Cheeks. Glancing over his shoulder with a light smirk, the Crime Shadow flexed his gluteus maximus, holding it tight for a bit before handing the soap back to her awaiting hand.

Reaching over, the Crime Shadow increased the amount of cold water coming through the shower head. The scalding water had done its part. Then, placing his arms over hers after the Togruta had wrapped them around Deacon, he replied to her inquiry, "Wouldn't you rather take a shower before hitting the sack?" He tilted his head back in an attempt to rub his (facial) cheek against hers, giving her arms a bit of a gentle pull in order to draw her closer to him, perhaps even forcing her to step into the shower.

He hadn't really noticed that Daesha was still wearing a dress. Even if he had, it wouldn't have given him pause from his actions. Glancing to the left and right briefly, he added, "Seems t'me that there's -more- than enough room in 'ere for two." That being said, he secured his hold upon her arms and took a small step forward, attempting to ease her fully into the shower. It was obvious that Deacon approved of solidifying their cover story. Blatantly obvious.
 
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