Amana led the way her face only slightly pouty. "She actually doesn't live to far away. do you still have that old speeder bike?", she says as she motions for him to follow her outside.
Into the Grey (for Archangel99)
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"Yeah, actually. I've been working on it a bit lately during my free time. Fixed it up nicely!" He says, grinning and skipping ahead of her. He leads her outside the temple, and then around to the side, where they can see a sleek, black, classic-looking speeder bike. It's shaped like one of the bikes from millennia ago, with shiny chrome handlebars, a black body, large vents at the sides, and a flat bottom for the repulsorlift plate.
"There she is. My pride and joy." He says, grinning and running to the bike to start it up. "Hop on!"
"There she is. My pride and joy." He says, grinning and running to the bike to start it up. "Hop on!"
"Huh, so he finally did find that engine part her was looking for...", Amana said to herself as she hopped up on the bike. she then wrapped her hands around him and due to size of the seat she was pressed up against him. "Head down to the end of the government housing district she lives right near their."
"Okay. Hang on. I also made a few modifications to the engines..." He says, grinning evilly as he takes the speeder out, then into a steep dive!
"Waaah!", Amana cried very unused to the speed. She had to hold on to him tighter witch could be considered a plus for Kilarus as could feel her fit toned body pressed against his back.
He laughs and pulls up just before they crash into the top of a speeder, before dodging and weaving crazily through the traffic as only a Jedi could.
"How far away is this fried of yours?" He asks loudly over the annoyed yells of the other people still stuck in traffic.
"How far away is this fried of yours?" He asks loudly over the annoyed yells of the other people still stuck in traffic.
"jeez this thing has a lot of extra kick!", Amana thought as they weaved thought the heavy traffic. "Not too far... only a few miles away from here. Though I gotta warn you Ammie can be.... sort of um... silly..."
"Hey, I have to deal with you on a daily basis. How much sillier could this get?" He says with a laugh as they near the spot.
"Right there! that building to the left! She lives in middle floor first apartment on the right of the elevator.", Amana says as they park nearby. the place is a little shall we say, low cost living looking but there weren't any unsavory types around probably due to Amana previous run in with the thugs that used to hang out around there... it didn't end well for them when they messed with Ammie.
"Uhm... You friend is a little... Financially insecure, I see..." Kilarus murmurs, looking around the place. This whole area was a dump! He frowns and shakes his head. That wasn't the way he was supposed to be thinking... Then, he casually reaches into Amana's cleavage and takes the droid out, before walking into the building, following her directions all the way up, and then ringing the doorbell.
Amana slaps him across the shoulder after he pulls the droid right out of her cleavage. "Don't dig you're h-hand in there! jeez!", she said with a pouty face. After the doorbell rang a slide opened up on the door. "Who's there?!", said Ammie from behind the door. Kilarus could see a pair of green eyes staring back at him through the slot. "Hmm?! well well who's this~. She said as she looked kilarus over.
"Kilarus. And I think you'll know who this is." He says, grinning and pulling Amana closer to him with an arm around her neck. "We need a little... Unofficial help with something." He says, holding up the droid and winking.
"Amana! Hiya girlfriend~! So good to see you! And whats this?! Oh bring that inside this going to be good I know it.", she said happily. She then opened the door and Kilarus could see the rest of her. Ammie was a slightly petite til'wek with blue skin and green eyes. she wore a set of green goggles and little else, wearing only a pair of grey panties and tight fitting bra to hold her c-cups. The inside of her place is rather messy with all kinds of machines and old droid littered the place.
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[Almost wrote that he raises his eyebrows... Then remembered that Zabraks don't HAVE eyebrows. Or any body hair at all, for that matter. XD]
His eyes widen a bit at the sudden reveal, and glances at Amana as if to say "Oh. So that's what you meant..." Before nodding respectfully to Ammie and walking inside. "You like droids, huh? I'm a bit of a droid junkie myself. I like salvaging parts to use elsewhere." He says before turning to face Ammie, and trying not to let his eyes rove over her body.
"Speaking of droids... We need some help with... That. Amana can fill you in on the details." He says as he wanders around the house, picking up random items to examine them.
His eyes widen a bit at the sudden reveal, and glances at Amana as if to say "Oh. So that's what you meant..." Before nodding respectfully to Ammie and walking inside. "You like droids, huh? I'm a bit of a droid junkie myself. I like salvaging parts to use elsewhere." He says before turning to face Ammie, and trying not to let his eyes rove over her body.
"Speaking of droids... We need some help with... That. Amana can fill you in on the details." He says as he wanders around the house, picking up random items to examine them.
Ammie stretched pushing her chest out to them trying to act like she needed to stretch but most likely was just to push her tightly held breasts at them. "So this is that handsome devil you were talking about?", she said playfully looking Kilatus over again. "Ugh come on Ammie I need you to focus here!", Amana said annoyed. "Ok, ok, so whats the deal with this droid?", she said as she took it and started examining it with her googles. "Well... to make a long story short: its been spying on us.... and by us I mean.... me and Kil.", Amana said with frown. "Whoa... that is creepy.... OK! So I'm going take a guess here and say you wanna know who's been giving it orders, where its sent its data, and were it came from. Am I right sexy~?", Ammie said as she took a seat on one of her stools near her desk. Amana couldn't help but notice that her panties where a little on the tight side.... "Um... yeah I guess.", Amana said as she looked away blushing. "Well first Lets see just what it has recorded shall we?" Amana turned back around so fast that her tendril hair smacked her in her own face. "Wait no! no need for that!", Amana said getting even more purple in the face.
"Oh right. There's a recording of her getting naughty in there." Kilarus pipes up without thinking, and takes a sharp breath when he realises what he just said... But it's too late.
Ammie's eyes lit up at this. Amana's eyes and mouth went wide and on reaction, she force pulled a tiny bit of a droid and threw it at Kilaru's dinging him in the head with it. "KIl! Don't you have a off switch?!", Amana said her red getting more and more purple by the second. "Well I do need to inspect the fottage... so sorry dear no way out of this~", she said in sorry voice when she so wasn't.
Kilarus grunts in pain, his hands over the back of his head. "Ow! Sorry! It just slipped out!" He groans, but can't stop a grin spreading across his face. "Plus, seeing you embarrassed is just adorable." He says with a wide grin before diving for cover in case she decides to throw another piece of droid at him.
Amana just couldn't take this level of teasing and her hands went over her face she turned away. Ammie was loving this and she gave a Kilarus a wink. "Kil I think i like you already!~"
"A lot of people do." He says, grinning and winking back at her. "I could say the same for you, too. Amana told me you were kinda silly, but I see we both just like teasing her about her embarrassingly sexy body." Kilarus says, moving up behind Amana and squeezing the air out of her with a hug.
Amana gasped out and squirmed in Kilarus' strong hug. Ammie was so temped to run over and put her hands all over Amana but she had a job to do.... so she pulled out a box and pulled out a few tools she would need to both open the droid physically, and digitally. "Don't worry girlfriend I wont let any of that footage leak it'll be our little secret.", she said as she got to work, bent low and her barely contained ass straining against her grey panties.
"My my... Quite the little exhibitionist we got here..." Kilarus whispers in a voice low enough that only Amana can hear. "Did I ever tell you I always had a thing for Twi'leks?" He says, grinning devilishly and squeezing her butt.
Amana gave a little squeak to Kilarus' little squeeze. "W-Where has all this been hiding?!", she whispered. "Ever since we.... we... um... did it... you've gotten a bit... raunchy.", she said meekly. All the while Ammie was working away and possibly intentionally, showing off her ass.
"Hmm... No idea. Guess it was hiding all along, and just needed some help from a particular sexy lady to come out." He says with a chuckle that dies in his throat as a sudden thought strikes him.
"Amana... What if... What if this is leading me down the path of the dark side? The first line of the Sith code just popped into my head. Peace is a lie. There is only passion. What if... What if they meant this kind of passion too?" He asks.
"Amana... What if... What if this is leading me down the path of the dark side? The first line of the Sith code just popped into my head. Peace is a lie. There is only passion. What if... What if they meant this kind of passion too?" He asks.
Amana looked worried and puzzled all at the same time, as she took in what Kilarus had said. Thoughts ran through her head like blaster fire. "oh no what if he's right?" ,"but thats not fair if that's the case....", "surely loving someone isn't the same kind of passion....", "compassion and love is part of the jedi, surely there's room for real love there!"
"I.... I dont know... but Im sure we can tell the difference. I mean just because we keep a lid on everything doesn't mean there can't be some kind of passion for someone beneath it pushing you on the right path... maybe I'm... just full of crap what do I know...", Amana said her face in super unsure expression.
"I.... I dont know... but Im sure we can tell the difference. I mean just because we keep a lid on everything doesn't mean there can't be some kind of passion for someone beneath it pushing you on the right path... maybe I'm... just full of crap what do I know...", Amana said her face in super unsure expression.
"Hey. You're not full of crap. Don't think like that." Kilarus says sternly, smacking the side of her head, but not too hard.
"Maybe... Maybe it's okay to love like we do... But then again... We're forming attachments. Formation of attachments, as we've heard a thousand times over... Leads to the dark side." He whispers, hugging Amana a little tighter.
"Maybe... Maybe it's okay to love like we do... But then again... We're forming attachments. Formation of attachments, as we've heard a thousand times over... Leads to the dark side." He whispers, hugging Amana a little tighter.
"That bit never made sense to me... I mean how could that lead to the dark side.... If anything... i would think it was the the way around...", Amana said distantly. Then there attention was turned back to Ammie as they heard a lot of giggling coming from her. It turns out that much to Amana's horror Ammie was watching that one bit of footage.
"So anyway!" Kilarus says loudly, trying to startle the Twi'lek. "How's the cracking going?" He asks, giving Ammie a look that says he knows exactly what she's doing.
The screen snaps off and Ammie spins on her stool back to face the two of them. She gives Kilarus a totally (not) innocent smile and says, "Ah yes I managed to pull a few things from its memory." she pushed a button on her desk to pull up a holo display. "So this thing is definitely a custom job... its of trade federation type tech for sure. But it was build buy hand, you can tell buy the shape and the high quality parts. secondly, the thing was sending things through its own separate channel, in layman's terms it was like a private line straight to one place." Amana was about to say something but Ammie cut her off. "And before you ask, no i don't know who's it is, but i do have a pretty go lead as to where it was sending stuff. its somewhere in that building right near the diner you know the place"
"Custom job? Hmm... Interesting..." He murmurs, walking forward and picking up the droid. "The same building it was heading to? That's strange. That would mean someone had set up a base of sorts. That also means that same person would have seen me grab the droid..." He looks down at it. "Oh shit. What if... What if this thing has a tracking beacon?" He says, eyes wide.