Fleet Refitting

[Onrai]

[member="Natassia Traxen"]

Carida, Defiance Shipyards

In orbit of this Collective world stood a set of shipyards, which were currently in use refitting a large fleet of vessels. This fleet - the Void Irregular Fleet - had taken significant damage defending the Sith forces on Anzat from a Silver Jedi fleet. They had been brought here for refitting after having been disturbed from refurbishing in the main Sith shipyards thanks to the request of the Ancient Eye to assist them with the ​Gossamer​ incident. Vanessa was now standing on the deck of the Ablution​, the vessel within a massive drydock structure befitting its two kilometer bulk. It was almost entirely stripped down to the frame, with only the core internal components still within the ship, particle shielding helping to maintain a breathable atmosphere inside the central corridor.

Vanessa had expected Natassia would join her. Hopefully she was in a good state after the situation of her genetic shifting.

 

[NT-6922]

Natassia had to admit: Vanessa Vantai deserved to be her mistress. As soon as she left the labs, the newly-transformed woman had rushed to her gunship, ecstatically entering the coordinates to Palamir.
Two whole months of healthy happiness and pure joy: for all the Jedi had to say about the Sith, she never had felt so good in her life before, and she was doing nothing inherently evil - well, not that much, at least. As soon as she arrived on the ocean world, she jumped beneath the waves to join her lovers - and now, sisters, as they excitedly remarked.
Days passed, each one filled with lust, love, wonder, adoration, and so much more. Discovering the ocean with her new, perfect body filled her with greater thrills than the most bold exploration, and the feeling of Agavé's lips crushing against her own was more satisfying than the greatest of her past accomplishments.

But, for all her joy and happiness, the Seairenei still felt indebted to the Sith Lord - her creator, as she fondly regarded her. Although it was with a heavy heart that she left Palamir, she knew that she would be back soon - as soon as possible. And besides, the Sith's company had proved to be quite... pleasant. These two months had made Natassia far more seductive and sultry, the last bits of her transformation finishing in her vacation: and what visible changes those were...

And now, there she was. Wearing an armor much more different than what she was used to, showing off her curves quite nicely, she felt good. She felt attractive and beautiful, and that was something that mattered a lot to her now. Making her way over to the Ablution's deck, she pensively drummed her fingers against her wrist. Finding out where the powerful woman was proved to be quite easy, which surprised the Siren - she expected secrecy from a Sith. This made her understand that she knew very little about them, something she wished to correct.
Still a bit weak on her legs, the months had strengthened her muscles and made her more agile with her tail, but she was starting to loathe her "human" form, despising her clumsy legs when compared to her most graceful, regal tail. A deep-seated rage flashed in her mind as she remembered the adventurers on the prowl to hunt Seiarenei, kill them and sell their rare scales.
She would come back with enough firepower to level a city, but now was not the time to be full of hatred and anger.

"Hello, Lord Vantai, my Creator", greeted the mermaid with a smile as she removed her helmet, obviously desiring for herself to be admired, flashing the blonde a pearly smile.

[member="Vanessa Vantai"]

 

[Onrai]

Vanessa felt a familiar presence behind her - the presence of the mercenary she had been responsible for reshaping. She watched as the woman came forward and gave her a smile - it was good to have an associate around during the trying times of getting the Void Irregular Fleet updated to modern status. “Ah, Natassia.” She gave a slight motion of the head to acknowledge her presence. “Good to see a familiar face. I trust you came to see if I wanted company while the fleet was refitted?” She inquired.

She had thoughts the woman wanted more than company, but she would keep that to herself for now.

[member="Natassia Traxen"]

 

[NT-6922]

"Company? Yes, that is one of the many things I can offer you."
She smiled at that, approaching the other woman with a confident expression. The very way she moved was graceful, her assets showed with flirtatious intent, and yet not overly sexualized like some do. Contrarily to her behavior with her Seiarenei sisters, the woman showed a certain restraint around her Creator - after all, she deserved her respect, and so she willingly ave it to her.
"I wonder how you do it", she voiced nonchalantly as she waved her hand around them. "Being always this busy."

[member="Vanessa Vantai"]

 

[Onrai]

“I promised Kaine - the Emperor - that when I came back I would do whatever I could to help the Sith. These weapons - these beam cannons - are key to that effort. The Void Irregular Fleet is the testing ground for the new technology I intend on putting into practice in the Empire.” She responded. “I appreciate your advances, and your... interest in me, but unfortunately not as easily aroused to interest in such things as I once was. I’m more interested in the destruction of enemy ships, honestly.”

She smiled. “This ship has been with me for a long time..

[member="Natassia Traxen"]

 

[NT-6922]

"Right. And I bet a promise to the Emperor is important stuff".
The siren sighed at Vanessa's response, but simply nodded and walked around, her gracious form moving with fluidity. "I imagine I understand", she spoke in a nonchalant tone. "There was a time when all I cared about was the next deployment, and when I'd get a more effective weapon."
Turning back to face the Sith Lord, she smiled lightly, her eyes fixated on the blonde's.
"I wanted to be in the Imperial Navy when I enlisted, a long time ago. But the time before deployment was way too long, and so I became a stormtrooper. Never got rid of the itch to have a ship to my command, but I wouldn't be good at it. After all, I've never done it."
Distant memories resurfaced: dreams of leading her own small fleet in the fringes of the known galaxy...

[member="Vanessa Vantai"]

 

[Onrai]

“Given some of the things he’s done in the past. I would very much say so.” She responded. “And why would I want to displease him?” She said before looking at the woman’s gaze.

“You know, your lusts are bare on your sleeve. I appreciate that.” She said. “I’m no stranger to romantic entanglement, or even passion-filled sating of deeply held desire, but so overt are you... would you be able to focus if I gave you a command in the heat of battle?” She thought for a bit before choosing to proceed onwards.

“I can provide you a ship. These Massassi corvettes are not the only ones to be refitted. We’re planning on completely overhauling the line - and a prototype is ready for deployment. She said as deck panels were replaced and computer consoles were swapped out aboard the bridge.

[member="Natassia Traxen"]

 

[NT-6922]

"Considering the reputation Siths in general have, I'd hate to find out what the Emperor's capable of doing", she spoke quite honestly as she arranged her hair. "I served under a Sith, a long time ago... but it was ages past. Irrelevant." She banished the memories with a movement of her hand, focusing back on the Sith Lord, her smile slowly widening.
"I only appear innocent to my prey, or people I have no particular business with. You, on the other hand... you made me. And so, I see no shame in showing you what I really am. That, and Seiarenei society is slowly adjusting me..."
Grinning as she finished speaking, she raised an eyebrow at the blonde's offer. Licking her lips, she shook her head lightly and gave yet another of her musical, cristalline laughs.
"Oh, my Creator, an order from you, I would not be able to ignore", she teased as she presented herself to her with a grin.

[member="Vanessa Vantai"]

 

[Onrai]

"How convenient that I am a far more... associating master." She said, smiling at Natassia. "With me... you are my servant. Perhaps even one of my companions. But with me you are no predator. Be glad that I do not find you to be prey." She looked the woman over. "I only reforged you. You were already made. Speaking of Seiarenei - what even is their culture? I know nothing of them other than their genetics."

She thought for a moment. "Do you need a hug?"

That was the least she could ask in the Spartan environment of this stripped out ship.

[member="Natassia Traxen"]