Minabi has been somewhat absent from the club lately, only wandering in to head to their room, grab a drink and some food, then heading right back out. Sia wanted their target to be her mistress, and Minabi seemed quite dedicated to setting things up for that. Today, not for the first time, her scantily clad purple ass is sticking up out of the top of her Star Saber, wobbling a bit, as she tries to fix the comfortable second seat into place for her beloved. It was complicated, rewiring the wicked ship so that it supported a co-pilot, but it allowed for so much more, particularly in terms of shooting. The sacrifice being that the middle had to be made a 'little' bulkier so they could still hold some cargo... most importantly, food.
Sia has been busy as well. Getting in touch with old contacts, calling in favors, arranging for possible allies and support, that all took her a bit and most importantly, it basically cost her all the network of carefully placed informants and contacts she had built as a Sith. But she knew that it was necessary and she knew that a new beginning, free of her Mistress, would be the best for both of them. Now though, she had a bit of free time and, not finding Minabi in the Broken Wing, she headed to the only other place she figured the beautiful Togruta to be, her ship. So, Sia walked through the station towards the hangar where the Star Saber was docked, entering the docking area and immediately spying said scantily clad rump. A light grin as she approached, very very quietly, even though she knew Minabi could feel her. Still, she aimed to pinch that lovely, jiggling ass playfully as a greeting.
Minabi of course, as usual, wasn't wearing much. A simple pair of dark purple boy shorts almost dark enough to be black, the usual Lightsaber hilt and blasters hanging from a belt around her waist... with her rump up in the air in the middle of her hangar, Minabi 'looked' like she was asking to get jumped by thugs. But no thugs knew their access codes to get into this portion of the hangar. The pinch to Minabi's rump causes a slight 'thunk' noise within the cockpit, followed immediately by an 'ow!' and Minabi tensing. Sense her, sure, but that didn't stop the engineering bounty hunter from being a bit wrapped up in her tinkering. She stands, carefully this time, one hand rubbing at the back of her head and montrals lightly as she winces.
Minabi is wearing a curious new weapon on her back, too. Long, looking like a steel grey heavily modded grenade launcher with four curious 'claws' sticking equidistant from one another out of the tip of the weapon, the weird weapon catches the light fairly easily. Edged in black rubber along the top and around the handle, as well as the back of the weapon's claws, it sports a black 'dorsal fin' along the top that looks like a second handle, as well.
Sia grins, mischievously as she peers to Minabi and tilts her head a bit to the side. "Sorry my love, but you can't expect me to pass up your lovely ass if you stick it in my face like that!" she winks, lightly, amusedly. She is wearing her usual collection of clothes, albeit without cloak, so her crimson hair spills freely over her shoulders and down to her own, rather curvy and bouncy rear. "What are you up to, working on your ship day in and day out?" she would add, smiling up to her beloved sister playfully.
Minabi pouts as she turns to face Sia, one hand resting on her scantily clad hip, the hangar's lights playing off of her flesh and revealing the Togruta to be more than a little dirty. Perhaps she didn't wear many clothes so it was easy to clean off some of the grime she found herself in after a good day or three of tinkering? ...Nah, Minabi just liked people looking at her curves. Idly rubbing at one of her lekku, still wincing a bit from that bump on the head, Minabi slips down off the Star Saber, not bothering with the small ladder and scurrying down the side. "I'm making a co-pilot seat. It's... just more complicated than I thought it would be. Going to have to change its' name to Star Squid at this rate, too, the middle makes me think of those." Minabi wipes some sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, stares at it, then grimaces, moving past Sia in a bit of a hurry to fetch a cloth by the wall to wipe at some of the mess.
Sia grins slightly and moves after Minabi and she moves quickly to slink her arms around Minabi's waist and place a tender kiss on the place where Minabi had bumped her head, or at least, where she had rubbed lightly earlier. She had to maneuver a bit to avoid the weird new weapon and as she let go again, slipping to Minabi's side, she peered at the contraption and tilted her head. "I see you have gotten yourself a new type of weapon? Always looking for ingenious new ways to kill people, that's one of the many things I love about you." she giggled lightly, amusedly, letting her sulfur gaze drift back to Minabis eyes.
Minabi nods. "I wanted to try something new. It costs waaaay too much to make a lot of, though." Minabi blushes, rubbing oil from her breasts as Sia kisses her on that sore spot, and honestly, it feels a little better now. The slinky, curvy Togruta turns to face Sia, grinning a bit. "It's sort of a lightning grenade launcher. I used repulsors in the claw, you load ammo in the chamber behind the fin, it's propelled to the center of the claws which create an unstable field that highly agitates the ammo, which can be anything from water to plasma... anyway, it agitates a heavy charge before using the repulsors to launch the globe."
Minabi shakes her head. "It's a 'fun' weapon. But it's not as stable as I'd like yet. Sometimes it's like launching force lightning with a plasma globe... other times the electricity dies out early, and I'm not sure why, which makes for duds. Think it has to do with the composition of the air."
Sia grins lightly, amusedly. Yes, that was the Minabi she knew and loved, tinkering, testing, trying to find new ways to kill opponents, to make her job go smoother. She was smiling, happily as she nodded to Minabi's explanations, then raised a brow. "Ah, I do hope you will not rely on it in combat for a while then, ne? Can't have you aim for a killing shot and the damned thing not going off." A light laugh and a soft, gentle poke to Minabi's side, good-natured. They were alone here, so Sia was much more open, much more "touchy-feely" than she would be outside. Here, she can be carefree, for the time being.
Minabi shakes her head. "Well, the fuel for it can be lethal itself. The claws are designed so they can crack thin bubbles, so you can load plasma, acid... all kinds of things in there." A glance around the hanger would reveal a few scorch marks along the walls and floor that 'probably' are from Minabi's screwing around with this thing. "And I'd rather not use anything solid, anyway. I want this to kill Jedi."
