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Liberator
Damian walked through the courtyard, finding Barriss and meeting her with a kiss. She grinned after she pulled back.
"Keep doing that and I might decide there are more important things than this plan," Barriss said.
"We'll have to celebrate once we get out," Damian said. "Any ideas?"
"I've got a couple," Barriss smirked. "Ready?"
"Ready," Damian nodded.
Barriss nodded and closed her eyes, then, a dozen troopers, including two of the eight spec ops guys, suddenly pitched forward, falling into the courtyard, a couple breaking their necks when they landed. The effect was instant. Prisoners didn't even waste time being surprised. They swarmed the troopers, grabbing their blasters and shooting the ones who fell before opening fire on the rest. In the chaos, another spec ops guy was shot immediately before the other four reached the railing and began to pick off prisoners. Barriss yanked all five in and they were quickly shot.
Damian grabbed a blaster and a remote, blasting a trooper aiming at Barriss from behind, then pressing the release button. Prisoners began to rain down around them, a few missing the courtyard and falling to their deaths but most landing either in the courtyard or on top of the clone troopers. Within moments, the room was clear and the prisoners began to help others up. Once up top, Damian found the Trandoshan waiting for him.
"That went better than expected," Damian smirked, looking around at the two dozen odd prisoners around them. "Alright, now to get out of here."
He turned to the walkway where prisoners were loaded onto ray shield generators just as clone troopers began to swarm onto it, shooting the prisoners and dropping them rapidly, though losing their own forces just as quickly. Damian pressed another button and the generators rearranged themselves into a walkway, the prisoners charging up it, meeting a wall of blaster fire, but continuing. Damian, Barriss, and the Trandoshan charged in the middle and when the last of the prisoners in front of them fell away a foot from the clone troopers, the Trandoshan charged, crashing through the clones, knocking them off right and left. He picked one up, hurling him backward into more and knocking them all off before Barriss and Damian opened fire on the few that were retreating, killing them. They looked back at the eight prisoners behind them and grinned.
"Alright," Damian said. "To the armory!"
They all sprinted forward, reaching the armory where Damian used a key card he had taken from one of the reinforcing clone troopers to open the door. He and Barriss stepped inside, passing larger and more powerful rifles, as well as rocket launchers, out through the door to replace the low-powered blaster rifles they had stolen from the guards.
"You're pretty good at organizing escapes," the Trandoshan said.
"I've had plenty of practice," Damian smiled. "Now, get up front and show them why Trandoshans are terrifying to piss off."
The Trandoshan nodded, pushing past the other prisoners and taking a rocket launcher just as more clones arrived, only to die in a fiery explosion. The next group were more careful, staying further back and using cover rather than charging blindly around a corner. Damian smirked as the prisoners' progress was halted by the clones tactics and numbers, and returned to the armory with Barriss Offee.
"We're clear," Damian said.
"Doesn't sound like it," Barriss said. "And what about the laser doors?"
"Relax," Damian grinned holding up a key card. "We're set."
He grabbed a metal rod off the wall, extending it, purple electricity sparking across the ends, making him grin. He retracted it, slinging it across his back, then picked up a small metal cylinder and grinned, tossing it to Barriss. Barriss caught it, extending a blue lightsaber blade and grinned.
"Oh you shouldn't have," Barriss grinned. "I'm going to have to reward you for this one."
"You can do that after we get out," Damian grinned, picking up a droid popper grenade. Now. Shall we get this party started?"
Barriss nodded, grinning, and Damian tossed it into the group of prisoner before turning to an air duct and yanking the grate off. He and Barriss climbed into it as the droid popper went off, short circuiting the Prisoner's weapons. They quickly and quietly scrambled through the air duct, a loud humming growing in volume as they did until it was deafening. After another couple of minutes, Damian stopped, looking through a grate and grinning, kicking it out and dropping, turning to the vent and taking Barriss's waist, lifting her out. Barriss looked around, seeing they were just inside of the last laser gate and the guards were mowing down the last of the prisoners with a minigun. The Trandoshan was off to the side, attacking a group of them but before he could do anything, a clone put a pistol to his head and dropped him, firing a half dozen more times into him for good measure. Damian swiped the card and the gate beeped loudly and unlocked and the guards spun toward them, charging.
"Here they come," Barriss said.
"Relax," Damian said, tossing the key card into the other laser screen, destroying it. "They're not going anywhere."
They stepped through and Damian closed the laser screen, trapping the guards before saluting. Then, he and Barriss turned and printed away from the prison, heading into the back alleys of Coruscant. After a bit, they slowed to a stop as several lowlife thugs stepped out around them. Damian extended his staff and grinned.
"Gentlemen, we'll be needing to borrow your clothes," Damian said. "Cooperate, and you'll live."
The thugs chuckled until Barriss extended her lightsaber. Then, two stripped off their pants, two their shirts, one gave his chest plate, two their helmets, and two their shoes. Barriss and Damian thanked them, collecting the clothes and walking away from them, finding another alleyway before stripping and getting dressed in their new outfits, Damian taking the chest plate and a helmet shaped more or less like a brown box with a grey metal strip across the eyes and Barriss wearing one like the Mandalorians that had captured Damian wore, except black and without the spikes.
"Now then," Damian said. "One more stop and we can go find a ship."
Barriss nodded and Damian led her back to his employer's nightclub, walking through the door and striding to the back table, sitting down across from his employer and pulling his helmet off, setting it on the table and smirking at the clone in the red scarf beside his employer.
"Well I'll be," the clone said. "You're early. Guess you're free to go."
Damian nodded, reaching for his property only for his employer to grab him by the hand and hurl him to the side. Damian flipped, landing on his feet and drawing his staff, extending it. Ghinvul extended the blades of the lightsaber and charged. Just as he slashed, however, Damian ducked under it, slamming his staff into Ghinvul's gut then the underside of his jaw, flipping him onto his back. Damian put his staff away, picking up the lightsaber and extending one blade.
"Told you I'd take your head," Damian smirked before decapitating him.
"Well done," Barriss said, pulling her helmet off. "Where'd you get the lightsaber?"
"Family heirloom," Damian said. "Now, let's see about that ship, shall we?"
"Not so fast," the clone spoke up, drawing a blaster pistol and aiming at Barriss.
"We had a deal."
"The deal was for you," the clone said. "Not her."
"I see," Damian said. "If I were you, I'd stop aiming at her."
"Why, you gonna kill me?"
"Not me," Damian said.
Then, Barriss extended her own lightsaber blade, removing the clone's arm then head. Damian picked up his blaster pistol and put his helmet back on, walking out of the nightclub with Barriss, who put her own helmet back on as they walked. They headed to the space port, seeing Cad Bane loading crates of weapons onto a shuttle. Then, once they were on, he walked away from the shuttle to check the manifest.
"Oh, come on Bane. You know better than that."
Damian and Barriss quickly ran onto the ship, finding only one of Bane's employer's men guarding the ship and Damian blasted him, closing the ramp and throwing the man out at the last second. Then, Damian sat in the pilot's seat, starting the shuttle and lifting off.
"Kid, I'm going to kill you," Bane's voice spoke.
"That worked so well before," Damian snorted. "Thanks for the shuttle Bane. I'll make sure the weapons are never delivered for you."
Then, he shoved the throttle forward, shooting forward and up into orbit leaving Coruscant behind. He stared thoughtfully into the void for a while before setting the autopilot to a random system in the Outer Rim.
"So, where're we heading?" Barriss asked.
"We're going to go find a nice secluded planet where you're going to train me to use the force," Damian said. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm in desperate need of a shower."
Barriss grinned and nodded and Damian left the cockpit, heading to the bathroom and turning the shower on. While it warmed up, he took his dirty, stolen clothes off and stepped in, letting the warm water wash over him. As he did, pressure began to build up in his head. He groaned, putting a hand to his forehead just as an image of fire flashed into his head. He blinked, before closing his eyes. Fire. Explosions. He could hear screaming as he saw silhouettes running. Then, he saw Ahsoka, lying on the ground with a blaster wound through her heart. The last image he saw was of a planet covered in green in some spots, cities in another, and a desert for a quarter of it.
"Thabeska," Damian breathed.
He had been there once before. It was an outer rim planet ruled by the the Fardi clan. And it was a place where he was very unwelcome. But, he had a very strong sense that that was exactly where he would be going next.
Just then, the door hissed open and he grinned. He had almost forgotten about the celebration. He looked to the silhouette he could see through the curtain and grinned when he saw she was naked.
"You know, it's probably not a wise idea to leave your electricity staff unguarded with a murderer on the ship when you're taking a shower," Barriss said.
"Is that right?" Damian asked, pushing the curtain aside and surveying her body. "Lucky for me, I know I'm safe."
"And why's that?" Barriss asked.
Damian smirked and stepped forward, grabbing her hand and yanking her into the shower, shoving her back against the wall and pinning her hands over her head, pressing his leg between hers, feeling how wet she was, despite the fact that she hadn't actually passed through the shower stream. Barriss moaned at the contact, shifting her hips and grinning.
"Because someone still owes me a reward for helping her escape," Damian said.
Barriss's grin grew before he kissed her, their tongues dueling instantly. Damian's left hand switched to pinning both of Barriss's as his right began to roughly squeeze and play with her breast. Barriss moaned loudly, grinding against his thigh. After several minutes of this, he released her hands, grabbing her ass and lifting her, positioning himself at her entrance and pushing in. Barriss arched her back, moaning and wrapping her arms around his shoulders to hold herself up. Damian paused for several seconds to allow her to adjust, one hand rubbing her clit quickly while the other massaged her ass, his lips and tongue busying themselves on her neck.
Finally, Barriss began to rock her hips and Damian began to move, pulling out then slamming back in roughly. Barriss gasped as he started before humming in pleasure and beginning to move as well, lifting herself up and slamming back down in time with his thrusts. His fingers never left her clit as he rammed into her. After a few minutes of this, Damian pulled out, dropping Barriss onto her feet then pulling her as he stepped backward, getting her into the shower spray.
"Not stopping yet are you?" Barriss grinned.
"Not even close," Damian grinned before turning her and bending her forward.
She grinned back at him, spreading her legs and bracing herself against the wall as he rammed into her again. She slammed back against him as he fucked her, one hand reaching around under her to once again toy with her clit while the other was on her hips, pulling her into him with each thrust. As they continued, Barriss's moans grew steadily in volume. Then, she threw her head back, screaming as her insides began to spasm on Damian's member. Damian continued to slam into her as she came until she stepped forward, forcing him to pull out. Before he could speak, she spun, pulling his feet out from under him with the Force, then catching him and lowering him to the ground before mounting him and beginning to bounce, shouting in pleasure with each thrust. Damian's right thumb once again returned to her clit, Barriss growling in annoyance as it did before bending down and kissing him, his left hand squeezing her breast and nipple. They continued like this for several more minutes before Barriss sat up, voice failing her and eyes widening as she sped toward another orgasm.
"Where do you want it?" Damian managed to grunt out, holding his own back.
Barriss couldn't respond but looked down at him, acknowledging that she had heard him. She continued to ride him before gasping harshly, her body spasming as her juices squirted out around him, her insides milking him. He continued to thrust into her and toy with her clit for a couple more seconds before ramming himself as deep as he could, his seed erupting into her, Barriss jerking and bucking in pleasure with each shot. Finally, their orgasms subsided and Barriss lifted herself off of his softening member sitting against the wall and panting.
"I'll have to bust you out of jail again some time," Damian said after a moment before standing and rinsing the sweat and their combined juices off of his body. "Enjoy the shower."
Barriss groaned and he stepped out, grabbing a towel and drying off then walking to the one bedroom on the shuttle and searching it. After a couple of minutes, he found a clean set of clothes and pulled them on as Barriss stepped into the room, finishing drying her hair and looking around.
"Anything for me to wear?" Barriss asked.
"You're not going to be wearing anything," Damian snorted. "I have a feeling it'll just come off by the end of today anyway."
"Be that as it may, when we get wherever were going, I'll need clothes," Barriss said.
"You could check the closet over there," Damian said.
Barriss walked over to it and opened it, finding a selection of dresses, a tuxedo, and a pair of tight black pants, a grey shirt, and a grey robe.
"What kind of ship did we steal?" Barriss asked, holding up the tuxedo.
"Not a clue," Damian said. "I gotta go check our progress. See you in a bit."
Barriss nodded, getting the pants and shirt out and starting to get dressed while Damian went to the cockpit inputting controls for Thabeska.
"Well, let's see what we can see," Damian said, sitting down and folding his hands behind his head. "I sure hope the Fardi aren't still angry about that armory incident."
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