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All hands on deck	By : Asukalover88 Category: Star Wars (All) > FemSlash - Female/Female Views: 5476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-All hands on deck
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Erisi Dlarit marched at full speed down the dim lit hall onboard the flagship of Ysanne Isard; one of the only female commanders to hold one of the largest shards of the shattered Empire.

After turning her back on Rouge squadron, Erisi was placed in command of Ysanne’s star fighter Interceptor squadron “Death’s revenge” sending her on patrol, protecting bacta convoys and other mindless duties that her commander could think up was all but standard. She was becoming tired of taking these boring orders from her commanding executive.

“I want Rogue squadron...”

Her double-cross of the squadron had been complete, but she had failed to fully destroy the rebels pride and joy, and that made her sick to her stomach

“I was so close...”

Isard’s red-cloaked imperial bodyguards came into view as she rounded a sharp corner. The two crimson sentinels flanked their leader’s door in silent protection as the girl split between them, kicked in the door and stormed in. The room was dark as always expect the hazy red glow in the middle of the open area, highlighting nothing else but a dark figure sitting down.

"Ahhhh, Erisi, for what do I owe for this most uninvited entrance of yours?" Ordered Ysanne with razorblade intent as her dark face looked up from the red glow of the data-pad she'd been viewing.

"Nothing, I'm tired of this Banta work, I want a real assignment! I want Rouge squadron! My people are more than ready! Let me take care of Wedge and the others for you." Erisi demanded harshly as she marched up to Isard and started pounding on her jet-black desk. A lunatic’s leer worked its way across Ysanne's face as she put her hands on her desk and looked up with her murderous, mismatched eyes.

"No…." Isard's ice blue eyeball froze Erisi in her place as she slowly got to her feet. Clearing Erisi’s shoulder, her other eye, a hellfire red looked over to something off to the left and smirked. The blood red cloaks of her bodyguards filled the doorway in one step and waited as she stepping around her desk.

"We can talk about this." Ysanne said calmly, snatching Erisi's hair and slamming her face into her black desk.

"YOU SPOILED LITTLE BITCH!" Ysanne screamed insanely as she drew her blaster, even her own bodyguards flinched back at the sudden action, fearing for their own lives.

"I could kill you at anytime I want…, I could have people kill your whole family…, your father is nothing more than a puppet I fucking control now! The bacta cartel is MINE!" Ysanne yelled furiously as she pressed her blaster harder against Erisi's head.

"Ok Yanny, I think she's had enough." A maliciously sweet voice purred as it waved off the bodyguards and shut the doors behind them in one motion.

"Quiet smuggler, she will not talk to me like that ever." Ysanne growled as she looked up at a wildly red head, her face spattered with a deranged look. Mara Jade smiled as she walked to the other two women, licking her lips. Isard's fireball eye lit a smart grin up her face as she lifted her blaster.

"You got spunk little girl, but your ego is going to get you killed." Mara leaned over, grinning meanly in Erisi’s face as her eyes flirted with a strange intent. Erisi tried to struggle to her feet as Ysanne held her pinned down to desk.

"Damn you sith-spawn sluts!" Erisi yelled viciously as she somehow forced herself up and threw Ysanne off her back. Smirking, Ysanne lifted her fists and cracked her neck.

"I haven’t had a good fight in a while." Isard moaned hotly as she dropped lazily into her favorite combat stance.

"You don't want to fight us." Jade said cooingly as she waved her hand lightly at Erisi.

"I... don't want… NO, stop! Get out of my head!" Erisi screamed agonizingly as she felt Mara touch her mind and twist it. The red head woman laughed jeeringly at the star fighter pilot as she forced the hot-to-trot, black-haired girl to her knees, screaming.

"Mara, that's enough I don't want her dead yet." Isard grinned crudely as she stood over Erisi, twitching and groaning on the floor.

“Get up you little whore.” Ysanne yanked Erisi to her feet with her left hand as she pinned her hands to the small of her back with the other.

“I went through a lot of trouble acquiring your father and the smugglers, the last thing I need is a spoiled little shit like you running around, demanding things she hasn’t earned, you had your chance to get rid of the Rouge’s…” Ysanne reminded curtly as she whispered into Erisi’s ear. “…But you failed me.” Erisi’s body shook slightly, feeling Ysanne’s breath and words forced into her ear.

“Now, you have to work your way back up.” Ysanne smirked maliciously as she licked Erisi’s ear lobe and tongued it. Erisi trembled under her commander’s words and actions as she let out a small moan.

“There, don’t that feel better?” Isard murmured in her subordinate’s ear as she let go of Erisi’s hair and slide her hand around the girl’s body and gripped her chest through her tight flight-suit.

“That’s a good girl.” Ysanne moaned fervently as she squeezed harder until the comm-link on her desk kicked on.

“Commander, we have a problem in the F-sector, the “Black-dagger” and “Heller” are engaging now, your orders?” A smooth female voice reported right and square as it dropped silent and waited. Ysanne looked to her desk as her body twitched.

“I’m done with you, get lost on patrol or something.” Ysanne ordered harshly as she pulled and pushed the girl away and walked behind her desk.

“Y-yes ma’.” Erisi came to attention instantly and saluted.

“Send me the spec’s of all ships, and all fighter groups engaged in battle now.” Isard’s desk flared to life in glowing red with a hell of a battle ensuing light-years away. The dark woman looked up to see Erisi still at attention.

“You’re dismissed.” Ysanne’s tone cooled down as she turned her odd eyes back to her true passion. Erisi dropped her salute, turned for the door and walked out wordlessly.

“She is strong-willed but doesn’t know her limits… or her loyalties, I wonder if she even knows she’s...” Mara declared blindly as she walked up to Isard’s desk.

“Knows she’s what?” Ysanne asked generally as she skimped thought her battle reports streaming down above her desk.

“If nothing else a good love-slave.” Mara treaded lightly on as Isard huffed aloud.

“Love is trivial with other humans to me; the only true love in my life is…” A delighted smirk spiked the woman’s face as she pressed the comm-link button on her desk and yelled.

“War! Reroute the “Sinister” and “Crimson” for support, destroy the medic ships, and bomb the loading-decks… We will annihilate this rebel scum!”
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