"Krif, I know you'll pass." Zenya says to me with a smile on her face.
"I'm glad someone has confidence in me that I seem to lack." I reply to her with a small smile on my face.
"Come on I'll show you around the XS, before taking you to your home for the duration of your stay with us." Zenya says without her business-like tone.
"Lead the way." I reply to Zenya with some mock and playful poshness.
'Baby I love watching the way you walk.' I say in my head as I walk behind Zenya greatly enjoying the way she saunters as she walks in front of me as she "guides" me to the XS Stock Light, her tight body glove hugging the flare of her hips and the gentle curve of her ass.
"And here she is!" Zenya says with some fondness in her voice towards the ancient ship as she waves her hand with a flourish…and I peel my eyes away from her pert, tight little ass to look at the ship…and am left speechless.
Looking up at the old ship that's discolored by rust with panels of armor hanging off of it at off angles and a large black puddle of oil on the ground underneath it.
'I'm starting to reconsider my decision of picking this over the much newer G9 Rigger…' I say in my mind as Zenya turns around to look at me, a frown of worry crossing her face as she reaches back and grabs my hand.
"Don't judge Betty by her external facade." Zenya chastises me lightly as she drags me along behind her up the lowered ramp into the cargo bay of the ship.
"Holy Shit!" I curse once we reach the inside of the ship as I feel practically blown away by how immaculately kept up the interior of the ships is even if it's just the cargo bay so far because the metal is clean polished to a near sparkle as if the ship was fresh off of the production line.
Zenya laughs softly at my expression practically glowing in mirth.
"Grandpa, picked this up from a smuggler that did her best to keep the inner workings in good shape, and has put a lot of money into restoring and improving this old girl into a better than new condition…while keeping the worn down look on the outside as a natural sort of camouflage and deterrent." Zenya explains to me as we start our tour of the ship in earnest, her hand fondly running along the closest wall at all times.
"Well…it's definitely effective…looking camouflage…someone that only looks at the outside would be led to believe that this ol'girl is a rust bucket…one steady wind away from turning into a big pile of useless scrap metal." I admit to Zenya as I gently pat the wall of the ship I insulted while muttering a soft sorry I doubted you girl, to said ship.
"You know, if you didn't show up I would have gotten this ship as my twenty first birthday present." Zenya says more to herself than to me, her voice coming out somewhere between teasing and sad.
"I can…alwa-" I start to say but am immediately cut off by Zenya shaking her head, with a measured expression on her face as her long curly brown hair comes free of its scrunchie, and a warm smile spreads across her lips.
"Mmmtttmmm, I may be sad to see her go but I'm happy that she'll be going to someone who will love, appreciate and care for her…plus I'd never really get to fly her, as I have to be here to run the business." Zenya hums in denial cuts me off from saying I'd get a different ship, with her warm smile still in place on her face.
"Say, how come you…want to become a bounty hunter?" Zendaya asks me in a curious and teasing tone of voice.
"It is the way." I joke softly and enjoy the way Zenya's face turns into an amused one as her lips make an O, before she starts to giggle.
"Oh you're lucky you're handsome." Zenya says absently and once she realized what she just said to me her skin flushes a slightly darker shade of brown from embarrassment.
"Thanks, believe it or not you're the first cute girl I've met on this planet who thinks so." I reply to Zenya who smiles back at me while fluttering her eyelids and managing to roll her eyes at the same time.
"Bantha fodder, you nerf herder, there's no way I'm the only person that has told you that you're handsome!" Zenya curses at me with a very small amount of heat in her voice, as she turns an even darker shade of brown in her face.
"It's true, sweetheart…I swear." I reply to Zenya with a sad smile tugging at the corners of my lips.
Zenya laughs softly while shaking her head slightly, before turning around and continuing to give me the tour of the ship, her hips swaying back and forth hypnotically.
'Damn bro calm down on the thirstiness.' I mentally chastise myself as I thickly swallow the saliva in my mouth and thinly wrench my eyes off of her tight little ass, just in time to see Zenya press, a button that opens the door to a second cargo area, we continue to walk through the cargo hold and come to a wider cargo area that has another door that doubles as an airlock.
'It's cool how the doors whoosh open like that…but damn it'd be a good way to decapitate someone…' I express internally my thoughts turning a bit morbid.