Note:This story isn't a harem. It is mostly a 'Catch and Release' arrangement. Commitment and long-term relationships are going to be the exception, not the rule.
My head felt like it was going to explode. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. My thoughts were buzzing around my skull in barely cohesive lines. It was all easy to explain. All of my symptoms came from the constant work I had been doing on the various data-pads scattered around me. There was also the possibility that it was due to the multiple cups of caf, the Star Wars equivalent of coffee, and actual coffee next to each of the scattered data-pads. I wasn't quite sure how long I had been working through the Vault-Tech database to integrate and improve it through the various other technology I could access.
Stark Tech, Cyberdyne, and Vault-Tech each had their own version of energy production and environmental interventions. The GECK was actually the easiest project. Stark had done a lot of work with humanitarian aid while Cyberdyne focused primarily on how to ruin crops, soil, and edible options. Oddly enough, the destructive techniques could be reversed for the betterment of the living.
In summary, I hadn't slept in nearly two Galactic Standard days, and my output was starting to suffer. At some point I had started cradling the Deathclaw egg. We were having a serious conversation about the benefits of using a stabilized T-800 battery to power a new version of combat droid when Carrie set another cup of coffee in front of me.
"Sure, the Arc Reactor has more power, but the droids are meant to be expendable at a certain point," I explained to Florentine. "All it takes is one semi-intact droid for other to reverse engineer the tech. This place isn't held back by available technology." I paused. "Thank you."
"No problem, Captain," Carrie patted the top of my helmet.
Working with it on was a bonus. I could use my UI to keep notes and overlay holographic mock-ups over my workbench, but it did not make it easy to eat or drink. It led me to taking it off to have a cup before getting back to work.
I took a sip, then paused, "Is this cocoa?"
"Yes," Carrie nodded. "The kitchen in the mansion is stocked with items from your home world."
I smiled at her, "Thank you, that was sweet." I blinked as my vision blurred. "Did you drug me?"
"Yes," Carrie nodded. "I'll carry you and Florentine to your room."
My vision wobbled, "We will talk about this when I wake up."
+100 FPMore Coffee than Blood+100 FPWho Needs Sleep?[Roll – Bank – Shop]
I glared at the text that hovered in the air before me. My vision was blurry from whatever Carrie had slipped into my drink. It didn't impact the text.
ROLL.
[COST: 200 FP][TALENT: Displace][Relocate by swapping positions][Purchase – Dismiss]
That was pretty cool.
PURCHASE.
[Roll – Shop][Balance: 550 Forge Points]
My head dropped forward before I could make another choice.
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I woke up cradling Florentine. They had yet to hatch. I had no idea if that was normal or not. Deathclaws weren't exactly in my area of expertise in the Fallout Universe. Now that I thought about it, there wasn't much I knew about the IP beyond the plot of the games. I played a lot of the series, only really skipping 76. That was mostly due to my internet connection being absolute crap at the time. There was a mission in Fallout 4 where the player rescues and returns a Deathclaw egg that had been stolen. I couldn't say how much time had passed with that quest, especially since I constantly got distracted by shiny things.
"Good morning," I gave the egg a kiss before getting out of bed.
True to her word Carrie had somehow managed to get me out of the workshop and into my quarters. It was not a short trip. My thoughts went to Ahsoka and Asajj once I was fully awake. Carrie didn't mention anything about a duel to the death.
I placed Florentine in a sling across my chest before leaving my quarters. There was a sign stuck to my door that stated Do Not Disturb Unless Someone is Dying. Maybe I shouldn't be too hard on Carrie. Coffee was a wonderful drug, caf as well to a lesser degree. I must have made it extra strong considering how long I had been awake.
"Did you have a good rest, Captain?" The chipper voice of Carrie came from a nearby speaker.
I glared at the source of her voice, "You drugged me."
"It was for your own good," Carrie didn't sound the least bit guilty. "I had to take a detour to the medical bay due to extensive dehydration."
I idly swayed back and forth as though I was rocking Florentine to sleep, "How long was I asleep?"
"One Galactic Standard day," She replied.
"Damn," I muttered. "Fine, you're forgiven. Have they killed each other yet?"
"No," Carrie replied. "I have distracted them by having them train against the classic droids and running them through physical exercises."
"Good idea," I said. "Where are they now?"
"The mess hall," Carrie replied. "It is breakfast time."
I shook my head. Damn, I was definitely much more tired than I had expected.
The sound of my footsteps echoed through the empty halls. It was rather unnerving to be in such a large ship with only three people. The droids were fine but only came out to do their job before returning to stand-by for the future. It had plenty of room to make it something like a mobile colony. There was plenty of space to use it to raise the next generation of Ryett. That would take the ship out of rotation during the coming war and I couldn't do that.
I needed to get things settled for the coming war. The changes made to the timeline would probably postpone it by a few years, but I wasn't naive enough to think I had prevented it entirely. Dealing with the Duchess on Mandalore was annoying. I needed to build up my forces and stabilize the power structure, not trying to negotiate somewhere to settle. It would be so much easier if I could just set up on the planet without worrying about a fight.
Wait.
The new regime was built on pacifism. Even the royal guard I encountered were armed with stun weaponry. What was stopping me from simply starting my own city? It wasn't like they could kick me out. They also wouldn't be likely to ask the Republic for help.
New plan: Step 1- Gather a bunch of ships and prefab buildings. They would be temporary until we could build a proper settlement.Step 2- Establish a self-sufficient city and be friendly to the neighbors. The GECK would help with that.Step 3- Slowly recruit the Mandalorians that are interested while respecting the others. There had to be people that weren't happy with the changes.
I came to a complete stop. My new tech could easily supply the majority of everything required. The upgraded GECK would be perfect to convert a few reluctant locals. Tatooine would be the experiment. I didn't want to accidentally create a wasteland on the planet I wanted to rule.
"Nice," I muttered to myself.
"Captain," Carrie came to a stop beside me. "You're talking to yourself."
I shrugged, "I never claimed to be sane."
"That isn't worrisome," Carrie smiled at me.
"I need to take a trip to Tatooine once I have an upgraded GECK ready," I said. "Using the Warehouse would be for the best. Asajj wouldn't take it well if we changed course."
Carrie nodded, "I'll check your work before it goes into production."
"Good idea," I replied. "It doesn't have as large of an area as the original to focus on improving the quality."
"Noted," Carrie replied.
We reached the Mess Hall in time to see Ahsoka and Asajj finish their meal. They didn't seem to be as hostile to each other now. The two still glared at each other constantly, but there had shifted from trying to set the other on fire to a competitive edge. Their attention snapped to me as I entered.
"What's for breakfast?" I asked with a smile in my voice.
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, "I have no idea what a chicken is, but the eggs are amazing."
Asajj grudgingly nodded in agreement, "The bacon is good too."
"Glad you like them," I chuckled. "Where are you two off to?"
"Where did you get them?" Ahsoka asked. "I've been to quite a few planets. I don't think I've ever heard of a chicken, pig, or cow."
"They're native to the Reytt homeworld," I lied easily.
"And you just so happen to have a steady supply of them," Ahsoka gave me a questioning look.
"I'll tell you later," I replied. "Miss Ventress isn't privy to my secrets since she's hopping off at Coruscant."
Asajj stilled, "But I'm…"
She growled something under her breath as she stomped out of the Mess Hall. I looked at Ahsoka and tilted my head slightly in a silent question.
"I think she wants to stay," She answered.
"You're stuck with me," I said as I took a seat and removed my helmet. "She has a choice."
"Pretty sure she chose to stay," Ahsoka took a seat across from me. "These are from that pocket dimension thing you showed me aren't they?"
I nodded, "Yes. I'm going to check in on Tatooine in a day or two. It depends on how long it takes to manufacture."
"Are you going to talk to her?" Ahsoka asked. "She's settled in nicely." She let out a single, dry laugh. "I never thought I would consider Asajj as a crewmate."
"You're already picking up Foundlings," I smiled at her. "I'll make a Mandalorian out of you yet."
She let out a dramatic sigh, "I'm not a Mandalorian."
"You just picked up a Foundling," I counted off the points. "You already speak the language, and you work with me. I count that as answering the call of Mand'alor. Slap some armor on you and you are golden." I paused. "We'll need to grab your brothers soon."
Ahsoka perked up at that, "Do you mean it?"
"Yes," I nodded. "The clones were raised with Mandalorian culture in mind." I sighed. "I might not be able to rescue all of them though. That is a lot of people."
Ahsoka hugged him before rushing out of the Mess Hall. I smiled as I watched her go then went about eating my breakfast.
"Captain," Carrie stood slightly behind me and to the side. "Asajj has requested your presence in her quarters."
I furrowed my brow then shrugged, "Tell her I'm not finished with my meal, but I will be there shortly."
Carrie nodded, "I reviewed the upgraded specs on the GECK. It appears to be sound. I'm constructing a prototype that will be complete in roughly twelve hours."
"Thank you, Carrie," I said. "I was worried that I lost the plot around the time that I finished off the second pot of coffee."
"You did start having a two-way conversation with Florentine," She added.
I finished my meal, purposely skipping having more coffee. Getting the shakes made me realize that I needed a little break.
"Could you take care of Florentine while I talk with Asajj?" I asked Carrie.
Carrie smiled as she took the egg from me and cradled it like a newborn, "I can scan the egg to discover the gender if you would like."
"Hm," I thought for a moment. "Sure. I've always been horrible about waiting for stuff."
Carrie held the egg up at arm's length. Her eyes flashed through a series of colors. I had half-expected that there would be actual lasers coming from her eyes.
"Congratulations," Carrie smiled brightly. "You're having a little girl."
I returned her smile with my own, "Do you think Florentine will fit? It's fine for an egg. Not sure about it once she hatches."
"A lady Deathclaw," Carrie said to herself. "Genetically engineered murder lizards. It's a shame Peaches is already taken."
I nodded then put on my helmet, "I'll go talk to Asajj. Keep thinking about it."
"Will do, Captain," Carrie replied cheerfully.
I made my way to Asajj's temporary quarters. We were still a few days out from reaching Coruscant and I didn't want to have to deal with a moody Ventress the entire time. I stopped at the door and knocked.
"Asajj," I called. "Carrie said you wanted to see me."
"It's open," Her voice sounded different.
It wasn't just from the door or my helmet. In fact, my helmet notified me that her pitch was higher than usual. I opened the door to find Asajj stretch out on her bed completely nude. She was definitely attractive as her body was tight and athletic. Her breasts weren't more than a handful, and she had a bush of silver-white hair between her legs. My appreciation for her form followed the curve of her body noting the numerous fresh scars.
"What are you doing?" I asked stepping into her room and allowing the door to shut behind me.
Asajj stood and crossed the room in an attempt to appear sexy. She rested her hands on my shoulders, playing with the rim of my helmet.
"Maybe I don't want to leave," Asajj pressed herself against me. "Maybe I want to stay to get to know you better."
I sighed, "You don't have to seduce me to stay."
"I don't?" The confusion on her face was clear.
I shook my head, "Just tell me you wanted to stay."
"But I'm naked," Asajj countered.
"You're a bit young for me," I replied. "And I prefer a partner that isn't trying to manipulate me."
"I'm twenty by Galactic Standard," Asajj snapped. "What if I just want to jump you?"
I opened my mouth to reply. Thankfully my helmet hid the confused expression on my face. It had been a while since I had gotten laid. There was an attractive naked woman pressed against me. Who was I trying to impress? Asajj leaned back as I released the seal on my helmet. I tilted her head up and pulled her into a gentle kiss. It was clear she was inexperienced.
My armor came off with practiced ease. I stole another kiss as she watched it come off piece by piece. We were both nude in a matter of moments. She hesitantly reached over and started to stroke my hardening cock.
Asajj paused. She stroked along my length, pausing to run the flat of her thumb along the width of my cock head. The lust filled expression on her face erased any further argument inside my head. Her eyes widened as I grew to my full length.
Impressive Specimen was coming in clutch. I easily lifted her to carry her over to her bed.
"Can I be on top?" She asked in a small voice.
I answered by turning slightly so I could lie flat on her bed. She stole a quick kiss in thanks then lifted herself up, guiding the head of my cock to her pussy. She slid the tip along her lips, letting me feel how wet she was. Our eyes locked as she pressed the tip inside. Asajj eased the head of my cock inside, slowly lowering herself. She moaned as I stretched her. Asajj lowered herself a little at a time before pulling back up. She repeated the process as she worked at pushing my member deeper. Finally, she found herself resting on my lap, my cock fully sheathed inside. Her eyes closed as she relished the wonderful feeling of my cock stretching her hungry pussy.
I pulled her into a deep kiss. Asajj moaned into my mouth; her arms wrapped around me hugged me tight. I slid my hands down her body to cup her ass and lifted her just a bit to get a better angle. Her lovely breasts lined up perfectly with my face. I leaned forward and took one of her nipples between my lips. I licked and sucked on one before moving to the other. Asajj groaned under my attention. A shiver ran through along her body as an orgasm surprised her.
Asajj cried out; her hands scrambled along my back as I hammered into her. The sudden onslaught of her pussy tightening nearly sent me over the edge. I started to lose myself to the pleasure, but I didn't want to finish too quickly. My grip shifted to her hips as I swapped to long, slow strokes to allow her to adjust. Asajj wrapped her legs around me. She tensed her muscles, urging me to move faster. I took the hint and snapped my hips forward with more power. I pulled back until just the head of my cock rested inside her then paused as our eyes locked. My hips snapped forward, slapping deep into her hot, tight depths
She let out a sudden scream as she hit her peak. I groaned as I felt her fluttering around my length. and slammed my hips forward one last time before I erupted deep inside of her. Asajj let out a cute little moan as my warm seed filled her. She went limp under me, her breathing already deep and slow. I smiled at her serene expression then slowly pulled out. She let out another little moan that tested my willpower.
+100 FPDry Spell Over+100 FP(S)Laying Ventress+100 FPAggressive Negotiations[Roll – Shop – Bank]
I glared at the text. Sure, it had been a while, but that was rude. There were more important things than fucking my way through the galaxy.
ROLL.
[COST: 400][CREW: Tactical Team][A full complement of twenty-seven elite commandos, or an equivalent appropriate to your species and faction. Unswervingly loyal, skilled and dedicated. They will be stasis in your Warehouse until summoned.]
Holy fuck, I could get that again?
PURCHASE.
[Select Species][Human – Twi'lek – Asari – Quarian – Turian – Krogan – Reytt]
Reytt.
[Balance: 400 Forge Points]
Now there were fifty-five of us. It wasn't groundbreaking, but it was progress. I would bring my people back from the brink of extinction with multiple Tactical Teams at a time if I had to. I rolled Asajj to rest beside me. Well, if fucking my way through the galaxy gave me more points then I just might have to make the sacrifice.