Ishara already had the engines activated and once Jelan closed the hatch behind her, she simply said "Done." Ishara knodded at Jelan and began to take off. They cleared the hangar doors and Ishara steered towards the atmosphere. The hyperdrive activated and they were away from Ryloth.

Ishara signalled Cierra with the normal one word message of "Complete." She then looked back at Jelan.

"You look like you enjoyed yourself Jel." Ishara said with a smirk on her face. Jelan obviously did as she was already smiling. "I would have thought you would have remained his slave. Afterall, he was such an attractive man!" Ishara and Jelan both laughed.

"This was a quick job and being that you did most of the work yourself, you'll get the full payout instead of the regular share. You're good Jel, and you deserve the bonus." Ishara meant what she said. Jelan had become a great asset to the operation.

Ishara then looked back to the console and added what Jelan had been waiting to hear. "You're done dancing."

Hearing those words was all that she needed to hear to be considered optimistic for the rest of her life, but sure enough, she would turn hypocritical, and at times in her like she would sadden, no doubt about it. But never again would she had to dance for anyone, and the smile across her face was true to the heart—she was finally free, and never again would she find herself caged in such a spot.

“Thank you. I don’t think you know how much it means to hear that,” she said and nodded her head as she sat back, cleaning the dagger that was in her hands. “I did enjoy myself…It’s like getting revenge for those too cowardly to act up and do things such as this themselves, you know?” she asked and looked over at smiled slightly before sheathing her dagger. Then, she rose and walked towards the back of the ship, changing from her dancing outfit into her normal attire, the pistol at her side and the dagger in its sheath.

“So I’ll now be working full time, eh?” she asked and rose her eyebrows, a grin on her face. She liked this job, and a lot at that. Not for all the credits in the world would she change her occupation. The danger that it held within simply made it all the better.