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Jul 18, 2019 12:36 AM
The Originals raid a Sith base
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"You can barely stand."

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"Standing rather cuts down on the number of enjoyable things we could be doing."

(Floating just under the surface, there is a distinct sense that she doesn't actually want this, she just thinks she has to, to earn her rest, to earn a bed.)

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"I rather prefer my partner to be actually willing and capable of consent. And not about to fall over. None of which you are."

She steps back into the hallway.

"Get some sleep, nobody will bother you. The door locks from the inside."

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There's a brief flicker of confusion - she is willing, she is consenting. But-

"As you say, ma'am," she agrees, too tired to actually fight it.

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The door closes without another word from Neauth.

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She doesn't lock the door - it's a test, it has to be, and she knows better than to lock them out. She also doesn't take the bed, but curls up against the wall in a corner. She will try to sleep, because she is exhausted, and trusts her instinct and the Force enough to be able to rest at least some, either by dozing or meditating, until someone disturbs her.

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She has time.

Many, many hours later there is a soft buzzing at the door.

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She is immediately alert and watching the door warily.

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....it continues to buzz.

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She rises smoothly to her feet. She's not used to people not just bursting in, that doesn't mean she hasn't encountered it before. She palms the door open.

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A woman stands outside with her head bowed and in her hands is a tray of food.

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"...Can I help you?" she asks quietly, almost gently.

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"I brought you food," she says quietly and with her eyes still lowered.

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She stares, briefly. "What do I need to do?" she asks, voice quietly resigned.

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"Eat it?"

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And she looks, briefly, very lost. "I've done nothing to earn it," she states simply. "I said I would earn my way." And she'd meant it, one way or another.

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"Food doesn't need to be earned," she pauses briefly, "from my experience."

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...She isn't going to tell someone they're wrong. Everything was earned. She reaches slowly for the tray. "Thank you," she says instead.

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Head bowed again.

"Do you need anything else? Lord Neauth mentioned that you might want a change of clothes."

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...Well, the only clothes she has are the ones she's currently wearing. "If it pleases our Lords to provide."

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She looks up then, "May I come in then, ma'am?"

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There's a brief panicked moment at the form of address, and then she steps aside. "Saud is fine," she murmurs. "I'm hardly-" (Anything worth giving respect to).

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"I'm Aster, Vala's apprentice."

She walks inside and places the food on the table.

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Saud inclines her head. "A pleasure, ma'am."

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"If I can't call you ma'am, you can't call me ma'am either."

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