Room 418, Thursday Evening

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara wasn't packing, not really if you asked her. She wasn't really the type to acquire a great many possessions, and she tended to keep anything she didn't want to lose already packed so she could grab them and her weapons without wasting time if there was need. So it should have been easy enough just to leave it at that.

But even without only gathering a minimum of things, she'd been here long enough to collect some, and it turned out there was a middle ground between things that could be easily left without a second thought, and things she needed to keep. Sure she could be ruthlessly pragmatic about what she took, but if she was going to do that... she'd probably have to start taking things out of the pack as well.

[Door and post open.]

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[wrongkindofsith]

Cara shrugged. "That's what I told him," she said, focusing on the warmth and weight of contact, rather than trying to decide if she was criticising or defending Richard. "But then he found out about the rift to the Underworld and he decided that finding the Stone of Tears to seal it before the Keeper killed everyone was more urgent and important than securing power for himself."

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

"If he took his place as Lord, could he not send your fellow Mord'Sith to deal with the... the rift?" Surreal asked. "I understand wanting to deal with a threat immediately, but, at least claim the title and leave a Steward in charge."

[wrongkindofsith]

"That might have worked if he hadn't spent the last year as the most wanted man in D'Hara." And suddenly counting the number of stitches on Surreal's pants' leg became incredibly fascinating. "Or if he'd secured the support of the Mord'Sith."

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Surreal considered that for a moment, drumming her fingers against Cara's legs. "So, who does a girl have to kill to straighten it out?"

[wrongkindofsith]

If she didn't already have more than enough reasons too, Cara could have kissed her simply for not following up on what she was doing with Richard if he didn't have the Mord'Sith's support. "I have a list."

Assuming Richard would actually let her kill them.

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Surreal just assumed that Cara would do whatever Cara thought was right, and would kick sense into the rest of the Mord'Sith when there was time. It wasn't really that complicated.

She tilted her head and pursed her lips in thought. "How long is said list, sugar?"

Surreal, you are not allowed to skip the New Kid picnic to go kill people for your girlfriend. That generally falls under 'bad plan.'

[wrongkindofsith]

It mightn't have been the best plan, but it did succeed in making Cara smile, and as tokens of affection went it was better than flowers, since it was useful and wouldn't make her sneeze.

"Long enough, that you wouldn't be back in time for classes." That was even with just the people it wouldn't be that hard to convince Kahlan to help her talk sense to Richard about. Much as she might like to try and fit Surreal in her pack when she left, she exactly couldn't ask her to drop everything to come spent the next few years killing people with her.

Not to mention, Cara wouldn't like her so much if Surreal was the type to person to just agree to that.

Cara bit her lip. "But you could come visit, if you wanted."

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Who said anything about telling/asking Richard? Not Surreal!

Her face split into a wide grin. "I think I'd like that," she mused. "Especially if it means I get to have a real challenge."

[wrongkindofsith]

But otherwise he'd look all disappointed when he found out, and Richard's disappointed face was very hard to ignore.

Not that Cara was really thinking of Richard right now, as she sat up enough to kiss Surreal. "I'd like it too."

You know, in case the offer itself didn't already suggest that.