Mistress Cara of the Mord'Sith
Who Needs "The Force" When You Have An Agiel?
April 1st, 2012 
wrongkindofsith: (Damn you modesty arm!)
Cara was sprawled out across the bed. Alone. And if last night had hardly been the social highlight of her year, it hadn't been unpleasant either.

She still thought that pie fountain was a patently ridiculous idea though.

[Mainly for the kid, whose paternity is NFB please.]
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