Vaena Askari
Lady Cadalthor
[member="Mirien Valdier"]
Clearly having a former spook as a lover was very useful! "Oh, it's that simple?" Siobhan asked, cheering up. Having all of Mirien's memories did not equate to being able to automatically recall everything she knew. That would probably make her memory a bit clouded. "Thanks. I don't mind you looking," she gratefully accepted the profffered shirt and pants and naturally could not pass up the chance to troll a bit before changing. Misplaced modesty was not high on her priorities.
Presumably she required a bit of help from Mirien, but Siobhan was able to slip into the outfit and then headed out of the room. Her legs still felt like they wanted to turn to jellie, so she had to lean strongly on the former Inquisitor, but managed to walk through the hall without falling.
A guard would direct them to Tarissa's room, which was down the corridor. As it turned out, the aristocrat was already up and dressed when the pair entered. As a matter of fact, she was reading a report on a datapad, which was probably related to yesterday's events. As for sweet Elayne, Tarissa was using her as a footrest. The redhead was gagged, wearing very little, her wrists and ankles were bound. If one were to examine her back, one would find that it had plenty of angry red marks on it, for her mistress was very stern.
Tarissa seemed to pay her slave little mind while she read notes, but immediately put the 'pad away when our ladies stepped in. "Siobhan, so glad to see you well. Or as well as circumstances allow," she said. Wait, Tarissa was actually showing concern for other people? This one blames Mirien Valdier because of reasons.
Regardless, she got to feet and crossed the distance to them. She scrutinised Siobhan before her eyes flicked over to Mirien."Nice to see you up and about as well. Did you have to keep Siobhan from trying to walk out alone and hurt herself?" Clearly the noblewoman knew Sio a bit too well.
Clearly having a former spook as a lover was very useful! "Oh, it's that simple?" Siobhan asked, cheering up. Having all of Mirien's memories did not equate to being able to automatically recall everything she knew. That would probably make her memory a bit clouded. "Thanks. I don't mind you looking," she gratefully accepted the profffered shirt and pants and naturally could not pass up the chance to troll a bit before changing. Misplaced modesty was not high on her priorities.
Presumably she required a bit of help from Mirien, but Siobhan was able to slip into the outfit and then headed out of the room. Her legs still felt like they wanted to turn to jellie, so she had to lean strongly on the former Inquisitor, but managed to walk through the hall without falling.
A guard would direct them to Tarissa's room, which was down the corridor. As it turned out, the aristocrat was already up and dressed when the pair entered. As a matter of fact, she was reading a report on a datapad, which was probably related to yesterday's events. As for sweet Elayne, Tarissa was using her as a footrest. The redhead was gagged, wearing very little, her wrists and ankles were bound. If one were to examine her back, one would find that it had plenty of angry red marks on it, for her mistress was very stern.
Tarissa seemed to pay her slave little mind while she read notes, but immediately put the 'pad away when our ladies stepped in. "Siobhan, so glad to see you well. Or as well as circumstances allow," she said. Wait, Tarissa was actually showing concern for other people? This one blames Mirien Valdier because of reasons.
Regardless, she got to feet and crossed the distance to them. She scrutinised Siobhan before her eyes flicked over to Mirien."Nice to see you up and about as well. Did you have to keep Siobhan from trying to walk out alone and hurt herself?" Clearly the noblewoman knew Sio a bit too well.