Everything is Not Always What It Seems (Siobhan)

[Cora Passek]

Dear Countess Kerrigan,

I appreciate your speedy reply. Thank you for understanding my concerns with security. I knew it was an odd request and I'm quite pleased that you can accommodate my eccentricities. The hotel sounds most lovely, I will have to take a deeper look at the files you've sent me when I have some free time.

Oh, and I do have an additional concern. It seems in light of most recent events in my life that I may need to employ additional protection while I am in your company. Perhaps a bodyguard or two would be helpful. I'd much prefer not to take any chances with matters of life and death.

And yes, I will require transportation from my current location. As much as I dislike using someone else's ship, I'm afraid I've misplaced my personal vessel. Well, more of... left it back on Corellia and I'm not presently be able to make that journey to pick it up myself. It's a complicated matter.

The soonest you are free to send someone, I'd most certainly appreciate it. The rock I'm stuck on is not pleasant. They've no good shoe stores, and no spas to have my nails done in... Well, that and I'm rather looking forward to speaking with you about my designs.

Thanks in Advance,
Cara Sampson

For all her genius designs, Cara was still an eccentric and complex woman with very real fears about the galaxy around her. Right now she wasn't willing to have her life risked when it wasn't required. The girl just wanted to do some shopping, have a good meal, relax and for a change not have someone try to kill or kidnap her or have someone trying to shoot at her head! Was that really too much to ask? The blonde was starting to think, that maybe it was too much. After all the galaxy just seemed to keep conspiring against her!

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Dear Ms. Sampson,


I can completely understand your concerns. It will be no bother to assign a bodyguard to your personal protection. Likewise we can provide personal transportation for you. Send us the appropriate coordinates, and we should have a personal ship to pick you up by tomorrow.


You can also be assured that Santaissa will be the exact opposite of unpleasant. There'll be plenty of time for leisure both in the city and on the Tirathana Skyport for a woman of refinement and good tastes. On a personal note, if I may, I would love to have another shopping partner. The wares of The Lady's Haven are second to none and they offer...exquisite beauty treatment. Likewise I am very much looking forward to hearing about your designs from you in person.


Kind Regards,
Siobhan Kerrigan


Siobhan read over the message to again and ran her spellcheck programme, since presumably such a thing existed in this Galaxy of technological wonders, faster-than-light travel and space magic, then pressed the command to send the message. As the transmission was sent she sipped from her glass of wine and smiled. She would certainly accommodate Cara's desire to...have some time to relax...and visit a shiny spa on Kaeshana. Also to buy shoes. Plenty of shiny shoes. A respectable fashionista could never have too many of those. Oh, and, yes, she was also interested in her designs. Such as the Atsushi. Because Siobhan would not mind owning a heavy battleship either.

 

[Cora Passek]

Dear Countess Kerrigan,

Thank you so very much. I look forward to meeting you soon. The coordinates are in the attached file.

Santaissa, sounds delightful. I look forward to exploring the experiences it has to offer! And, I'd love to be your shopping partner. It's been a long while since I've been able to shop with anyone, so I'd be delighted.

Sincerely,
Cara Sampson

Cara smiled, her mood notably lifted as she attached the coordinates to the message and sat back to try and relax. Not that it was easy where she was now. At least she could tick down the hours between now, and tomorrow. Then she'd be jetting off to a new world, arguable a far better world in it's accomadations. And no one would be attempting headshots at her, or so she hoped.

Giving up on actually doing something in the time between, Cara grabbed herself a drink of what passed for Scotch around those parts. It wasn't great, but it was something to still her nerves. Somewhat relaxed, she checked her blaster over, placed it beneath her pillow and laid down. Maybe the time would pass quicker if she was asleep. Maybe...

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Siobhan smiled as she read the message, then made the call for the necessary arrangements to be made. She shook her head when she read about the lousy planet Cara was staying on. Saleucami was a dirt poor, third world planet where no one with sense would go voluntarily. Truly not the place for someone of Cara's qualities to stay on. For one the shopping malls sucked and there was not a single decent spa! Oh, and if someone thought they had a clear headshot at Cara's head Siobhan would simply force choke them.


For her part Siobhan was rather looking forward to this meeting. Beyond indulging in shopping sprees, there was the simple fact that Imperial Shipworks had worked on a number of interesting designs, both for the Atrisian navy and ground forces, though due to the Empire's collapse many had never been used to their full potential. It was then that one of her assistants, a dark skinned girl called Harmony, who was wearing a rather brief dress, entered the study. "You summoned me, Great Mistress?" she asked innocently, though her voice was dripping with snark. Best way to get Siobhan to give you a raise was to puff her ego up.

"Yes, dear. Please place a call to my pilot to prepare the yacht for tomorrow. Destination is Saleucami."

Upon hearing the name of the planet Harmony made a disgusted face and a rather unladylike snorting sound escaped her. "Saleucami? But that planet's a dump. No one goes there. Even the natives can't wait to get off!"

Siobhan nodded. "Exactly. We'll be picking up a friend. It's a bit like a humanitarian mission," she said very dryly.

"More waifs and strays, Mistress? You seem to collect new ones every day! Very noble of you," Harmony could not resist snarking some more, whereupon Siobhan responded by giving the servant girl a good smack on her butt, which would probably only encourage her.

"As you know, dear, I'm a giver. Anyhow, make the call please and once you're done...do attend upon me. I could use your...skills."

"Right, my crochet skills. It's such a wonderful past-time."

Anyhow, the necessary calls were made and at the prearranged time the Firemane yacht would be waiting at whatever passed for Saleucami's spaceport. Presumably ships that luxurious did not land here often, but the heavily armed guards would probably be a suitable deterrent if any of the natives felt like trying to pull off a raid.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara's nap, at least managed to pass a far bit of time. But not enough time. Spacebook was where she ended up, surfing through friends pages, and general doing anything she could on the holonet to keep her mind off the current situation. Eventually she resorted to pacing the floor while she sorted through her old emails. It was at least something to keep her busy. Anything to keep boredom at bay! Anything at all. Tomorrow couldn't have come soon enough for Cara.

The time eventually came, and Cara packed up her belongings into a duffel bag and slung it over her shoulder before heading down to the spaceport. Did a dirt patch count as a spaceport? She idly wondered to herself.

At least with Siobhan and her glamorous lifestyle, it made her yacht rather easy to find. Cara couldn't wait to get off this particular rock. Her poor nails looked horrible at this point, and she looked a bit tired. It probably had something to do with the lack of sleep, with her paranoia. I'm not paranoid! Fine sweetheart, eccentric. Better.

"Right on time. I like that." A grin spread across her lips. She liked it when people actually showed up when they said they would. Late, was something she could not stand. Even more so when she was stuck on a planet that she wanted off of immediately. Seeing the guards gave her some measure of comfort, plenty of protection. No one would be foolish enough to touch the ship, or her with people like this around.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


After having checked her credentials, the guards would guide Cara into the yacht, whereupon the landing ramp would be raised after she had boarded. She would presumably noticed the fact that the guards were all women of what could be called the amazonian type, that is attractive, well-built and very muscular. But then the Lady Kerrigan had a certain type she liked.


Speaking of the Lady, as a matter of fact Cara would find her right in the interior of the yacht, lounging on a couche next to a table that among other things contained a bowl of grapes and a bottle of wine with two glasses on it. Apparently Siobhan had been terribly eager to meet her. However, the blonde would not receive another coffer with ten million credits because even Siobhan did not throw around sums like that at random or carry them around with her. Hopefully she would understand.


"Ah, Ms Sampson, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person," Siobhan said cheerily, waving the Twi'lek servant girl who had been rubbing her shoulders away as the blonde came into her view. "Pilot, take us away from this dump," she spoke the order into her comm, with a measure of aristocratic haughtiness in her tone before she offered her hand to Cara. Naturally her fingernails looked perfect and her perfume was the same as the Queen's!


"Siobhan Kerrigan. Glad you could make it. Please have a seat. We have a bit of a trip ahead of us, is there anything I can offer you? Drinks? You may take full advantage of what my attendants have to offer. They are all...very eager to serve," she said this with a completely straight face but the perceptive might detect another meaning! Likewise the perceptive would also notice that Siobhan was clearly giving Cara a good-one over and checking her out. The poor fingernails did not escape her appraisal....but her servant girls could fix that!


"Yes, command us. We're totally at your services!" one of the servant girls, a dazzlingly beautiful green Twi'lek called Shari, snarked because servants were at their best when they were misbehaving and lampshading their mistress' constant demand for attention.

 

[Cora Passek]

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Oddly enough, the guards being female made Cara a hair more trusting of them, than she usually was with new people. Funny how it was the male sex that had more often screwed the blonde over in her life, not so much the women. Even she couldn't help but notice a few of the women, rather attractive in nature, after all ... There was that time that Cara had spent with a rather lovely woman back in the day. Learning all sorts of new tricks, a beautiful time in Cara's life.

The woman smiled as she entered the room with Siobhan. "The pleasure is all mine, Countess." Reaching out, she took Siobhan's hand to shake it firmly. "Thank you for coming on such short notice, and rescuing me from this place. There was just nothing to do. No where to shop.... Not a spa in sight, and far too many dangers to worry about." Such was the nature of her life. Always something threatening her to one degree or another.

Cara after taking a moment to scan the room briefly, she took a seat near the Countess. "A drink would be delightful. The stuff on the planet, barely passes for alcohol, much less good alcohol." She said with a sad sigh. A knowing smile appeared on her lips. There was service... and then there was service. "Thank you, I imagine I'll have to take advantage of that. Oh..." Her eyes drifted sadly to her pitiful nails, "You wouldn't happen to have someone who could do my nails, would you? They are in rather terrible shape."

She winced heavily as she leaned back against the seat she'd chosen. The burns on her back, still an annoying pain to Cara at this point. Granted, she'd had much worse injuries, but it didn't change the fact that it still hurt like a queen. Ah, that'd be a story to tell the kids one day... You know that one time ... when I shoved a flash grenade down a man's pants.... Yup, a delightful story, indeed.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Siobhan gave Cara's hand a firm shake before releasing her and letting her sit down. Siobhan's hand may have lingered a bit longer than appropriate on Cara,'s but no matter. She gave the blonde a smile and crossed one of her toned, stockinged legs over the other. "No worries, Ms Sampson. I'm happy to help you get off this rock. Shari, do be a dear and take care of her nails, will you?"


"Yes, Mistress. Of course, Countess. You would not believe how obsessive she is about her nails. Heaven forbid if they're not perfect," the Twi'lek attendant snarked, though then Siobhan stretched out to give her a butt a good, thorough and possessive grope before slapping her so that she got a move on and quickly retrieved all the wonders of feminine cosmetics that would assuredly propel Cara's nails into a state of perfection. Meanwhile one of the attendants poured Cara a drink while Siobhan sipped her wine. Suffice to say Cara would get the good stuff. The best Corellian whiskey and Kaeshana wine. Say what you want about the Eldorai, they made good liquor.


Siobhan noticed how badly Cara was wincing when she leaned back against her seat. "Are you alright? Do you need medical treatment...or a massage? And come to think of it, may I call you Cara? You can call me Siobhan if you like," she said warmly. As they talked the ship took off into the skies and then eventually shot through the atmosphere, leaving Saleucami behind it. Presumably neither of them would miss the planet much.

 

[Cora Passek]

"Now this is service I can get used to." Her smile brightening, as she gave Siobhan an appreciative once over. "Thank the stars for you both." Happy that at least she could have one of her beauty problems solved before they arrived on Kaeshana.

"Oh, Corellian Whiskey, you've fine tastes Countess." She said as she took a sip from her glass. "I think this just might be the start of a beautiful friendship." Shari returned with all the wonderful tools and set to work on her mangled nails, working to make them as lovely as ever.

Cara frowned, "No. Not really." A sigh followed, "Need medical attention, probably. Want it? Hell no. I'm not a fan of doctors, or hospitals for that matter, not after losing my leg." The sorrow quite clear in her voice. "It's just a bit of a nasty burn. Kind of a long story, but the end of it resulted in my shoving a flash grenade down a man's pants who happened to have a blaster held to my head. Not a fun time. My back, happened to be collateral damage."

"And of course you may, Siobhan." She said sweetly, shifting slightly to try and find a more comfortable position on her back. "I don't mind in the least."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


"Why, thank you. Cara." Siobhan flashed Cara an appreciative smile in response. No, it was not disarming, because you cannot disarm Cara Sampson. She had nice red lips though! However, the moment of levity passed and there was an expression of genuine concern on Siobhan's features.


"You tossed a flash grenade down the pants of a manling holding you at gunpoint? Sucks for your back, but good work. I like a woman who takes charge of her own life and doesn't need 'super manlings' to save her. I understand what you mean about hospitals. I'm not a fan either, even though I keep ending up in them a lot. Firemane does employ a number of Eldorai healers though, devoted to the Goddess Ashira. I could easily arrange for one to mend your back. No hospital stay needed. Some of them get...very friendly. And technically they're not doctors, Cara!" she joked at the end.


Oh, and by the way the yacht had just made the jump for hyperspace and thus finally left Saleucami behind it. Give or take a couple hours, depending on what the plot dictated, they would soon end up on Kaeshana.

 

[Cora Passek]

The blonde gave her a quick wink, "You're more than welcome, dear." And no, Miss Cara Sampson could never be disarmed with the likes of a smile, regardless of who it came from. She was a special little snowflake after all.

"Yeah, I did." She admitted softly. "You just don't freaking try and kidnap me, and expect me to go along with it, acting all the part of a damsel in distress. I can save myself, thank you very much. I don't need a man to do it for me." If there was one thing Cara had learned, it was never to wait for a man's rescue. If you do, chances are you'll be dead before they get there. "You just can't depend on others to do the saving for you, especially men. Sometimes you just gotta get out there and do it yourself, ya know?"

"Hmmm, healers? Not doctors? I might be able to handle that and not have a panic attack." After all, she once upon a time let an infection in her leg get so bad that she nearly died from it, all to avoid a hospital stay. She and doctors, hospitals ... They just never got along. "So I suppose I can give it a try. I'd kinda like to be able to lay on my back again soon, without it bothering me."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Siobhan did not like doctors much. Well, she had a thing for a certain Doctor Osway...but the domineering Twi'lek was sadly to prim and proper to return her advances. "Never let a man do a woman's job. Manlings only think with the sausage between their legs and have it in their heads every attractive female that passes by is a helpless damsel who needs a knight in shining armour. And they can't even satisfy a woman properly." One of the enduring aspects of Siobhan's personality was her sexism. The notion of hypocrisy was completely lost on her.



"I'll make the arrangements with the healers then. They're very tactful and are good at making their patients relax. So tell me a bit about yourself and your work. How in Ashira's name did you end up on Saleucami? I can think of worthier places for a woman that beautiful," she said as she took another sip from her wine, a soft moan escaping her as an Eldorai servant girl massaged her shoulders. It had been a few years since the chaos on Atrisia and Cara had mentioned having misplaced her ship on Corellia, so Siobhan dismissed the idea that she had to fled to the dirt poor planet. Besides, as the former chief designer of Imperial Shipworks she probably had plenty of credits left.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara chuckled, rather amused with the turn the conversation had taken. "You know what they say .... men don't have enough blood to operate both at the same time. So, it comes to no surprise to me, at all, that they seems so concerned with their own needs that they can't even bother to learn how to properly satisfy us ladies. That and most of them try to compensate for an ... itty bitty living space, if you know what I mean..." She gave a small shrug, shaking her head slowly. Granted, Cara swung both sides of that fence. Of late, men, she was getting more and more distrustful of.

"Excellent." A hint of nerves creeping into her tone. She still wasn't sure about the healers, but at least it was better than the alternative.
Cara sighed a bit. "Well, it's kind of a long story of how I ended up way out here, but I guess we have the time." The force plot dictates that we do!

"You see, after that mess on Atrisia a while, I left in a bit of a hurry." Obviously! Who wouldn't when there was the distinct possibility of them getting blamed for terrorism? When for a change she hadn't actually done anything to merit such trouble. "Took my money, my designs and left. It also meant I was without work, a home ... a life and always looking over my shoulder." She shrugged, such was the nature of her life. It was something she had gotten used to long ago. "So I went back to Corellia, closest thing I've really got to home these days."

She sighed softly, taking another sip from her glass. "I was contacted about the possibility of a job. Since, really I needed the work and protection if I could swing it that way, I was willing to, at least hear him out." It hadn't seemed like such a bad idea at the time. "You know, one of those jobs you take, just because it's a pay check. That kind of thing. But that was until I was informed that I'd once been slotted for assassination, because of my work with Atrisia, which was by no means a choice. I'd gotten into trouble on Atrisia a while back and was arrested. It was work for them, be paid well or my pretty little butt was going to jail until I could be tried and executed." Cara certainly had a mess of problems in her life, most of them her fault entirely. Most, but not all.

"Honestly, I wouldn't have stayed, but he offered me ten million, a full years salary in advance, without getting me to sign a contract...." It was safe to say, she still had the money. After all, she'd signed nothing. "We were headed to inspect the facilities when the aforementioned flash bang crotch incident happened. He also tried to take a shot at my would be kidnapper, with my head just a wee bit in the way..." Cara groaned, at that, still not believing it had really happened. "Don't know what that thought process was, that was going on in his head, but he seemed to think that he had a good chance of hitting the guy behind me with my head in the way. After mess that it was decided, while I was sleeping I might add, to take a detour there to lure out the person who had orchestrated the attack. That's how I ended up on Saleucami."

She lifted the hand Shari was not working on, as she remembered one last detail. "Oh wait, I forgot the best part. After all of this, he asks if I'll share a bed with him.... I'd not even known him for more than fourty-eight hours! Oh, and he's in love with me ... Apparently...I'm just an everyday Siren." Cara said before chuckling softly, rather amused.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


"He tells you his bosses thought about killing you, a civilian contractor, gives you ten million without contract, almost shoots you in the head, takes you to a dirt planet without your consent to serve as bait and asks you whether you'd like to shag him? Who the hell was this fething idiot and how can someone that braindead run a company in the first place?"


Siobhan exclaimed once Cara had finished her riveting tale, which seemed like a bad comedy to her. "And he's 'in love with you' after forty-eight hours. Must be desperate to get his slugthrower polished. Enough reason to shoot him out of hand. Or castraste him," at that Siobhan spontaneously burst into laughter. It took her a while for her to regain a measure of control over herself. One might point out that without a contract, Cara could work for who she wanted.


"This is just fething hilarious. Even for manlings that's a whole new level of stupidity. And how could Saleucami be safe? Dirt poor planet. Don't tell me he has crazy survivalist compound with outdated Clone Wars era battle droids and guns in every room? I should get you a hold-out bolter. On the bright side, you have ten million credits now and can have plenty of fun with me on Kaeshana. All the shopping malls, spas and courtesans," she batted her eyelashes at Cara.


One might think Siobhan sexist, oversexed and a bit shallow. All this was probably true, but she had a few clear goals in mind. One of them being to spend a couple days of decadent fun with Cara and to get into her pants. The other one being to get her hands on a number of fascinating designs the Atrisians had made, yet never gotten around to using due to their nation having fallen into chaos.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara nodded, trying her best to keep a straight face. "Imagine how I felt having to live through that mess?" She chuckled a little after.

Leaning over to Siobhan she whispered his name into her ear. "That way, you never have to deal with that loon."

She gave a shrug, "At least I got ten million out of it. So I suppose it's something. And at least it gives me this delightful tale to retell! Painful, but delightful since it means I get to entertain someone for a little while with my suffering."

Cara finished off the last of her whiskey setting the glass down for a moment. "I'm telling you, I would not have believed it if I'd not been there for it all." Then she only shook her head as Sio mentioned the bit about the survivalist compound.. "Uh, about that compound ... You're not so far off from the truth." Then Siobhan got to the best part, "Exactly. Fun, shopping, spas, courtesans... Not a single word in that sentence that I can complain about in the least."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Mirien Valdier]

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

And so it was that Mirien Valdier had been at work when word came through the grapevine that Siobhan was off to collect another stray. But not just any ordinary waif and stray. This was one of the Atrisian variety. It seemed Sio was on her way to collecting all the female strays from Atrisia's power fall out. A one Cara Sampson, but that wasn't the woman's true name.

Mirien sighed as she worked to type up a quick memo to Siobhan on Cara's true nature.

From: Mirien
Subject: Cara Sampson

Siobhan,

Just a heads up on Miss Sampson. She came to Atrisia some time ago, and it was part of my duties to set her security detail as she was a high value Imperial asset. She goes under the name of Cora Passek, a known terrorist to all that call themselves Sith. Mostly harmless to anyone else.

She was involved with an incident on Dromand Kaas, while that planet was still under the Sith Imperial government. A subsequent bounty was issued by their Intelligence agency at the time. We created a new identity for her, provided round the clock security as she worked for Imperial Shipworks as our primary ship designer.

There was some reasons to suspect that she might have been involved with the attack against Emperor Kahoshi, but alas no proof was ever found that could tie her to the incident. Nor do I believe she'd have any reason to participate in such events. Though, she might know of who did.

-M.V.

PS, Don't have too much fun without me.

Mirien sighed as she read over the message one more time. Using a highly encrypted channel, she send the message through. No doubt to be received by Siobhan safely on the other side without threat of someone else having the contents stolen somewhere between.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Siobhan shook her head when she heard who Cara's would-be employer had been and laughed, clearly amused. "Why am I not surprised?" she asked rhetorically and left it at that.


"I may have neglected to mention that the spa I've booked for us has a whirlpool. I think the two of us will be getting on just fine, dear," at that she winked at Cara. "And my staff is very eager to accommodate the wishes of such a guest. Isn't that true, Harmony?"


The servant girl, who like Tempest was a Dahomey native, stepped forward and approached Siobhan, smiling at Cara. "Why, of course, Great Mistress. We love to serve! You wouldn't believe how much she likes being pampered. It's a surprise she likes to blow stuff up so much," she snarked and at that went down on her knees and removed Siobhan's shoes. "No, this household is not ridiculously decadent at all," she said wryly before beginning to lovingly stroke, massage and fondle Siobhan's remaining organic foot with her very nimble fingers.


A soft moan escaped Siobhan's throat when Harmony's tongue enclosed around her toes, beginning a drawn-out licking and sucking motion as she lapped attention upon them. As this happened Siobhan lovingly stroked the girl's hair and petted her. It was at this moment that her datapad beeped. Siobhan felt like ignoring it, but it was the highly encrypted channel Mirien used when she had important business that required her attention, so with a lazy gesture she called the datapad into her hand. While Harmony's skilled tongue had moved to licking the sole of her foot.


Siobhan frowned as she read the message, then suppressed a smile. She had felt a distinct sense of familiarity when she met Cara. As a matter of fact, Siobhan did have virtually all of Mirien's memories, but that did not mean she could automatically place someone the former Grand Inquisitor had known. She sent a quick message back.



Thanks, darling. You know I'll save plenty of fun for you!
Sio


She put the datapad aside and looked upon Cara. "So...Cora Passek, dear, if you wanted to kill Sith you could have just said so. I have killed a couple in my day and we have a shoot Sith on sight policy on Kaeshana. Hmm. You had a...liaison with my wife a few years back, right? I know she enjoyed it and I'm sure she'd like to become reacquainted." Her tone was as sweet ever, with a degree of wry amusement. Likewise the servant girls continued as ever, with Harmony loving on Sio's foot and Shari working her magic to restore Cara's nails to perfection.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara smiled, as she settled back into her chair. "Oooh, a whirlpool sounds like heaven after what I've been through, lately. I'm very much looking forward to it."

The blonde seemed only to smile bright after the wink, "Well now, if they are as accommodating as these ladies," Her eyes followed Harmony as she serviced Siobhan's foot. "I'll be more than happy to take full advantage of that." She would glance occasionally between Harmony and Siobhan, just taking it in. Cara after all had her interests in the ladies too. "Ridiculously decadent? It seems just right to me."

For a brief moment her attention turned to Shari, "Oh, now that is a lovely shade.... My nails are finally starting to look more humane now." The blonde absolutely content in the pleasures she was recieving right then. What girl didn't need a good manicure and a show?

Hearing that name, Cora tensed up frozen in place a bit like a deer in the headlights. She blinked, once, twice... Did I really just hear that? Yup! You mean I'm not being paranoid for a change? Yep. Oh, crap. Three times before she finally seemed to realize there wasn't a weapon out and pointed at her, and the rest of Siobhan's words sunk in.

"How did you?" She shook her head, trying to work through how exactly the datapad related to how Siobhan suddenly seemed to know who exactly Cara really was. "You .. I.... Uh.... Yeah ...." She chuckled nervously. "It's been a while since I've gone by that name. It was out of necessity that a cover ID was put into place, given the nature of my previous engagements with the Sith."

It was about then that she finally caught up with the last bit of what Siobhan had said. "Oh, Tegs ..." Cara smiled rather joyously for a moment, as her mind drifted back to. "It's been a long time, that's for sure... She.." Cara bit at her lip, and stopped as she squirmed a bit uncomfortably, not sure how much would be okay to share, and if she'd cross any line in the process.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Needless to say Siobhan could not resist making a corny quip when she saw just how...interested Cara was. "You're totally welcome to do more than just watch, darlin'. The more, the merrier." She would absolutely agree with Cara about how fun a good manicure could be. No wonder Siobhan was so insistent about her nails looking perfect!


As for Cara's...or rather Cora's reaction to the revelation, it was just priceless and Siobhan could do nothing to suppress the triumphant grin on her face. Especially since it coincided with Harmony kissing and sucking on a very sensitive spot on her ankle, making her moan in pleasure.


"That look on your face is just priceless, dear. My intel chief happens to an ex IIB handler of yours. A very talented woman," she responded and shrugged. She did not bother enquire about whether the blonde had played a part in murdering the Atrisian Emperor because, to put it bluntly, she did not care. Not a particularly moral position, but in Siobhan's opinion Kahoshi had led his nation to disaster and, moreover, put Mirien through hell. So she was sad about Mirien losing friends in the subsequent purge, but other than that her main sentiment was that it was a shame Madeline had not perished as well.


She saw how nervous Cara seemed and gave the woman a smile. Siobhan was very self-centred and needy, but remarkably free of jealousy as long as she felt her position was not threatened. "She's amazing, isn't she? Very good at making you do what she wants...and make you really enjoy it. She had those hot muscles back then," she said wistfully and licked her lips. "What did you enjoy the most about her"

 

[Cora Passek]

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Cara couldn't help but blush a little. "I'm tempted, very tempted."

The blonde seemed a little dumbfounded at first, as she shook her head slowly. Reaching up she rubbed at her forehead. "Clearly, very talented. I don't think I've ever had anyone actually call me out before, until now." She sighed softly, "But I suppose if she was my handler at one point or another, she'd have to have known." Somethings just couldn't be helped. One way or another, eventually secrets slipped out. "It's actually kind of a relief actually, to not have to hide that from you."

Cara managed a smile in return. It was a bit odd to her, to be discussing Siobhan's wife's other talents. "She is truly wonderful." Cora was grinning, her mind slipping back into those wonderful years. "Tegs was my first, woman." She said quietly, the pink hue returning to her cheeks.

"Took me under her wing, saved my butt too, though that's another story. Any day she'd like I'd be happy to let her tell me what to do," She winked at Sio, slowly getting used to this idea of talking about it. "Mmmmm.... Somewhere between those muscles, the redhair, and those eyes.... Tegaea's a very fine woman I must say... You're lucky to have her."