Thule l Death Enabled
Iymril had found themself excessively busy since the gala they’d gone to and taken Zira along as well. Between the business on Ziost, an increase demand for their presence on Umbara, and now the study of the dead alchemical beasts there wasn’t much free time. Fortunately for them, Arakyd had temporarily cleared their docket of voting for the board of executives. It seemed Orys still hadn’t given up on Mellie, he still believed that he would find his wife. A “love renewed” he called it.
Too bad Iymril had ensured the only renewal happening was her renewing the nutrients in the soil.
But with a few days of down time due to a recognized Sith holiday, the birthday of Darth Bane, Iymril now had free time. They had sat down in their living room wearing nothing but a sheer house robe. Their hair was brushed but they wore no makeup and had unpainted nails.
They were going to review the footage gathered on Zira’s necklace that night. Iym had requested Zira join them in reviewing the footage, not to humiliate her but just for her company. A frustrating fact that they were finding more and more frequent is that they enjoyed having Zira around to just talk with. It created a sense of normalcy that Iym hadn’t had since their time with their mas-
They shoved those thoughts aside and instead focused on what they had to do.
“Zira, bring popcorn! We always watch movies with popcorn!” They called out, knowing she was likely in the first or second floor kitchen. “And bring me some Nabooian Nectarines too!” They continued.
Snacks, blackmail, and porn. Who could ask for a better way to spend a long weekend?
@Sreeya