Private Birds of Prey

[Scherezade deWinter]

Ingrid L'lerim​

Scherezade watched the expressions on Ingrid's face. She was a good spy and knew how to keep her face from giving her away, but now was different. Now Scherezade was looking for the small signs, knowing that something was happening. Ingrid was about to find a piece of Scherezade inside of herself if her estimations were right, and it wasn't even a piece of her most useful sides. If she could've given Ingrid something willingly, it would have been a piece of passion, the kind that is easily shown on the outside.

Ingrid spoke, and Scherezade nodded while she listened. As she had guessed, it wasn't something the redhead had done intentionally. Which could mean… Well, quite a few things, but one of them was certain, shining brightly above the others.

"You're going to give it back," she said gently, and tried to smile so that she could reassure her friend, "Eventually. What you just did… It takes years of learning. I've never heard about it happening accidentally. I suppose… That despite your training, the potential of Force strength you hold is immense. It just needs to be unlocked, separated at first from your earlier training, so that you can reach it.

And when you do… You will be able to make planets tremble in fear."

Taking her drink again, Scherezade leaned back in her seat. Yes. She could do without that piece for a while, until Ingrid learned to better control it.

"But you use that power to hurt the Scintilla and we stop being friends," she warned her.

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's right hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard​

Location: Golbah City, Geonosis
Tag: Scherezade deWinter

The seconds passed infinitely slowly while Scherezade watched her face. She really felt anxiety, that was not a job, where she controls everything, and she didn’t need to be afraid of something. Here, she controlled nothing, she was just a toy in the hand of the Force, and maybe the other woman. And this bothered her. She gets used to being in charge, or in control when she is doing her job. But the Force was still beyond her, she didn’t know what to do with it.

”You mean I can give it back just like I stole it?” she asked back.

If it was true it was calming indeed. The other parts of Scherezade’s words are interesting. Someone needs to learn for years? It was really, REALLY surprising her. Ingrid never imagines she can do something like that. Her knowledge was more theoretical than practical. But if she can steal other’s emotions, feelings, maybe she didn’t need to steal it, she needed to find out how she can only use them. She nods.

”What you think Kainan Wolfe saw this too, and this is why did he receive me as his disciple?” she asked again.

In fact she saw the relation in this, and she was not happy about this. She hoped she received her position because she was the appropriate decision, not because of this. Maybe time will answer this question. Make planets tremble in fear? Ingrid never wants such power, she just wants to be the best agent and assassin. Before this she never thought what she could do with the Force. It was too far from her. But she saw his Emperor, she read about Emperor Carnifex or Darh Prazutis too, and of course she saw Scherezade too. It was a bit scary that one day maybe she would be similar to them.

”Why would I ever want to hurt Scintilla?” she asked in surprise she didn’t understand why Scherezade told this.

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[Scherezade deWinter]

Ingrid L'lerim​

Scherezade almost opened her mouth to argue about the usage of the word stole, but eventually she didn't, opting to just nod instead. Anything that was taken, could be given back. That was true for bits of souls, lives, and books. Especially the books. There was some schmuck who'd borrowed a few volumes from her and hadn't returned it. Tomorrow, she was going to show up at his house and take them back, along with a few of his fingers.

"He probably knows you have the potential," she said, "Or else he wouldn't have agreed to take you on. Tacitus is a buthole, but he doesn't often choose to waste his time."

She grinned now, knowing hearing such words about her benevolent emperor wasn't something the Red Witch was in any way used to.

"Dude, he's going to have a cow if he learns what happened here Scherezade now laughed, "He might try to smack you to get that piece of me out of you. Don't let him, it's not going to work. The only thing that would work is training, practice, and eventually, just getting it done."

Downing the last of her drink, the Blood Hound decided not to answer that last question. It had been said in jest, since she did not think Ingrid would ever actually try to harm the Scintilla, but in the event that she ever did, for instance if the Eternal Empire and the Agents of Chaos decided to battle it out… Scherezade was not quite certain that Ingrid's divided loyalties would remain divided on such a day.

But she hoped to never need to find out.

"C'mon, it's getting late," she smiled, "How about we call it a night and pick it up again next time?"

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Ingrid L’lerim
The Red Witch; Emperor's right hand; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard​

Location: Golbah City, Geonosis
Tag: Scherezade deWinter

Hmm, she didn't get an answer, just a nod. It was something too, although she did not yet know how she would be able to do it, but she would do his best to find out. Ingrid hoped that day would come sooner than later. But until then, she had to learn this way. And as for the emperor, perhaps she also had such a feeling, if it had already developed that way, then the other had taken advantage of the opportunities. This time she nodded.

”Yeah, I suppose you are right” she replied.

Everything could be said about the man, but it could not be denied that he was not purposeful. She looked at her drink, that is, at its absence, because the glass was empty. Ingrid sighted, she looked up at the other woman's laughter, Scherezade had a great time with the situation. At least one of them. Ingrid thought the same, but…

”Perhaps he would neither understand nor want to understand what was happened here” she thought loudly.

But, the most important thing that Scherezade was right, she did not tell that to her Emperor. Not until something happens, maybe she can get rid of this feeling from herself and give it back to Scherezade without the Emperor finding out what happened. That would be the most ideal plan. She really hoped that it would never turn out and that a solution would be found sooner.

To her next question, silence was an eloquent answer, of course, a good couple of contingencies turned in her head, when all this could happen, but she hoped none of it would happen. Then her companion also changed the subject incredibly quickly, here she already knew that he would not receive any other information today.

”Alright, but when we meet next, it should be in a friendlier place” she added to her words.

Fin.​

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