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[member="Natol'ine"]
"I have both! The pool's very nice. And there's a shooting range and big training room," Siobhan said happily. Nato's reaction to the large villa did not escape her attention. For her part the Countess found it terribly cute. Somehow the young Kiffar had a way to lighten up the mood and take her away from gloomy thoughts, for a while at least. It was something Siobhan deeply appreciated.
"I believe that you could fly one day. I taught it to @Tempest. It will take lots of training, time, effort...and unless you have the necessary control it's liable to go wrong, but it should be possible with your aptitude for aeromancy. You have your whole life ahead of you, dear," Siobhan added.
The speeder bearing the two soon swooped down and touched down upon the landing pad of the villa and Siobhan stepped out, having finally dissipated the telekinetic sphere to keep the rain away from them.
"Come on, sweetie," she spoke softly as she limped towards the entrance, passing through an elegantly manicured garden. Waiting inside the reception area of the villa, which could be described as tastefully opulent, was Siobhan's...personal attendants. Yes, that was a good way to describe things. Her name was Harmony, she was a native of Dahomey and thus black skinned, very attractive and wearing a proper but rather brief dress.
As was proper she curtseyed, though she had a rather trollish look on her face. "Welcome back, Mistress Kerrigan. The cooks are about to serve a meal for you and...Miss Natol'ine. I hope you two aren't responsible for the bad weather!" she snarked, as was to be expected because snarky servant girls were the best.
"I have both! The pool's very nice. And there's a shooting range and big training room," Siobhan said happily. Nato's reaction to the large villa did not escape her attention. For her part the Countess found it terribly cute. Somehow the young Kiffar had a way to lighten up the mood and take her away from gloomy thoughts, for a while at least. It was something Siobhan deeply appreciated.
"I believe that you could fly one day. I taught it to @Tempest. It will take lots of training, time, effort...and unless you have the necessary control it's liable to go wrong, but it should be possible with your aptitude for aeromancy. You have your whole life ahead of you, dear," Siobhan added.
The speeder bearing the two soon swooped down and touched down upon the landing pad of the villa and Siobhan stepped out, having finally dissipated the telekinetic sphere to keep the rain away from them.
"Come on, sweetie," she spoke softly as she limped towards the entrance, passing through an elegantly manicured garden. Waiting inside the reception area of the villa, which could be described as tastefully opulent, was Siobhan's...personal attendants. Yes, that was a good way to describe things. Her name was Harmony, she was a native of Dahomey and thus black skinned, very attractive and wearing a proper but rather brief dress.
As was proper she curtseyed, though she had a rather trollish look on her face. "Welcome back, Mistress Kerrigan. The cooks are about to serve a meal for you and...Miss Natol'ine. I hope you two aren't responsible for the bad weather!" she snarked, as was to be expected because snarky servant girls were the best.