Louise
here for your dad
The sun beat down hard upon the desert planet of Rattatak.
It was the kind of weather that took slaves by the dozen. Exhaustion, heat stroke, dehydration. What were they to do? Slack off? Find some shade? As if. What kind of death wish would you have to possess to do that? Perhaps the slaves needed to consult their union, get their representative to draw up their wants and dema...ha ha ha ha ha.
Suffer in silence, you worthless maggots.
Of course, on the other hand lounging upon polished limestone was the fragile entity known as Evelynn Zambrano. The soothing sound of rushing water set the scene as the various ornamental waterfalls around her trickled away as the mute observed the slaves at work. They tended to the lush vegetation, their eyes craved the very water that they used to give the garden life but they could not take a drink. Not while their sadistic Queen was watching them, taking great pleasure from the yearning in their souls.
So hot. Too hot.
It was here she awaited her guest who would have by now been in the process of being escorted towards the grand courtyard. Hopefully this act had not caused any offence, it wasn't meant to slight her guest that the mute hadn't gone to the landing pad in person, but why have well-groomed palace servants if you don't make a good use of them?
Exactly.
[member="Lucianus Adair"]
It was the kind of weather that took slaves by the dozen. Exhaustion, heat stroke, dehydration. What were they to do? Slack off? Find some shade? As if. What kind of death wish would you have to possess to do that? Perhaps the slaves needed to consult their union, get their representative to draw up their wants and dema...ha ha ha ha ha.
Suffer in silence, you worthless maggots.
Of course, on the other hand lounging upon polished limestone was the fragile entity known as Evelynn Zambrano. The soothing sound of rushing water set the scene as the various ornamental waterfalls around her trickled away as the mute observed the slaves at work. They tended to the lush vegetation, their eyes craved the very water that they used to give the garden life but they could not take a drink. Not while their sadistic Queen was watching them, taking great pleasure from the yearning in their souls.
So hot. Too hot.
It was here she awaited her guest who would have by now been in the process of being escorted towards the grand courtyard. Hopefully this act had not caused any offence, it wasn't meant to slight her guest that the mute hadn't gone to the landing pad in person, but why have well-groomed palace servants if you don't make a good use of them?
Exactly.
[member="Lucianus Adair"]