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[last_kallig]

"As if I needed the reminder that my subsection of the Reclamation Service was built to fail," Ibani mutters as she walks in, staring at a datapad.

She looks up when she feels that she's in Milliways. "Thank the Force, I could use a drink."

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[moonandstar]

Garyn clutches her hand a little more tightly as he hears her speak.

"You've been careful all your life thus far. I trust you'll continue to be."

[last_kallig]

"Careful, yes. Good at working within circumstances imposed on me and cutting where I can to give myself room to make things better."

"Heh. Cutting. That's how I got this, my first little act of defiance." She taps the scarification under one eye.

She bends light to form a large copy of the pattern on the table, then 'erases' lines one by one. At the end, what's left is a string of letters and numbers in Aurebesh, like a cattle brand. (Which is what it was, more or less.)

[moonandstar]

Garyn nods, his expression solemn. "We carry our childhoods with us on our skin."

[last_kallig]

She brings their clasped hands up and kisses his knuckles gently. "On our skin and elsewhere, but at least we ended up quite dashing in spite of them."

"I'm sure Rylee is going to have a lot of paperwork for me to look over. Investments, plans, my cult is growing leaps and bounds still."

"I suppose I must be doing something right."

[moonandstar]

"Indeed," Garyn says. "I'd expect you to attract admirers as a matter of course, but worshippers are something else entirely."

[last_kallig]

Ibani blushes. "I've tried to establish myself as a philosophical and temporal leader more than a god. To use their passion to tear down what is wrong and build something better for themselves."

[moonandstar]

"A pity," Garyn says. "I'd take you over most of the ones I was taught about as a child."

[last_kallig]

Ibani flushes, red spreading dark across her cheeks. "I may be powerful, but I'm nowhere near THAT powerful." She's kind of hazy on the whole idea of gods and tends to think of it more as a power level than anything else.

"Why would you take me over most of them, were they so terrible?"

[moonandstar]

"You've been there."

[last_kallig]

"Well, that does count for something, I suppose."

She chuckles softly. "But I would far rather have partnership than worship, particularly with you." She runs her fingers through his hair.

"Not that I'm sure what's involved in the worship of gods. Prayers? Sacrifices?"

[moonandstar]

Garyn hums as she runs her fingers through his hair.

"Well, judging from my experience with the Imperial Cult, the gods seem to need lots of money."

[last_kallig]

Ibani snorts. "Hm. I can't imagine that a god would have much use for money, but I suppose if you speak for a god you can claim whatever you please."

"I may have to watch out for that myself, eventually. So far, no one has dared." She's rather more IMMEDIATELY present than most 'gods', which could have a dampening effect on that sort of behavior.

[moonandstar]

"I'm not entirely sure myself, but a few of the priests seem to make out well," Garyn says. "Others behave as though they actually believe their teachings, of course, but those are rare enough.

"Might be a good racket if you'd care to run it, though."

[last_kallig]

"After I retire from my current racket, perhaps," Ibani jests. She's not going to GET to retire from being a Sith, unless she dies.

She eyes her data pad and sighs. "I've been using Milliways to sleep when I can, so I suppose using it to review paperwork as well is in the same vein."

[moonandstar]

"One of the best things about this place," Garyn says. "All the time in the universe."

[last_kallig]

"And I intend to exploit it as much as a I can."

She eyes the datapad again. "But you are far, far more tempting than my work."

[moonandstar]

"Hmmm. Such a shame that I distract you so."

He pauses, letting the smirk cross his face.

"I suppose work will have to wait, then, won't it?"

[last_kallig]

He really does know how to play his cards where Ibani is concerned!

"Yes, I think it will keep."

She leans in to kiss him. "Finished with your drink?"

[moonandstar]

He leans forward to meet her lips with his own, then rises from his seat with his hand extended.

"I am now."

They should both be familiar with where to go from here.