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During Tonight’s RP with Crow 7/12-7/13/15
The connection between SNT-14c and Senata is such that information passes freely and rapidly from one to the other and back again.
Being handled roughly, fondled intrusively, wasn’t at all bothersome. Pain sensor and touch sensor sensitivity were both zero. She did what she could to be as insensate as a rock, but... but...
Though she may not have looked at them directly, she could still see their kiss in her periphery. She could also hear all too clearly the sounds their mouths made, those tiny tiny sounds, every single wet smacking, licking, sucking.
Sh.
She wanted to pull her away from him, put her hands around the other woman’s neck and TWIST. Other acts of violence played in her mind.
Shh.
Why weren’t they killing her here and now? What power did she have over him? Knowledge only she had (she certainly knew his real name before Senata ever did)? Mysterious powers that would be too difficult to defeat? Incredible strength hidden in those fragile-looking arms?
Shhh!
Senata didn’t so much as twitch a single finger, remaining still as a statue, in spite of her inner turmoil. Within her a storm raged, roiling waves of fear and worry over the calmer depths of sadness. The ‘calming’ soundtrack SNT-14c liked to play to defuse tense situations would not work here. He had warned her about this. His subservience and acquiescence to the other’s demands were to be expected. It was all just part of the plan.
Right? Right?!
Still with the niggling doubt. If only trusting were so easy. She did trust him, and she did want so to completely believe he meant what he said when he told her there would be no truth here, no matter how convincing he acted or sounded. The him that she knew was the real one.
How much time actually passed before the kiss finally ended? A minute? Two? It felt infinitely longer than that. What else would she be made to witness before they were done?
You—agreed—to—this.—You—can—handle—it.
I know. I must show nothing. -Feel- nothing.
For—now.
While a part of her knew he likely did much more than this with others while he wasn’t with her, it was one thing for deeds that were out of her sight, another thing entirely for it to be happening with her standing right there. Why did jealousy exist in her at all? She didn’t think she was at all the possessive type.
Later on when they were ‘alone’ in the other room, his body language asked her if she was ‘all right.’
No. No, she wasn’t. Not at all.
But she would be damned if she would jeopardize his chances here.
She would not be the cause of their failure.
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(via Page fired for protesting prime minister - CBC News)
Apply, wait, interview, wait, get hired, train, get fitted for your uniform... then the Senate finally reconvenes, and you smuggle in your homemade sign, are instafired, and get escorted out as the nation cheers for you! If that ain't one of the best examples of a long grift, I don't know what is.