You Spy On Me, All My Secrets Are Revealed

[buryyoualive]

Characters: Lilah Morgan and Lindsey McDonald
Location: Where is this log taking place?
Planet: Courscant
When: Oct. 26th, nighttime
What: Weekly debriefing.
Rating: Shouldn't be worse than PG-13

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[prodigaled]

Lindsey hadn't heard her sneak in at all. That's what startled him the most. He'd known she was coming too. How long had he been concentrating on the damned glass?

Breaking focus, he drew in a breath he hadn't realized he'd needed. Then glared at Lilah, angry at himself for having let her see him trying to move the glass. And fail. A tremor was nothing to write home about.

He picked up the water and deliberately drank it half empty before answering her with a defensive shrug.

"Early days yet. In case you haven't noticed, the ones who've got control of the Force pretty much run the show around here. Or at least are a rung up on those that don't."

[buryyoualive]

The defensiveness made Lilah relax just a little inwardly. At least he wasn't getting very far in this area. If nothing else, there was that to be grateful of.

"I noticed. You'd have to be deaf, dumb and blind not to."

She placed her heels back on the ground, slipping her feet back inside of them.

[prodigaled]

Spying the bottle, he got up and moved to grab some fresh glasses for them. He glanced down at her feet when she was slipping her heels back on.

"Leave them off if you want. It's not like you need to impress anyone. Or do you just want the extra height advantage to make yourself feel more armored?" Not that she needed it, even with her shoes removed she was taller than him. He didn't care about that, but he knew what it was like to want to use every advantage possible to seem superior, better than.

[buryyoualive]

"Hardly," She said in a dry tone, kicking them back off now. Of course, Lindsey had been right, she did normally wear them in order to make herself feel more armored, more impressive, but like hell she was going to let him know he had figured her out.