“This has to be some kind of test” Decimâ mused. The Chief Adjudicator didn’t strike her as a man with a sense of humor, so this had to be some kind of test within a test. “Master N’kre?” she considered the idea; it wouldn’t be the first time she suspected her Master had hand-selected … Continue reading Little Mouse
Decimâ
Don’t Forget Your Gloves
“You’ll want to strap in, m’Lord. Things get choppy over Ilum. It’s gon’ get a might bumpy back there.” Came the Captain’s voice overhead. Despite her insistence she was no Lord, the man refused to call her anything else. The shuttle dipped to the left and Decimâ staggered across the deck on her way … Continue reading Don’t Forget Your Gloves
Gloves
“It’s not about your hands... This is why you fail.” Her master’s disappointment stung. He was right of course, which is why being confronted with the truth of it made her so uncomfortable. It wasn’t about her hands. Decimâ sighed as she thumbed the controls on her gloves, the seal unlatching and opening … Continue reading Gloves
The Incident on Hutta
*Disclaimer / Trigger warning* This story contains some violent content some may find disturbing. This story also contains a rape. Please don’t read if you are sensitive to these. The Kitchen Slave She had never seen so much blood. Scrambling on her backside to avoid the thick, red, pool growing on the floor, Decimâ … Continue reading The Incident on Hutta