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howlingplayground2022-08-19 09:48 pm
sensitiveapple) wrote in howlingplayground2022-08-19 09:48 pm
Vader/Misa
Misa wanders around the castle on Mustafar, a little awed, a little bored, and more than a little scared. She's in the castle of a man whom she doesn't know, who plucked her out of obscurity on Cantonica and brought her here for reasons that he hasn't explained, and she's, frankly, too scared to ask.
Her fingers brush over the cool walls of the castle as she continues wandering through her little corner of the castle. She was given very strict orders to not break the line of where she could and could not go. She isn't going to defy those orders. Misa generally doesn't defy orders. It had always earned her a slap before, and having touched Lord Vader's gloved hands, she's pretty sure his slaps would hurt more.
She'd been given a small library and has spent hours upon hours in it. There's more history in it than she'd thought possible. She doesn't know if Lord Vader likes history too, or if she'd just been lucky.
She stops, her hand hovering over the door handle to the library. Sighing, she just lets herself in, and scoops up the PADD that she'd been reading on last night, when Jocko had finally come to force her to bed. She hadn't wanted to go, engrossed as she was in the Clone Wars. Except this history had been different. It had been... it had felt far more truthful, than anything else she'd read about the Clone Wars.
Finding her corner, filled with pillows that she'd found in various rooms in her part of the castle, she snuggles in and gets completely engrossed, very quickly.
It takes someone saying her name more than once to make her hear it. When she does, her eyes widen and she scrambles to her feet. Then she dips a very proper curtsey. "My apologies, I was engrossed in the reading."
Her fingers brush over the cool walls of the castle as she continues wandering through her little corner of the castle. She was given very strict orders to not break the line of where she could and could not go. She isn't going to defy those orders. Misa generally doesn't defy orders. It had always earned her a slap before, and having touched Lord Vader's gloved hands, she's pretty sure his slaps would hurt more.
She'd been given a small library and has spent hours upon hours in it. There's more history in it than she'd thought possible. She doesn't know if Lord Vader likes history too, or if she'd just been lucky.
She stops, her hand hovering over the door handle to the library. Sighing, she just lets herself in, and scoops up the PADD that she'd been reading on last night, when Jocko had finally come to force her to bed. She hadn't wanted to go, engrossed as she was in the Clone Wars. Except this history had been different. It had been... it had felt far more truthful, than anything else she'd read about the Clone Wars.
Finding her corner, filled with pillows that she'd found in various rooms in her part of the castle, she snuggles in and gets completely engrossed, very quickly.
It takes someone saying her name more than once to make her hear it. When she does, her eyes widen and she scrambles to her feet. Then she dips a very proper curtsey. "My apologies, I was engrossed in the reading."