Hunting Jedi, breaking their spines, The Inquisitor business .

|| Am thisssssss close from giving Sauron an apprentice .

I， DO NOT WORSHIP GODS. I， AM GOD!

. . . Silently moving over to grab his cup of caffeine .

Chuckle — Did the slight taste of Tihaar not give it out ?

Settled by the stairs ; Today seems to be one of those calmer days— at least on his line of work .

Am not precisely known for my kindness .

I am well aware . I fail to see the issue with it .

Definitely not a lot caffeine, definitely a lot of Tihaar— ahem . . . Is she okay ?

. . . She can’t go to work like that .

Who the fuck is screaming Kenobi this early ?—

. . . Who’s he supposed to call ?

Too. Fuckin’. Early.

And there he goes, except he is simply sending a holo-text, vaguely disguising the subject as mild food poisoning from the breakfast ; Good job, Sauron .

|| Do I indulge and make a male medic? 👀

Where does she think he will be taking her ? 😌 Smart. Sauron.

He’ll fetch some for her .

A nod was returned ; Beaming inside ? Beaming inside .

How she has. It’s cute .

|| I AM BACK AND DROPPING A NEW BOY. YA’LL BETTER LOVE HIM.