Room 317- Friday

[notconflicted]

To anyone who came by, they'd probably think Sia had gone through some little changes in the last day or so, but Sia had always been like this. Her room was cleaner and a lot quieter without the dog in it, her wardrobe was darker in color and just slightly more revealing than usual, but other than that, she might seem almost normal.

It was because ever since she realized just how many Jedi flocked to this place at any given time, she'd found it in her best interest to keep a low profile. It wouldn't do for her to get found out as a Sith princess when her father had sent her here specifically to preserve the line for the day one of his people inevitably turned on him, would it?

Her door was open, and she was trying to get some homework done. Really, that sort of thing just helped in honing rage sometimes.

[Oh I went to the Sith AU place. Door and post open! Sia won't do anything bad but she miiight try to get in your head cuz it's fun and all.]

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[notconflicted]

Sia had a feeling she was getting somewhere good with him, even if it was just making him really uncomfortable, so she just watched him way too closely for a moment, and waited, like she expected him to say something more.

[suitably_heroic]

"Is there something on my face?" Atton asked, slipping some bored into his tone while he let his surface brain drift off into the realm of dripping faucets and simple mathematics. "Am I actually catching you on an off day? Because I'm going to have to write that one up in my diary."

[notconflicted]

"I don't have off days," she said, leaning forward to rest her forearms on her knees. And maybe to show off some cleavage just to see if that made things better or worse. "Am I making you nervous?"

[suitably_heroic]

"Did you get bitten by a gremlin?" Atton replied.

Between this and Cade, he was starting to wonder if he was the crazy one. ... well, okay, he knew he was crazy. But this crazy?

...Also that was an angle on Sia he was going to try really hard not to think about later.

[notconflicted]

"No. Did you?" she countered. "You're acting really strange. I kind of like it."

[suitably_heroic]

Damn it, he was thinking about the angle.

Ah, well. Lust was more fun and easier than faucets anyway. "...No, I'm not," he retorted. "Pretty sure you had a dog running around here yesterday."

Cade, he could walk out on. This... ... he could probably also walk out on. Probably.

[notconflicted]

Sia even smiled at that. "Sorry, no. I dont have the parience for a dog. You know rhis."

The poor thing would probably end up emotionally tortured.

[suitably_heroic]

"You're actually one of the most patient people I know," Atton replied. "Most of the time. Unless you really want to be right. Which is usually, if I really think about it..."

Yeah, this wasn't right.

[notconflicted]

"Maybe I'm being really patient in playing with you," she suggested.

She wasn't. But she did like watching people twist.

[suitably_heroic]

"Since when do you play with me, Sia?" Atton asked.

He wasn't backing out of the room because he didn't get the impression letting this girl know he was scared was a good idea.

[notconflicted]

Sia shrugged. "Since I felt like it. You act surprised."

[suitably_heroic]

Atton had a hunch he should get out of here. So he acted on old instincts and slipped into the room.

"You should know better than that," he said, leaning against her desk. "Nobody plays with me."

[notconflicted]

"Then they're missing out," she said, looking up at him.

[suitably_heroic]

"No, they're smart," Atton replied. He tilted his head. "What, you think you can flash me some cleavage and suddenly I'm a puddle?"

[notconflicted]

"Of course not. If you look, that's all on you," Sia pointed out. "Are you saying I'm supposed to be afraid of you?"

Because no.

[suitably_heroic]

Actually, considering Atton's particular skillset, that wouldn't be a bad idea for any iteration of her. But he wasn't going to say that, because words were cheap.

"No, I'm saying you're not 'playing' with me," he said, rolling his eyes. "I don't know who you are but you're a novice, so don't even bother."

Though honestly, he was never going to be able to scrub the cleavage from his brain. Damn it, Sia.

[notconflicted]

"Of course. How wrong of me," she said, totally innocently.

[suitably_heroic]

"I don't know who you are," Atton said conversationally, "But you better hope Sia's back here tomorrow."

He pulled away. Time to get out while he still could.