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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[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.