Sbadni - a peak at piqued interests

[Karen Stendhal]

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(Grand bedroom, Palace,The Treasure moon))

Sbadni got up and looked at herself in the reflection of the priceless mirror from one of her greatest “deals”.

Sbadni: By the stars, I'm still alive?

She looked like hell. another night, another party. Though she was pretty sure the last one was three days ago. Had it lasted three days? It didn’t matter. There were new people coming to the moon tonight. Ones she could impress. Maybe they would be novel enough for her.Maybe they would have some kind of desire that wasn’t just “love” or “power” or a love for power. She’d know once she gave them “the tickle”. 

She had spent most of her career avoiding and antagonizing the Emerald chain. Those were the glory days. Everything was novel back then, and the smuggling and the dealing was good. Now left with no one to challenge, no one to harass or sell to in this sector; She hoped to attract novel people. She had a handful of rare items she was excited to put on display, maybe word would spread and she’d actually find someone worth her time.

Sbadni flipped open their little retro communicator. They thought it was cute.

Sbadni: =/= D’viiii :stretching out to a whine:: Bring me my flask and then make sure the rare items in the exhibition hall are ready for tonight. I want to make sure that we impress tonight’s guests. That we draw them in and tickle their fancy =/=

In the next room D’vina winced, the boss finally was up. She hated when Sbadni called her that. It infantilized her.

D’vina: =/=  Right away boss =/=

It would still be many hours until the party was ready, and the grand reveal of the “priceless” artifacts wasn’t until the “climax” of the party. The boss always wanted the biggest reaction out of people. Best D’vina could do was bring her the flask first and try to cover up her annoyance. The boss could sense it.

D’vina stepped in with a full flask of the drink that could knock a full blooded Orion off their feet. But Sbadni had grown very tolerant.

Sbadni’s empathic nature allowed her to sense her handmaiden’s annoyance with her.

Sbadni: Don’t be such a mudling.::taking the flask::. Be a dear, hand me the guest list.

D’vina handed over a logging device.

Sbadni: Interesting, very interesting. Anymore information on these?

She pointed out a few listings on the list of slots that were taken.

D’vina: No, that was all that was gathered.

Something stirred in Sbadni, a twinge of excitement. Finally something that might be interesting. She might have to get to know these “strangers”

[end of scene]

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Former Dread Captain Sbadni, Wielder of Khrysaros Blade, Usurper of the Fourteenth House of Betazed

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Edited October 22 by Karen Stendhal