majus
CHYOA Guru
Nami stood frozen for a moment as she processed what she was seeing, before letting out the breath she’d been holding. Fear gave way to…confusion, uncertainty. Why would Thassco seek her out now?
I don’t belong to him anymore, she told herself. He has no hold over me. How she wished that second part were true. The bonds of slavery were not so easy to break. The urge to please this man, to be a good little servant, still ran deep.
“Mister Thassco,” she said, after a moment – her tone as polite and professional as she could manage. “This is an unexpected pleasure.” No sarcasm – pure flattery. Making him feel good about himself was what mattered. She took a few steps closer. “As for credits, well. You know I’ve never had your keen mind for business.”
3+15 Vs DC 10
The Selkath gave a sound, that Nami realized was a laughter. Thankfully, he took her comment in good spirit and not a jab at how his business practices have bankrupted him enough to sell her.
"Yes, I can see that~" He raised the glass. "Your caff is of terrible quality... And the food? Did you have a Mon Calamari as a guest?" He leaned back in her seat, giving her an appreciative look, his eyes wondering over her body in a familiar, lecherous way. "Yet, you keep yourself in shape~"