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	===Fulgrine's Guilty Pleasure===		===Fulgrine's Guilty Pleasure===

	"Here you go Fulg-~~Nigger~~, Ma'am! Enjoy!'		"Here you go Fulg-err, Ma'am! Enjoy!'

	Fulgrine smiled politely to the waitress at the diner she had found herself in. The padded seat of the booth was cramped and tiny compared to her glorious form, but the serving staff and patrons seemed to be unaware of who she was. A simple pair of tracksuit pants and her favourite purple hoodie pulled over her head seemed to be all that was required to conceal her identitiy. Truly, the simple disguises were the best.		Fulgrine smiled politely to the waitress at the diner she had found herself in. The padded seat of the booth was cramped and tiny compared to her glorious form, but the serving staff and patrons seemed to be unaware of who she was. A simple pair of tracksuit pants and her favourite purple hoodie pulled over her head seemed to be all that was required to conceal her identitiy. Truly, the simple disguises were the best.

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	"Here you go Fulg-~~err~~, Ma'am! Enjoy!'		"Here you go Fulg-Nigger, Ma'am! Enjoy!'

	Fulgrine smiled politely to the waitress at the diner she had found herself in. The padded seat of the booth was cramped and tiny compared to her glorious form, but the serving staff and patrons seemed to be unaware of who she was. A simple pair of tracksuit pants and her favourite purple hoodie pulled over her head seemed to be all that was required to conceal her identitiy. Truly, the simple disguises were the best.		Fulgrine smiled politely to the waitress at the diner she had found herself in. The padded seat of the booth was cramped and tiny compared to her glorious form, but the serving staff and patrons seemed to be unaware of who she was. A simple pair of tracksuit pants and her favourite purple hoodie pulled over her head seemed to be all that was required to conceal her identitiy. Truly, the simple disguises were the best.

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	Interesting. Perhaps she was wrong about him.		Interesting. Perhaps she was wrong about him.

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Morticia's Anon

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Fulgrine's Guilty Pleasure

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	'Here you go Fulg-err, Ma'am! Enjoy!'		"Here you go Fulg-err, Ma'am! Enjoy!'

	Fulgrine smiled politely to the waitress at the diner she had found herself in. The padded seat of the booth was cramped and tiny compared to her glorious form, but the serving staff and patrons seemed to be unaware of who she was. A simple pair of tracksuit pants and her favourite purple hoodie pulled over her head seemed to be all that was required to conceal her identitiy. Truly, the simple disguises were the best.		Fulgrine smiled politely to the waitress at the diner she had found herself in. The padded seat of the booth was cramped and tiny compared to her glorious form, but the serving staff and patrons seemed to be unaware of who she was. A simple pair of tracksuit pants and her favourite purple hoodie pulled over her head seemed to be all that was required to conceal her identitiy. Truly, the simple disguises were the best.
	She looked down at the monstrosity that was on the plastek tray in front of her. They called it The Empress. It was a burger, if the title could be properly applied to something like this. It consisted of two half-pound patties still glistening with the fat from the griddle, both with a square slice of processed cheese half melted, half adhered to them like some vague attempt to hold the patties together. layered between them was a mound of slick, limp caramelised onions and bacon that somehow managed to be both crispy and chewy at the same time. above this stack was a layer of crispy, deep-fried onion rings, all sandwiched between two toasted sesame seed buns slathered with a spicy mayonnaise and pierced through with a wooden skewer in an attempt at structural integrity. a paper cup of curly fries and a large strawberry milkshake stood beside the tower, at the ready to assist in the consumption of this monstrosity.
			She looked down at the monstrosity that was on the plastek tray in front of her. They called it The Empress. It was a burger, if the title could be properly applied to something like this. It consisted of two half-pound patties still glistening with the fat from the griddle, both with a square slice of processed cheese half melted, half adhered to them like some vague attempt to hold the patties together. layered between them was a mound of slick, limp caramelised onions and bacon that somehow managed to be both crispy and chewy at the same time. above this stack was a layer of crispy, deep-fried onion rings, all sandwiched between two toasted sesame seed buns slathered with a spicy mayonnaise and pierced through with a wooden skewer in an attempt at structural integrity. A paper cup of curly fries and a large strawberry milkshake stood beside the tower, at the ready to assist in the consumption of this monstrosity.

	After taking a moment to plan how she would handle this mountain of grease, protein, and carbs before her, Fulgrine gingerly picked up the burger with both hands before opening her mouth as wide as she could before biting down.		After taking a moment to plan how she would handle this mountain of grease, protein, and carbs before her, Fulgrine gingerly picked up the burger with both hands before opening her mouth as wide as she could before biting down.
	Instantly her tastebuds were assaulted by a wave of grease, charred meat, and deep fried batter. Sweet throne, this was what she was missing! All those high society dinners, with their overly complicated hors d'oeuvres that couldn't satisfy a gnat that she was sunjected to attend were grating thin on her nerves. Those pretend women in skirts and gauche finery wouldn't dream of knowing a proper meal as this! Fulgrine let out a stifled moan of pleasure and she felt her toes curl inside her sneakers as she began to chew. Savouring every burst of flavour that washed over her tongue before languidly sliding down her throat. She lingered on every bite, chewing slowly so she could enjoy every last mouthful of her burger, stopping occasionally to take a sip of her milkshake, adding the artificial mixture of strawberry and dairy cream to break up the onslaught of grox and bacon.
			Instantly her tastebuds were assaulted by a wave of grease, charred meat, and deep fried batter.
			Sweet throne, this was what she was missing!

			All those high society dinners, with their overly complicated hors d'oeuvres that couldn't satisfy a gnat that she was sunjected to attend were grating thin on her nerves. Those pretend women in skirts and gauche finery wouldn't dream of knowing a proper meal as this! Fulgrine let out a stifled moan of pleasure and she felt her toes curl inside her sneakers as she began to chew. Savouring every burst of flavour that washed over her tongue before languidly sliding down her throat. She lingered on every bite, chewing slowly so she could enjoy every last mouthful of her burger, stopping occasionally to take a sip of her milkshake, adding the artificial mixture of strawberry and dairy cream to break up the onslaught of grox and bacon.

	Before long, she looked down at her hands, the fingers covered in meat juice, grease, and sauce as she beheld the last bite of her burger. Almost mornfully, she popped the remainder in her mouth and swallowed, a small pang in her heart as her experience had come to an end. The plastek platter was flecked with sauce and crumbs from the curly fries, the tin cup that once held her milkshake now drained of all substance. Such a shame, she thought as she licked her fingers clean. A wonderful meal, ended too soon.		Before long, she looked down at her hands, the fingers covered in meat juice, grease, and sauce as she beheld the last bite of her burger. Almost mornfully, she popped the remainder in her mouth and swallowed, a small pang in her heart as her experience had come to an end. The plastek platter was flecked with sauce and crumbs from the curly fries, the tin cup that once held her milkshake now drained of all substance. Such a shame, she thought as she licked her fingers clean. A wonderful meal, ended too soon.
	Although, it didn't have to end...		Although, it didn't have to end...

2001:8003:C546:3700:693A:6EFC:9EFC:AF4C: /* Magna's Den */

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Magna's Den

2001:8003:C546:3700:693A:6EFC:9EFC:AF4C: /* Sanguinia's Anon */

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Sanguinia's Anon

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	===Sanguinia's Anon===		===Sanguinia's Anon===
	You wait patiently at attention. The faint clack of silverware against fine china echoes throughout the stately room as your Lady Sanguinia quietly eats her meal. The sumptuous smell of the roasted grox, the rich pepper sauce, the sauteed fungus and vegetables, all served with a bottle of rich Merlot from the Monestary's vineyards all are enough to make your mouth water. But you persevere. The two cups of recaff you had for breakfast this morning are enough to keep you going for now. Your duty to serve your Lady isn't finished yet.
			You wait patiently at attention.

			The faint clack of silverware against fine china echoes throughout the stately room as your Lady Sanguinia quietly eats her meal. The sumptuous smell of the roasted grox, the rich pepper sauce, the sauteed fungus and vegetables, all served with a bottle of rich Merlot from the Monestary's vineyards all are enough to make your mouth water. But you persevere. The two cups of recaff you had for breakfast this morning are enough to keep you going for now. Your duty to serve your Lady isn't finished yet.

	“So Anon, have you completed the tasks I set for you?” Lady Sanguinia asks, gently carving a dainty piece of grox from the steak.		“So Anon, have you completed the tasks I set for you?” Lady Sanguinia asks, gently carving a dainty piece of grox from the steak.

	You stand up straighter. ”I have, my Lady.” you affirm.		You stand up straighter. ”I have, my Lady.” you affirm.

	”Really? Are floors clean?”		”Really? Are floors clean?”

	”Indeed, My Lady. Floors are mopped and the carpets cleansed.”		”Indeed, My Lady. Floors are mopped and the carpets cleansed.”

	”And what about the windows?” she asks, her honeyed voice reaching your ears as she turns to face you, her eyes wandering over your form as she appraised you like one would a trusty tool.		”And what about the windows?” she asks, her honeyed voice reaching your ears as she turns to face you, her eyes wandering over your form as she appraised you like one would a trusty tool.

	”Crystal clear, My Lady. Curtains have been steam cleaned and restored.”		”Crystal clear, My Lady. Curtains have been steam cleaned and restored.”

	”The bed and the laundry?”		”The bed and the laundry?”

	”Your bed has been made with fresh sheets, pillows have been fluffed, bed frame polished, and all laundry has been washed, pressed, and put away for you, My Lady.”		”Your bed has been made with fresh sheets, pillows have been fluffed, bed frame polished, and all laundry has been washed, pressed, and put away for you, My Lady.”
	She crosses one leg over the other as she listens to you, your eyes not once glancing at her as you stare straight ahead. “Relax, anon. You're not one of my Astartes on the parade ground. You can look at me, you know.”
			She crosses one shapely leg over the other as she listens to you, your eyes not once glancing at her as you stare straight ahead.

			“Relax, anon. You're not one of my Astartes on the parade ground. You can look at me, you know.”

	Your shoulders relax slightly as you turn your head to face her and smile weakly. Her face was nothing short of perfect. Her almond shaped eyes flanked a sculpted celestial nose, with high cheekbones complimenting her heart-shaped face. Her golden hair fell in ringlets to frame her face, resting on her shoulders where a pair of snow-white wings rested behind her back. You dare not look any further, and quickly turn away, earning a small chuckle from your Lady.		Your shoulders relax slightly as you turn your head to face her and smile weakly. Her face was nothing short of perfect. Her almond shaped eyes flanked a sculpted celestial nose, with high cheekbones complimenting her heart-shaped face. Her golden hair fell in ringlets to frame her face, resting on her shoulders where a pair of snow-white wings rested behind her back. You dare not look any further, and quickly turn away, earning a small chuckle from your Lady.

	”I see that you've also polished the furniture, scrubbed the walls, and even polished the chandelier, Anon. And finally, you've prepared the evening meal. Quite the day's work for you, well done.”		”I see that you've also polished the furniture, scrubbed the walls, and even polished the chandelier, Anon. And finally, you've prepared the evening meal. Quite the day's work for you, well done.”

	”It's my honour to serve you, Lady Sanguinia.” you reply finally, your mouth feeling like sandpaper as you go back to looking straight ahead.		”It's my honour to serve you, Lady Sanguinia.” you reply finally, your mouth feeling like sandpaper as you go back to looking straight ahead.

	”And now, the final question.” You feel a hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn your head quickly, your eyes filled with the sight of your Femarch's face staring into your eyes as if she was gazing into your soul, concern in every inch of that angelic face.		”And now, the final question.” You feel a hand on your shoulder, causing you to turn your head quickly, your eyes filled with the sight of your Femarch's face staring into your eyes as if she was gazing into your soul, concern in every inch of that angelic face.

	"Are you taking care of yourself? Your eyes are bloodshot, your voice is raspy, your posture is weak, and your complexion is pale. You know this didn't have to be done in a single day.”		"Are you taking care of yourself? Your eyes are bloodshot, your voice is raspy, your posture is weak, and your complexion is pale. You know this didn't have to be done in a single day.”

	You manage a smile. “All in a day's work, my Lady.” you answer finally, feeling yourself wilt under her gaze. “I'm fine, really.”		You manage a smile. “All in a day's work, my Lady.” you answer finally, feeling yourself wilt under her gaze. “I'm fine, really.”

	”I'll be the judge of that, Anon.” Sanguinia countered, her voice stern. “You're dismissed. Go shower and get some rest. That's an order.”		”I'll be the judge of that, Anon.” Sanguinia countered, her voice stern. “You're dismissed. Go shower and get some rest. That's an order.”

	"...As you wish, my Lady.”		"...As you wish, my Lady.”

			- - -

	Your body is bone tired.		Your body is bone tired.

	After a quick shower, you managed to choke down a quick legume paste sandwich before collapsing in your cot, your little room adjoining the Lady Sanguinia's in case you were needed at any time.		After a quick shower, you managed to choke down a quick legume paste sandwich before collapsing in your cot, your little room adjoining the Lady Sanguinia's in case you were needed at any time.

	None of this is important right now. The caffeine has worn off. You pull your blanket over your form before finally falling asleep, your dreams filled with angelic hands carrying you off into a cloud of feathers and comfort.		None of this is important right now. The caffeine has worn off. You pull your blanket over your form before finally falling asleep, your dreams filled with angelic hands carrying you off into a cloud of feathers and comfort.

	You let out a small groan as you awaken. In the thick morning fog clouding your mind, you let out a small hum of comfort as you take a moment to lean your head back into the wonderfully large and soft pillows behind you, enjoying how they cradled your head combined with the luxurious way your silk sheets sing across your skin. You could almost stay like this forever, but you must prepare the Lady Sanguinia's breakfast.		- - -

			You let out a small groan as you awaken.

			In the thick morning fog clouding your mind, you let out a small hum of comfort as you take a moment to lean your head back into the wonderfully large and soft pillows behind you, enjoying how they cradled your head combined with the luxurious way your silk sheets sing across your skin. You could almost stay like this forever, but you must prepare the Lady Sanguinia's breakfast.

	...maybe five more minutes, she deserves to sleep in.		...maybe five more minutes, she deserves to sleep in.

	You smile, and feel a shift behind you as something tightens around your middle, almost as if you were embraced by the arms of an angel.		You smile, and feel a shift behind you as something tightens around your middle, almost as if you were embraced by the arms of an angel.

	Then a faint thread of logic begins to worm its way through the morning fog and into your mind.		Then a faint thread of logic begins to worm its way through the morning fog and into your mind.

	...Your bedsheets are simple cotton, not silk.		...Your bedsheets are simple cotton, not silk.

	Those are not pillows.		Those are not pillows.

	Those are actual arms around you.		Those are actual arms around you.

	Your eyes fly open and all you see is a wall of pure white feathers, causing your body to freeze as you realise where exactly you are.		Your eyes fly open and all you see is a wall of pure white feathers, causing your body to freeze as you realise where exactly you are.

	Your heart is hammering in your chest as you hear a small hum of comfort above you, the faint pressure of a chin resting upon your head as Lady Sanguinia pulls you in closer, keenly aware of how her white silk night gown – the one you washed only yesterday – pressed into your bare back.		Your heart is hammering in your chest as you hear a small hum of comfort above you, the faint pressure of a chin resting upon your head as Lady Sanguinia pulls you in closer, keenly aware of how her white silk night gown – the one you washed only yesterday – pressed into your bare back.

	...Maybe you should wear more than boxers to bed from now on.		...Maybe you should wear more than boxers to bed from now on.

	“Mmmm...g'morning Anon...” you hear the honeyed voice of your Mistress murmur.		“Mmmm...g'morning Anon...” you hear the honeyed voice of your Mistress murmur.

	”Umm, g-good morning, My Lady.”		”Umm, g-good morning, My Lady.”

	”Relax, you've got the day off today...” she purred, giving your body a small squeeze of affirmation.		”Relax, you've got the day off today...” she purred, giving your body a small squeeze of affirmation.

	Not sure on how to handle this situation, you tried to take a few deep breaths to calm yourself down, but the scent of honeysuckle and pear that Lady Sanguinia liked to wear only made things worse.		Not sure on how to handle this situation, you tried to take a few deep breaths to calm yourself down, but the scent of honeysuckle and pear that Lady Sanguinia liked to wear only made things worse.

	”...I'm sorry, Anon.” She began, hugging you like a child would a beloved toy. “You pushed yourself so hard for my sake. I...sometimes forget that others cannot do what I can in so short a time. You nearly destroyed yourself completing those chores when you should have had a team of serfs to assist you. I...hope you can forgive me.”		”...I'm sorry, Anon.” She began, hugging you like a child would a beloved toy. “You pushed yourself so hard for my sake. I...sometimes forget that others cannot do what I can in so short a time. You nearly destroyed yourself completing those chores when you should have had a team of serfs to assist you. I...hope you can forgive me.”

	”Umm, there's nothing to forgive, my Lady.” You manage back, completely blindsided by this confession from your mistress. “I live to serve you. I...actually enjoy serving you and I feel that all the work is worth it.”		”Umm, there's nothing to forgive, my Lady.” You manage back, completely blindsided by this confession from your mistress. “I live to serve you. I...actually enjoy serving you and I feel that all the work is worth it.”
	”Aww, you're so sweet.” Sanguinia smiled, gently stroking your hair as she thought, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. “From now on, you shall have a team of servants working under you. You get Sundays off...And you are to sleep with me from now on.”
			”Aww, you're so sweet.” Sanguinia smiled, gently stroking your hair as she thought, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine.

			“From now on, you shall have a team of servants working under you. You get Sundays off...And you are to sleep with me from now on.”

	”I..err...I don't know what to say...”		”I..err...I don't know what to say...”

	”You don't need to say anything, dear Anon...” Sanguinia answered warmly. “Just rest, and relax.”		”You don't need to say anything, dear Anon...” Sanguinia answered warmly. “Just rest, and relax.”

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The Beginning

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	===Magna's Den===		===Magna's Den===
	"...Claudius beckoned his lover closer, his eyes lingering on Jason's open silk shirt, the night air playfully opening the fabric to reveal his sweat slick abs.		"...Claudius beckoned his lover closer, his eyes lingering on Jason's open silk shirt, the night air playfully opening the fabric to reveal his sweat slick abs.

	"But Claudius, what if the Lady catches us?" Jason asked, his voice trembling. Claudius'es tight leather trousers grew tighter as he held Jason close, their pecs brushing against each other as they embraced in the cold night air.		"But Claudius, what if the Lady catches us?" Jason asked, his voice trembling. Claudius'es tight leather trousers grew tighter as he held Jason close, their pecs brushing against each other as they embraced in the cold night air.

	"My darling Jason, No-one could ever tear us apart. My love for you will penetrate any barrier the Lady will place between us."		"My darling Jason, No-one could ever tear us apart. My love for you will penetrate any barrier the Lady will place between us."
	With a smouldering look, Claudius reached down to gently stroke his Jason's..."		With a smouldering look, Claudius reached down to gently stroke his Jason's..."
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	"...With a smouldering look in his eyes, Claudius reached down to tenderly stroke Jason's-"		"...With a smouldering look in his eyes, Claudius reached down to tenderly stroke Jason's-"

	"HEY SIS!"		"HEY SIS!"

	Magna yelped and quickly clicked away from her story as Lara burst through the door, grinning madly at the sight of her sister wild-eyed and glaring daggers at her.		Magna yelped and quickly clicked away from her story as Lara burst through the door, grinning madly at the sight of her sister wild-eyed and glaring daggers at her.

	"By the warp, Lara, have you ever heard of knocking!?"		"By the warp, Lara, have you ever heard of knocking!?"
	"What? It's not like I caught you with your hands down your knickers, did I?" Lara chortled, picking her way past the empty cans and stacks of books to peer over a deeply blushing Magna's shoulder at the cogitator screen.
			"What? It's not like I caught you with your hands down your knickers, did I?" Lara chortled, picking her way past the empty cans and
			stacks of books to peer over a deeply blushing Magna's shoulder at the cogitator screen.

	"Lara! Who said you can just barge into my room like-"		"Lara! Who said you can just barge into my room like-"

	"...Chogorian underwater basket weaving?" Lara cocked her head quizzically to the side, trying to understand what she was looking at. "...This is what you've been staying cooped up here for? Girl, we've gotta get you out of here."		"...Chogorian underwater basket weaving?" Lara cocked her head quizzically to the side, trying to understand what she was looking at. "...This is what you've been staying cooped up here for? Girl, we've gotta get you out of here."

	Magna glared hotly at Lara, the red cyclops catching a whiff of liquor on her sister's breath as she pulled out a phone and began typing.		Magna glared hotly at Lara, the red cyclops catching a whiff of liquor on her sister's breath as she pulled out a phone and began typing.

	"Lara.." Began Magna. "I'm fine. I really want to finish this project before my legion's shipped off. Can't this wait?"		"Lara.." Began Magna. "I'm fine. I really want to finish this project before my legion's shipped off. Can't this wait?"

	Lara paused in her typing to give Magna a look that spoke volumes. "Maggie, girl, you need to have a social life. Get out of this room! Meet a cute boy! Socialise!" With this Lara grabbed Magna's arm and began to pull her up, the chair wheeling over a little as Magna tried to stop her sister.		Lara paused in her typing to give Magna a look that spoke volumes. "Maggie, girl, you need to have a social life. Get out of this room! Meet a cute boy! Socialise!" With this Lara grabbed Magna's arm and began to pull her up, the chair wheeling over a little as Magna tried to stop her sister.

	"But Lara! I've gotta-!"		"But Lara! I've gotta-!"

	"No buts, Maggie, I'm not taking no for an answer." Lara retorted, finally managing to get Magna out of her chair. "C'mon, let's get you showered. Brunhilda's holding a party at the barracks and it'll be the best thing for you right now. your baskets can wait until you get back."		"No buts, Maggie, I'm not taking no for an answer." Lara retorted, finally managing to get Magna out of her chair. "C'mon, let's get you showered. Brunhilda's holding a party at the barracks and it'll be the best thing for you right now. your baskets can wait until you get back."

	With that, Lara took the protesting Magna by the shoulders and marched her out of the room, the cogitator left alone and forgotten.		With that, Lara took the protesting Magna by the shoulders and marched her out of the room, the cogitator left alone and forgotten.

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	The Empress looked down at these fools.		The Empress looked down at these fools.

	Through some sick joke of those warp-spawned tumours that parade around as gods, what could only be called a gaggle of misfit humans now stood before her, either trying to avoid her gaze or Staring at her with a mixture of bewilderment and abject terror in their eyes. A quick skim through their minds revealed all she needed to know about these souls.		Through some sick joke of those warp-spawned tumours that parade around as gods, what could only be called a gaggle of misfit humans now stood before her, either trying to avoid her gaze or Staring at her with a mixture of bewilderment and abject terror in their eyes. A quick skim through their minds revealed all she needed to know about these souls.
	They were from early M3.
	They were not of this universe.		*They were from early M3.
	They had an uncomfortable amount of knowledge of a similar universe to this one.
			*They were not of this universe.

			*They had an uncomfortable amount of knowledge of a similar universe to this one.

	Fortunately, the third point made them somewhat useful, and so after a quick deliberation, she had summoned them all to her throne room to make her judgement.		Fortunately, the third point made them somewhat useful, and so after a quick deliberation, she had summoned them all to her throne room to make her judgement.

	”I have decided.” The Empress began, watching them all flinch at her voice. “I will send you all off to serve my daughters, for them to do with you as they see fit. Any questions?”		”I have decided.” The Empress began, watching them all flinch at her voice. “I will send you all off to serve my daughters, for them to do with you as they see fit. Any questions?”

	She watched one raise his hand, causing The Empress to exhale through her nose. “Yes, you're being assigned to Petra. Companion?” she asked the custodian beside her throne, who had stood silently throughout this encounter. “Take them to the spaceport. I have some important business to attend to.”		She watched one raise his hand, causing The Empress to exhale through her nose. “Yes, you're being assigned to Petra. Companion?” she asked the custodian beside her throne, who had stood silently throughout this encounter. “Take them to the spaceport. I have some important business to attend to.”

	With a silent nod, the Companion stepped forward and began ushering the humans toward one of the smaller halls, The Empress watching them leave before letting her shoulders sag.		With a silent nod, the Companion stepped forward and began ushering the humans toward one of the smaller halls, The Empress watching them leave before letting her shoulders sag.

	“Are you sure that's wise, Empress?” A contralto voice beside her asked, the Empress feeling a familiar mind brush against hers, causing a smile to creep on her voice.		“Are you sure that's wise, Empress?” A contralto voice beside her asked, the Empress feeling a familiar mind brush against hers, causing a smile to creep on her voice.

	“They are the biggest group of misfits that I've had to handle, Malkador.” The Empress answered wearily, pinching the bridge of her nose. “But they do have their uses. Either my daughters will set them straight and they will prove to be of great use, or they will perish and no longer be a problem.”		“They are the biggest group of misfits that I've had to handle, Malkador.” The Empress answered wearily, pinching the bridge of her nose. “But they do have their uses. Either my daughters will set them straight and they will prove to be of great use, or they will perish and no longer be a problem.”

	”...Very well, Empress.” Malkador answered, shifting her grip on her staff before continuing.		”...Very well, Empress.” Malkador answered, shifting her grip on her staff before continuing.

	”So...what will you do now?”		”So...what will you do now?”

	”My friend,” The Empress began, standing up from her throne and stepping down onto the polished marble floor of the throne room. “I think I shall take the afternoon off.”		”My friend,” The Empress began, standing up from her throne and stepping down onto the polished marble floor of the throne room. “I think I shall take the afternoon off.”

			- - -

	This was a good idea.		This was a good idea.

	The Empress sighed with contentment as she sipped at the contents of a hollowed out pineapple, the exquisite taste of pineapple juice, coconut milk, and rum dancing in her mouth before sliding down her throat.		The Empress sighed with contentment as she sipped at the contents of a hollowed out pineapple, the exquisite taste of pineapple juice, coconut milk, and rum dancing in her mouth before sliding down her throat.

	She had had this pool – comparable to the ones used in the Olympics of Old Earth - built specifically for her to relax after the trials and tribulations of running a galaxy. Situated on one of the spires in the imperial palace, the polished granite and marble was her retreat from the rest of the galaxy. Along with the fruit and palm trees she had ordered grown for her personal use that now surrounded the edge of her retreat, meant that she had everything she needed to relax and unwind at her beck and call.		She had had this pool – comparable to the ones used in the Olympics of Old Earth - built specifically for her to relax after the trials and tribulations of running a galaxy. Situated on one of the spires in the imperial palace, the polished granite and marble was her retreat from the rest of the galaxy. Along with the fruit and palm trees she had ordered grown for her personal use that now surrounded the edge of her retreat, meant that she had everything she needed to relax and unwind at her beck and call.

	The fact that her companions could mix an above average Pina Colada helped immensely.		The fact that her companions could mix an above average Pina Colada helped immensely.

	She set her now empty pineapple down on the golden table beside her and stretched out on her deck chair, enjoying the series of pops that raced up her spine before settling back down, taking a moment to adjust the girls in her golden bikini top before lacing her fingers behind her head and listened to the gentle lapping of the water in the pool before her.		She set her now empty pineapple down on the golden table beside her and stretched out on her deck chair, enjoying the series of pops that raced up her spine before settling back down, taking a moment to adjust the girls in her golden bikini top before lacing her fingers behind her head and listened to the gentle lapping of the water in the pool before her.
	After a few minutes of peaceful serenity, another presence approached the pool, causing a faint smile to grow on The Empress'es face. She knew who this was.		After a few minutes of peaceful serenity, another presence approached the pool, causing a faint smile to grow on The Empress'es face. She knew who this was.

	Propping herself up on one arm, the Empress peered over her sunglasses to observe the daily task of one of her custodes, a task she had allocated to him specifically.		Propping herself up on one arm, the Empress peered over her sunglasses to observe the daily task of one of her custodes, a task she had allocated to him specifically.

	His bronzed skin glistening in the sunlight, the custodes took up one of the nets from beside the pool and began to dip it into the crystal blue waters beside him, his deliciously sculpted muscles flexing under his toned skin as he fished out any leaves that had fallen into the pool one by one.		His bronzed skin glistening in the sunlight, the custodes took up one of the nets from beside the pool and began to dip it into the crystal blue waters beside him, his deliciously sculpted muscles flexing under his toned skin as he fished out any leaves that had fallen into the pool one by one.

	His flowing raven hair, his well-oiled muscles, the golden micro shorts that consisted of his sole uniform...		His flowing raven hair, his well-oiled muscles, the golden micro shorts that consisted of his sole uniform...

	...She was having a good day when she created this one.		...She was having a good day when she created this one.

	She bit the corner of her bottom lip when the custodes stretched his arms up above his head, facing his back to her as instructed. Her eyes played along his rippling lats and trapezius, down along his lower back to his...wonderful glutes. She know she shouldn't, but maybe, just this once...		She bit the corner of her bottom lip when the custodes stretched his arms up above his head, facing his back to her as instructed. Her eyes played along his rippling lats and trapezius, down along his lower back to his...wonderful glutes. She know she shouldn't, but maybe, just this once...

	The sensation of a pair of souls approaching her put an end to this fantasy of hers. One was a shining beacon compared to the mere candle flame beside it, the soul light brimming with piety and adoration directed towards her.		The sensation of a pair of souls approaching her put an end to this fantasy of hers. One was a shining beacon compared to the mere candle flame beside it, the soul light brimming with piety and adoration directed towards her.

	Why did she have to show up now?		Why did she have to show up now?

	”Hello, Lorgara.” She greeted flatly, turning to face her daughter.		”Hello, Lorgara.” She greeted flatly, turning to face her daughter.

	She had that same silly grin on her face that she always had.		She had that same silly grin on her face that she always had.

	Lorgara stood beside her, wearing a plain grey bikini with a stylised 17 emblazoned on the right cup and holding a silver platter with a fresh pina colada resting upon it.		Lorgara stood beside her, wearing a plain grey bikini with a stylised 17 emblazoned on the right cup and holding a silver platter with a fresh pina colada resting upon it.

	Standing behind her, wearing naught but a pair of grey swimming trunks and – was that a bow-tie? - was the anon she had sent to assist her, a thoroughly embarrassed look plastered over his face.		Standing behind her, wearing naught but a pair of grey swimming trunks and – was that a bow-tie? - was the anon she had sent to assist her, a thoroughly embarrassed look plastered over his face.

	“Good Afternoon, Mother!” Lorgara piped up, her silly grin gaining a slight crazed look. “I noticed your drink was empty, so I took the liberty of making you a new one!”		“Good Afternoon, Mother!” Lorgara piped up, her silly grin gaining a slight crazed look. “I noticed your drink was empty, so I took the liberty of making you a new one!”

	The Empress looked down at the hollowed out pineapple, complete with paper umbrella and curly straw resting on the platter. “Well, thank you, Lorgara. But I assume that was not why you decided to come here. In my private pool?”		The Empress looked down at the hollowed out pineapple, complete with paper umbrella and curly straw resting on the platter. “Well, thank you, Lorgara. But I assume that was not why you decided to come here. In my private pool?”

	“Oh! I just wanted to thank you for this Anon you had sent to aid me! He's been an absolute breath of fresh air to talk to!”		“Oh! I just wanted to thank you for this Anon you had sent to aid me! He's been an absolute breath of fresh air to talk to!”

	”You're welcome, daughter.” The Empress accepted, taking the fresh drink from the platter and setting it on the table beside her deck chair. “Just make sure to take care of him. He's just a human, so keep that in mind.”		”You're welcome, daughter.” The Empress accepted, taking the fresh drink from the platter and setting it on the table beside her deck chair. “Just make sure to take care of him. He's just a human, so keep that in mind.”

	”Oh, I certainly will, Mother! I'll feed him, and train him, and we'll discuss all sorts of things, and brush each others' hair, and-”		”Oh, I certainly will, Mother! I'll feed him, and train him, and we'll discuss all sorts of things, and brush each others' hair, and-”

	”Lorgara?”		”Lorgara?”

	”Yes, Mother?”		”Yes, Mother?”

	”Don't you have a sector to take your legion to capture?” The Empress asked knowingly.		”Don't you have a sector to take your legion to capture?” The Empress asked knowingly.

	Lorgara theatrically smacked her forehead. “Oh of course! Silly me, I better get right onto that! Come along, Anon!”		Lorgara theatrically smacked her forehead. “Oh of course! Silly me, I better get right onto that! Come along, Anon!”

	She took her anon by the hand and quickly scampered to leave the retreat, leaving the Empress alone once more with her custodian.		She took her anon by the hand and quickly scampered to leave the retreat, leaving the Empress alone once more with her custodian.

	”That silly girl is going to be the death of me...” The Empress muttered, taking up the fresh pineapple and sipping gingerly at the contents.		”That silly girl is going to be the death of me...” The Empress muttered, taking up the fresh pineapple and sipping gingerly at the contents.

	...Dammit, that was an excellent Pina Colada.		...Dammit, that was an excellent Pina Colada.