We just wanted to say goodbye separately this time." No more than a few days, remember," he admonished. "And no transmissions, mental or radio unless ...here is a dire emergency. When the aliens come this way, if they do, I want them to come in fat, dumb and happy, and certainly not expecting anything other than a backward planet as far as they are concerned. And you do not take any risks. Promise me on that one." The Prime's voice had hardened on the last statement."I promise. We won't take any. As I said, she preferred to keep her social activity with the dusty upper class of the Empire to an absolute minimum.And so the staff working at Croft Mansion was also very sparse. Lara placed little value on flashing staircases and entrance halls that were cleaned down to the last fluff of dust. Some outbuildings and even parts of the main house were simply not used by her, or at least very rarely. She spent most of her time in her study, the library or the various rooms in which the Croft. It was designed to give an augmented reality experience to the user. You simply needed to open your hand and you’d have a whole screen to browse the web with in the palm of your hand, without having to charge.No one foresaw the war. Hell, no one knows how the war began. All anyone knows is that all the people who had been apart of the 2nd stage Asgard project suddenly decided to turn deadly violent and began to wage an all out war against their brothers and sisters.The war began on the year. “Service me,” she commanded and bit into the chocolate a second time.He seemed to separate from the shadows and he moved forward. The bed creaked as he lay between her legs still fully clothed. She felt his tongue touch her womanhood. She spread her legs wider and dug her heels deeper into the bed. He was so good at this. She’d told him once before he probably earned a Ph.D. in Oral Arts while he was in college. All the women before her would have been very happy with his predation. “Service me.