Bloody Encounter.

"I need some time to think about it." Leia finally says, her tone calm and indifferent. Mark pauses before he sighs with what seems to be exasperation.

"Fine Leia. But my offer stands. Don't take too much time thinking about it." He croons in her ear. Leia can practically taste his impatience.

She doesn't reply as she hangs up on him. Exhaustion seems to weigh on her bones, making them feel heavier than usual. With a groan the brunette curls up in her bed and falls asleep, thoughts of Mark's offer still bouncing around her Brain.

The next day finds Leia sprawled on her couch with still no answer to the veritable problem that is Mark's proposition.

Leia can see the pros of working for Mark. It would give her an edge when it came to interactions with him and most importantly it would give her the precious information that she needs. But she can also see the cons. The numerous cons.

"Ugh…" the woman moans as she flings her arm over her face.

"All this thinking is going to give me an aneu