Cinani strikes back!

You look at the body before you – for a second you consider to just finish her off right here right now – while stomping her pussy. But quickly discard the thought. Your pride took some hit and really want to **** the bitch to restore your self-confidence, satiate your urges and assert your dominance... but she would probably not survive your 'ministrations'... in this state. You trace your fingers around the fresh wound on your head. The anger at your own naivety and rash actions is still fresh.

You turn to your OOM commander.

“Have a medical droid take care of her. When she is stable enough, transport her to detention centre to heavy security section.”

“Roger, Roger.”

You turn and spare a last glance at the twins.

“Such a waste.” You murmur and leave the restaurant.

You sit in your office and look at twelve OOM commanders standing before you. This are the commanders that you decided to use against the Muncau family. Fortunately Coulplu supplied you with rich list of Muncau family's assets.

“We will be taking down the Muncau family. I want you to start with lowest priority members, slowly making your way up. Those who surrender are to be arrested and transported to the administration building's prison. Those who resist are to be put down. If there are any wounded

[A1] finish them of.

[A2] transport them to prison and supply them with medical aid.”

“Roger, Roger.” Your droids confirm their orders and leave.

For a moment your thoughts return to the Coulplu and five other turncoats. You decide to

[B1]keep them in your service. You can find a work for hired muscle

[B2]get rid off them – they could easily betray you.

[B3]write in.

[B4] give them a chance to earn their place. Keep them under constant surveillance and test their loyalty on occasion. Any that so much as hint they might be willing to betray you will suffer unfortunate "accidents" (that can't be traced back to you).

Then there is Natkris. A very beautiful woman, yet a very dangerous **** adept who almost killed you... not to mention the humiliation you experienced at her hands. You decide to

[C1]execute her.

[C2]humiliate her publicly, then execute her. {duskford's option}

[C3]break her mind {reaper13's option}

[C4]write in

[C5]offer Rachaime to decide Natkris' fate.

Your deliberations are interrupted as Rachaime comes in.

“I heard that you returned from your meeting with-” the moment she sees the bandage on your head a worry crosses her face. “Are you alrig- no, of course you are not alright. You wouldn't be wearing a bandage if you were alright. Stupid question.”

You smile.

“That's merely a flesh wound.”

“...If you say so.” she doesn't look convinced but accepts your answer. She seems to hesitate for a moment and then “So Natkris is dead?” She asks both with fear and hope.

You answer

[D1]“She's dead.”

[D2]“She is my prisoner.”

[D3]“She escaped.”

[D4]write in

[D5] "She's not, I imprisoned her. I'll decide what will be of her later."

[D6] "Not dead, just captured. But when I'm done with her she'll wish she had died."

while you think that

[E1]'It's curious why she is so intense on having Natkris dead. Maybe I should interrogate Natkris and find out what is the history between them.'

[E2]'Whatever Natkris's done to her must've been bad. But it's not my place to pry. Rachaime's trust is more important than my curiosity.'

[E3]write in.

[E4]'This rather intense interest feels off. I could interrogate Natkris or Rachaime, but they could easily lie. I should see if I can find an investigator to discover what she can find about their relationship.'