Everything Can Be Hacked

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She pouted at him, giving him best puppy eyes, internally cursing his alertness. Maybe she should have gotten him drunk first damn it. “You promised,” she whispered, her voice raspier as she was forcing words out. She hoped that would convince him. Better not to break the character right?

She needed to find out what did he want and where the hell was her Lotor.

Lotor hesitated for an instant, during which he did several fast calculations.

Refusal of something his other self had promised would be suspicious. Karaa was unlikely to harm her beloved. He was really horny. Other Lotor trusted her enough to let her do this. Playing along was better for him. He was really really horny and wanted her to have her way with him, he wanted this, he needed her…

He nodded and put his hand back. “Sorry. I was just teasing you.”

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At first, the real Lotor had been horrified and struck with terrible guilt as he started to process all the terrible things he’d supposedly done, none of which he remembered. They didn’t sound like things he’d do or say, but he must have been horribly corrupted somehow.

Until one detail broke him from his despair. According to Ezor, he’d begun his Quintessence harvesting millennia ago.

He sure as hell would have remembered that. Something was wrong. This world was wrong. This… wasn’t his world.

"Teasing is a bad boy behaviour," she whispered. Thankfully this fit the scenario. "And bad boys get punished."