<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/6967b0c6e37e4256ceb19752f7a86432_zpsvu9js3d0.png)</div>Name: Sarika<br/>Time: Early Morning<br/>Location: Garden<br/>Tagging: Open, Mai, Mitra, Lucine<br/>Notes: I win! The prize is a concussion.<br/><hr/><br/>Sarika blinked a few times, both because of the abuse her head had taken and, of much more immediate interest, the radiant presence of her Mistress.<br/>"...yes." She replied after a few moments. It was not, strictly speaking, a lie given the state the door was now in, although it had probably been perfectly fine until just a few moments ago.<br/>She dropped to a knee and lowered her gaze, both to show her undying respect and obedience and also because, even more than usual, Sarika found it hard to think while she looked at Mai, especially in her current state.<br/><br/>"How may I serve you?" she asked, even as her thoughts drifted off into some interesting directions.