( lilith's in the bar when he arrives, glass of whiskey in her hand, eyes glancing towards the door periodically, though she's hardly engaging with anyone else there, aside from perhaps the bartender infrequently.
it means that she's easy to spot, particularly when she moves from her stool in his direction, her presence beckoning him closer even before she speaks )
This way.
( rather than lead him to her private room she keeps him in the bar, taking them to a quieter corner, said bartender bringing over a second glass and the bottle of whiskey that she'd already been drinking from )
I thought it best to check in now that you're more settled.
( even if he had been before certain events are now over )
[It might be a bad idea, meeting Lilith on what's likely something of a home turf for her, but Crowley's fairly confident that she isn't interested in fucking him over. At least as long as he plays nice.
So he turns up, follows her when she asks, and takes a careful seat once they've reached their destination. Despite the faint paranoia, Crowley looks relaxed as anything, but that's a long-practiced art.]
A bit hard to settle in the middle of a war, but I've done my best. Think I've got myself something of a job, that'll be interesting.
[He's never really worked, outside of Hell-business.]
Hi Mr Crowley, sorry to bother you again so soon, but would you be interested in tea or something like that? I'm trying to keep being social, and you don't seem to react as badly to the Lonely as a lot of people do.
( that was curious and also tied in with one of the things that lilith wanted to discuss. one of the things that she was unhappy with having to do but she was a survivor. and also pretty confident that she could be in control of the situation even without it being in her name )
And what would that be?
( she'd never gotten a job in her time here but she'd made some very lucrative decisions in her first few weeks that had significantly set her up )
Nothing terribly exciting, growing herbs and nightshades for an apothecary in the city.
[He hadn't been expecting himself to end up working, at least not so soon, but he also doesn't do entirely well with idleness. Rest and relaxation, sure, in between and around assignments for Hell he's always made room for pleasure. That isn't the same as having nothing, though.
And this works well for him. It keeps him busy without requiring him to interact with people he mightn't like, or deal with impositions on his schedule. As long as the plants grow, which they will, everything will be simple.]
( if he's being generous already-- maybe this whole thing would manage to go in her favour )
Then you'll be aware that someone of my position is more-- disadvantaged than they previously were. I have contracts with other submissives-- ( so she's not entirely screwed, though considering the dominant she had also held a contract with has now left it hasn't made her position any easier.
which means there's a reason why she's suggesting it. someone like lilith with her disagreements surrounding submission-- she has a plan in place for this, particularly since he'll be the one in charge. on paper )
Though the Creator would make it so that even contracted without a dominant there is little I can do in this city.
[It's something that he'd considered as a potential... downside, to the Creator gaining the upper hand in the conflict, though he wouldn't change it.
Maybe he would, if he'd been marked the way Lilith has been.]
You want to contract with me. [Not a question, he can understand why he's the choice she's making here. They may not know each other well, but they both know that she's more powerful than he is. That outweighs social standing.] You've already got some ground rules in mind, I take it?
( it's lilith, of course she has some ground rules in mind )
Our quotas are our own business. ( she had no issues taking care of her own and she'd expect him to sort his out. she wouldn't ask for the details either )
You'll also need to be present if I purchase anything. ( rather than the old trick of just having permission ) Aside from that-- my life is my own. You don't control it and I ensure that my business does not reflect on you.
( it's unlikely she'd even mention to people who she'd contracted with. she hadn't for anyone else )
[The last thing he wants to do is think about mixing up quotas into this, so that stipulation is perfectly fine by him. The rest of it is all perfectly reasonable.]
I wouldn't dream of trying to control you. [Sincerely, but he makes a little considering sound. He's fairly sure he'll do this, it's just a question of all the specifics.] Who do you have contracts with? Out of curiosity.
( she pauses, considering, not knowing him well enough yet to know whether it would sway his hand )
They're under my protection. And should their actions be detrimental in any way my responsibility.
( that wasn't how the city would see it, particularly not when he was the dominant, technically overseeing the contracts that she already held but it was her reassurance that she'd handle anything that they did )
[There's two sides to that answer. On one hand, he is essentially taking some kind of responsibility for her already existing contracts and knowing who they're with would be nice.
But he can respect that she's discrete, that she wants to protect their privacy.]
We'll put that in the contract, if you'd like, and you're welcome to tell them about me. [About what he is. He'll trust her judgement on that front, as much as he worries it might be the wrong thing to do.] Look, don't take this the wrong way, cause it's not about whether or not you can protect yourself, but this place seems to have more than a few tricks up its sleeve, and I've seen how submissives are treated. Is there something we can write into this thing that'll add an extra layer of protection?
[If he's got this privilege, he might as well actually use it for more than just helping her buy things.]
There may be something. ( there had always been fine loopholes to find which was how lilith had ended up with her contracts in the first place. she didn't know about this new leadership but she was all for exploiting the system )
Though I do have one request, something that will need to be worded carefully. ( the others had been conditions of agreement. this was just purely something that she wanted ) Somewhere to live in the Up. Privately.
( since her previous dominant left she'd been staying at the gray room rather than returning to the down, breaking the rules a little but it was an establishment rather than anyone's home. she'd rather have something else, to have additional privacy for her business )
It would need to be in your name but you may be able to specify it for my use. Careful wording with it will aid with writing the rest.
( and she wasn't offended by his statement, appreciative that he'd considered it. he wasn't a stupid demon )
[That might be the easiest request to fulfil, if only because of his own feelings about the Down.]
Sure. I've been thinking about looking into finding myself a proper flat, too, somewhere more my style. Might as well get a second property while I'm at it.
[Obviously it'll be her choice what kind of place she wants, but maybe it'll save some time and effort on both their parts if they can do some of the realty nonsense together.]
That's a yes to the whole thing, if that wasn't clear. Though if it's all the same to you, I wouldn't mind getting a real lawyer involved for writing it up, so we're both protected.
[It'll reduce the risk of either one of them trying to slip in something that'd make life difficult.]
[Once there's whiskey in his glass, Crowley raises it in a toast, before taking a sip.]
Might be best if it's a stranger.
[A truly neutral party, as it were.
As for the requests on his end, Crowley shrugs.]
Don't screw me over? [A small thing, really.] Supposed I'd appreciate your help, if I ever find myself in a sticky situation, but there's no need for that to be in writing.
[He's willing to let that be a gentleman's agreement.]
[For all he might have considered it a favor β regardless of whether he needed assistance sorting out a contract β he wouldn't have put it so plainly. In his experience, help that comes because it's owed, isn't half as good as help freely given.
So there's a brief smile that's sincere, grateful.]
Those bloody profiles, right? They weren't exactly flattering. [He's not to cut up about his, really, it felt more stupid than anything.] I don't think anyone's going to immediately leap to the truth, Lilith's a common enough name.
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