[Agnes sends her an address. As always, it's her favorite cafe: the one that Crowley showed her, by the park in the Up. She'll be waiting at a table by the window with a cup of black coffee nestled between her hands.]
( she frowns slightly as she opens the surprisingly brief contract, something else that doesn't sit too right, turning it around to let agnes see it as she summarises )
It asks you to... essentially be part of my quota. To... fulfill any needs I have.
[She reads it over. Although Mrs. Sherington seems a bit uneasy, Agnes' expression doesn't change. It isn't anything terrible, really. It's not invasive or controlling or undermining.]
...I've been living in my assigned housing in the Down. I share the apartment with another submissive, though we keep to ourselves. A friend of mine offered to buy me a new home, but I felt it would be an unnecessary use of his funds.
[Considering that he has his own submissives, as well. Jon has better things to spend his money and concern on.]
( she nods slowly and she supposes at one point she'd understood that - as an angel she'd only ever really lived essentially, it wasn't until she was mortal and had begun really building a life that she saw other things as more necessary, though even then her spending was more scarce than a lot of humans )
Well, if you do ever want somewhere else to live or something that you'd need me to do for you I'd be happy to help you with it.
( and contract aside it might be nice to have a friend, she seemed like a very nice woman and she could understand her being in an unfortunate situation )
And... I hope this works out positively for you, as strange as that sounds.
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but then she notices the woman by the window, someone clearly looking for someone and takes a chance )
Hello. Are you Agnes?
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[She stares, though her intention isn't to be rude. The redhead can't help being a little off, sometimes.]
Hello.
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( she places her coffee on the table before offering a hand as she sits down, letting the paperwork also sit in front of her )
I admit that I found it strange at first receiving the contract, especially when you say that you're already contracted.
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[Agnes shakes her hand, and offers her a tentative smile. She couldn't possibly be another Elias.]
It's a little hard to believe; it feels too nice to be anything more than a trick.
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( and she has the slightest suspicion that maybe she's saving her from a terrible situation. god might not be here but it felt like his nudge )
Though... I do have concerns about some of what's written in it.
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What does it say?
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It asks you to... essentially be part of my quota. To... fulfill any needs I have.
( she's a little uncomfortable at that )
You don't need to.
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[She reads it over. Although Mrs. Sherington seems a bit uneasy, Agnes' expression doesn't change. It isn't anything terrible, really. It's not invasive or controlling or undermining.]
That's fine. It's preferable to alternatives.
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( she frowns again, wondering as she drinks her coffee whether that was something from her previous contract )
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[Of any kind, really, but particularly by the city.]
Failing quota is not recommended.
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Well, anyone that I do have sex with I'd prefer to be because that's what we both want, not because it's written that you need to.
( she knows how that sounds with this city but she does just mean the contract over the quota abd rules itself )
I'm not going to ask you to because the contract says it.
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[That's fine with her. More boundaries is always fine. It's a change from where she'd just been, with Elias.]
Perhaps you can use your status to change the terms, though I suppose they may currently be too busy to help.
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( famous last words in this place )
There are a few things I'd like to ask you though, just to get it out of the way I guess.
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[They're, generally, a waste of time.]
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( she smiles slightly )
Do you have somewhere to live?
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...I've been living in my assigned housing in the Down. I share the apartment with another submissive, though we keep to ourselves. A friend of mine offered to buy me a new home, but I felt it would be an unnecessary use of his funds.
[Considering that he has his own submissives, as well. Jon has better things to spend his money and concern on.]
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( unless agnes like where she was living. she hadn't yet had a reason to go there to see what they were like )
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I don't need any particular comforts.
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Don't need or don't want?
( or had her previous dominant refused it before? )
It's alright to want things.
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There is very little I crave.
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Well, if you do ever want somewhere else to live or something that you'd need me to do for you I'd be happy to help you with it.
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[And a bit unwarranted, she thinks, but decides to keep to herself. Agnes looks at her coffee.]
I'll remember. Please let me know what I can do for you, at any point, contract notwithstanding.
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( and contract aside it might be nice to have a friend, she seemed like a very nice woman and she could understand her being in an unfortunate situation )
And... I hope this works out positively for you, as strange as that sounds.
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