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Post by Gatekeeper on Mar 28, 2018 10:18:08 GMT -8
(Gain 1 Gnostic Beat)
Cynthia moves back around her desk, nails running across the marble like claws, and slides herself into her large seat. "As you can imagine, I face difficulties from the Seers the same as your kind does, if less personally. I am an error in their calculations, a variable that does not fit, and they would smooth me and those like me out if they could."
She taps a few keys, and a monitor slides free of the wall, emerging. "What I would like from you is simple - I desire a supply of perfected materials, and every month, I will request a magical item. You will produce it for me. In return, I will provide you with funds, a studio and equipment, and I will twist the arm of the poor puppets at Alphabet to get your channel back on the air. I can also expedite rent at virtually any place in the Bay Area, if you wish to move, and provide discrete services that will eliminate any sympathetic materials left over. You may wish to decline the studio if you want to keep with the charming 'at home' vibe you've been going for."
She folds her hands. "I understand the time and power of a mage is substantial. It may even be that my mundane services are completely useless to you, and you may grow strong enough or well-connected enough to end our partnership at some point in the future. I will not try to strong arm you in negotiations here - there's a futility in that, divine being that you are.
"Yet, I ask you to consider it - I, too, want to see the grip of the Abyss and the Exarchs weakened. It may be that you will have all of your financial means met through your organization or magic - my corporation has extraordinary resources, too. I derive pleasure, even sustenance, in breaking down others, and I want to turn that against the Seers and steal this victory from them. Plus a few other things."
There's a power about her she sees in her awareness - she doesn't even seem aware of it, but the aura she projects makes people want to do what she wants, and Valerie is aware of it so she can mostly ignore it - though it does make her feel warm in a way not unlike Lilith's confident sexuality. It's very possible, even likely, that this woman doesn't even know the fullness of what she is.
"This is the part where you negotiate, alter the deal, set stipulations, and articulate what you want," she says, with a wry amusement. Like a tiger - or, well, a dragon - she has a reclined readiness about her, an amused sort of patience.
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