#kc_necropolis

Once home, CC comes in and takes off her jacket, "Okay. June is pretty prim and prudish for a girl who SHARED a man with her own sisters... probably at the same time"

"Inviting Caesar would probably overwhelm her, hm?" With a smirk.

A chuckle "Let's not.. I want to see you best her without feeling like she can blame his presence"

"True....." he trails off. "Hm. We want things fair..."

"The Club's professional kitchen is hardly the same as a home kitchen. We should cook here."

He looks around the room decorated with Baby Caesar portraits and candid shots, CC decor, and up the stairs to where the nursery kicked him out of his bedroom.

"Yes. Here."

"Wait, why here?" She looks "Because of the pictures?"

"She distrusts us. City folk. Outsiders. Non-trolls. Let her see the personal side. Love. Commitment. Steadiness. "

"She has a construct in her mind, and this is not it."

"mmm" She nods "Well, Pan knows I could chew the ear off anyone who asks about Caesar as a baby"

He chuckles. "And, we certainly can cook.:

"In every way that counts" She smiles "I think you're ohto something dear, but then, you are a brilliant." Pleased

"You are inspirational!"

"Aww... mm so let's say we get her to see us as human...so to speak. And you thrash her incullianary arts. Whats next?"

"Not thrash. Challenge. Intrigue. Seduce?"

"Then...." a sigh "... we let her go."

"Oooh poo. I hate letting them go after we've seduced them"

He mixes them drinks. "Necessary."

"mmph"

He brings her the drink. "There, there. We will get her back."

A drink "I just... ooh I don't know. I've been SO good. I haven't been bending fate or brains either way. Don't want to risk the kids"

"Your patience shall be rewarded. And, she will come back willingly."

"You're sweet to say. " A smile

"Is that a challenge?" With mild innocence.

"Mmm what if it is?" Intrigued

A slow sip and he fixes her with a glaze that might remind her that he is a master manipulator -and- negotiator.

"We should set parameters. What would qualify, for you, as her 'coming back' ?"

"Oh I'm torn" she says "Between settling or making you go for it big"

A smirk.

The satyr paces "At minimum, she becomes a visitor with the kids to HERE, including the club, every two weeks... with a much more respectful attitude." CC ponders and walks by "At maximum? She ends up working for us...and since she seems to think I abuse my girls...she finds herself volunteering to aid us in seduction now and then for her own pleasure. There. Sound like room to work with?"

"Flexibility with regard to frequency of the visits?"

"Mm once a month at least... then"

"To accommodate family, the sniffles, so one." He placates. "How long do I have to fashion this miracle?"

"Wouldn't be fair to expect you to be a genie ... " SHe ponders "year and a day?"

" after they come home from the hospital." He negotiates.

''Agreed." She says

He offers his hand for a Shake, smirking.

"Why do I feel like the wrong one of us has horns?" she shakes his hand

The bargain struck, he salutes her with his glass and sips.

" flatterer."

"I know my audience, and you are the one I love playing to most in this world"

"And I would rather fulfill your needs more than any other in the world." He closes the distance between them. "Now.... what are the stakes in our little wager?"

"Well, you realize I'm HOPING You win? " A grin "What do you have in mind if you win?"

"Hmmmm...." He sinks into thought. After a long long pause, he blinks. "Damn."

He frowns in even HARDER thought.

"You don't know?"

His eyebrows flex.

Mouth pursing in consentration.

Now intrigued, she sits down, propers her delicate chin on her hand as the elbow acts as a support

Now he starts pacing.