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Characters: Corruption and Lilith
Date/Time: Night of Tuesday, June 19th
Location: The club where Lilith works
Rating: TBD, probably at least PG-13
Warnings: "Adult situations."
Summary: There's a new face in the crowd tonight...

Lilith was just about at that magical point between the first and second trimester where curves were filling out, but she didn't yet look "pregnant." Her patrons adored her for it.

One man in particular took an interest in her performance that night. He approached her after she had finished her set.
"Might I offer to treat you to some chicken fried rice?" he asked, smirking.

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"Bringing everyone together, naturally. You're a pioneer on that one, babydoll. Right down to those cravings of yours," 'Jake' said with a leering grin, "I bet you'd do some hella good work with the little curly-top Muse too."

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She gives his leer a flat look in reply. "If you want this conversation to continue, I suggest you scale back those lascivious thoughts, 'Jake'." Which she knew was probably asking a lot, if her abilities had any version of an effect on him. And they were sitting rather close. She would have to make a point to avoid touching him, just in case. He struck her as the type that wasn't easily controlled by his desires. He controlled them. "Back to the point, if you please."

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He laughed.
"Aww, a shame. I saw a preview of that potential back in December."

"The point is, as you've noticed, you've all got some common enemies cropping up. I'd hate to see them win. But, the only way to beat them is to stand together. All of you. Not just you with the Celts, but everyone," he explained.

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Being reminded of that ridiculous play back in December made her frown harder. She'd about lost control of herself then. Losing control did not equate to potential in her book. She set down her chop sticks and pushed the half eaten order of food away from her slightly.

"I'm not against the idea of all of us working together, but there are some individual that are definitely out for themselves. So why are you telling me this?"

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"Because seeing you get yourselves killed this way would be a terrible waste. For you and the next generation," he said, "Aren't you feeling up to the job?"

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"You want me to try and unite the pantheons?" She sounded as incredulous as she felt at the idea. She believed in equality, and working for that goal. But she was also a realist. You couldn't squeeze blood from stones. "I can try, but you and I both know there are going to be a least a small handful that will not want to do this. Especially, with the suggestion coming from you."

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"Isn't that what you've got your feminine charms for? Hell, team up with the other girls. You'd bring 'em around," he suggested.

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She did not appreciate how he made it sound like she was all sex appeal and no brain. But she didn't snap at him about it, though she very much wanted to. It would just probably do her about as much good as a bicycle would do for a one legged man. "I'll bring it up, only because I happen to agree with you on this one point. But I'm not making any promises."

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"I'm sure a smart girl like you already has a strategy forming," he said with a wink.

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Yeah, probably just the truth. It was always the best way to go anyway. She frowned more, if that were even possible. She does not like you at all 'Jake'.

"Is that all you wanted?"

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He paused.
"...got a name picked out yet?" he asked.

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She stood up from her seat, barely controlling the urge to slap him. "Thanks for dinner."

She put her back to him and headed for the door. She resisted the urge to put her hand over her belly again, and instead walked a deliberate, heel-toe, hip swaying stride. He was not going to get the pleasure of scaring her off. She was choosing to leave his abominable company, her way.

[metemmods.insanejournal.com]

"Just remember... the others need you. And you need them." The words weren't so much spoken as simply... heard.

[womanontop.insanejournal.com]

"And we all need you like a hole in the head." She didn't look back as she said it, and she didn't mutter it either. Let people wonder.

But she was digging out her phone as she walked. This definitely warranted a late night, long distance phone call.