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(Edith's syndicate bargain)
[Mon Feb 24 2025]
In Town Hall Southern Meeting Room
It is about 20F(-6C) degrees.
As Edith enters, she makes a bid before even bothering to check /anything/. Still, as these things go, she is then forced to wait, which means lurking silently off to one side.
Edith says "Nicely won."
Jodie chuckles softly when Declan is brought in front of her tied up and naked. She gives a subtle eye roll then says, "All we need is a bow to wrap this present." she steps closer, taking the phone from one of the syndicate guys who kept it with him.
"... hey. Guess I owe you, in blood or otherwise," says Declan to Jodie as he's dumped there naked and bound. He watches the other woman depart.
"Whatever intel you have would be a good place to start, I dont expect a lot out of you." Jodie tells Declan with a shrug, she doesn't see much of interest on the phone. Her eyes idly drift over his nakedness but she doesn't betray anything. "Then we get to otherwise."
"The Commander's absent and the Strike Force is largely inop," says Declan to Jodie, sharing something that's true but likely easily dug up. It might be he doesn't feel like putting up much resistance, as many Syndicate victims do. "Not going to give me a halfhearted punch first?"
"What then I'll have to see what your dick looks like hard?" Jodie teases Declan, suggesting that he'd get off on the physical violence. She robs him, hard to tell where that cash was hiding... "Poor Temple, doesn't even have a commander but it does have you."
"I'm more into back-and-forth slapping," says Declan with enough energy to eyeroll, though this may have more to do with Jodie robbing him of his cash. Where was he keeping it? Hopefully a money clip. It doesn't smell like (literal) ass. "Yeah. Unfortunately for us... maybe I should take retirement."
"You could always ditch the Temple and find somewhere else to be. Not that many places are looking for a washed out human soldier." Jodie says, more honestly now than with banter. "Whelp. I'm not going to spend time beatin' you when you are already down. It's not my style..and to get anything else out of you would take too much work."
"I'll buy you a drink or make you dinner sometime," Declan suggests, as if this were enough to make ROI on the money lost to the Syndicate. He turns onto his front and wiggles his bound wrists. "Rather not become dinner, though."
"Maybe if you ever manage to impress me." Jodie tells Declan with a non-chalance to her voice. She glances down to his waist then back to his face, "Still haven't impressed me though."
Declan didn't need to be unbound to stand, but waits for it to be done so it's at least a lot easier. He rubs his hands, wrists, looks down at himself naked, at Jodie, then himself again. Only then does he cover himself. "I guess I should've gotten hard instead," he quips back.
Jodie laughs at that, but its a short laugh of mild amusement, "Yeah, now you can walk home naked. See yah."
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(Edith's syndicate bargain)
[Mon Feb 24 2025]
In Town Hall Southern Meeting Room
It is about 20F(-6C) degrees.
As Edith enters, she makes a bid before even bothering to check /anything/. Still, as these things go, she is then forced to wait, which means lurking silently off to one side.
Edith says "Nicely won."
Jodie chuckles softly when Declan is brought in front of her tied up and naked. She gives a subtle eye roll then says, "All we need is a bow to wrap this present." she steps closer, taking the phone from one of the syndicate guys who kept it with him.
"... hey. Guess I owe you, in blood or otherwise," says Declan to Jodie as he's dumped there naked and bound. He watches the other woman depart.
"Whatever intel you have would be a good place to start, I dont expect a lot out of you." Jodie tells Declan with a shrug, she doesn't see much of interest on the phone. Her eyes idly drift over his nakedness but she doesn't betray anything. "Then we get to otherwise."
"The Commander's absent and the Strike Force is largely inop," says Declan to Jodie, sharing something that's true but likely easily dug up. It might be he doesn't feel like putting up much resistance, as many Syndicate victims do. "Not going to give me a halfhearted punch first?"
"What then I'll have to see what your dick looks like hard?" Jodie teases Declan, suggesting that he'd get off on the physical violence. She robs him, hard to tell where that cash was hiding... "Poor Temple, doesn't even have a commander but it does have you."
"I'm more into back-and-forth slapping," says Declan with enough energy to eyeroll, though this may have more to do with Jodie robbing him of his cash. Where was he keeping it? Hopefully a money clip. It doesn't smell like (literal) ass. "Yeah. Unfortunately for us... maybe I should take retirement."
"You could always ditch the Temple and find somewhere else to be. Not that many places are looking for a washed out human soldier." Jodie says, more honestly now than with banter. "Whelp. I'm not going to spend time beatin' you when you are already down. It's not my style..and to get anything else out of you would take too much work."
"I'll buy you a drink or make you dinner sometime," Declan suggests, as if this were enough to make ROI on the money lost to the Syndicate. He turns onto his front and wiggles his bound wrists. "Rather not become dinner, though."
"Maybe if you ever manage to impress me." Jodie tells Declan with a non-chalance to her voice. She glances down to his waist then back to his face, "Still haven't impressed me though."
Declan didn't need to be unbound to stand, but waits for it to be done so it's at least a lot easier. He rubs his hands, wrists, looks down at himself naked, at Jodie, then himself again. Only then does he cover himself. "I guess I should've gotten hard instead," he quips back.
Jodie laughs at that, but its a short laugh of mild amusement, "Yeah, now you can walk home naked. See yah."