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[Judar did have an excellent sense of self preservation. The charm itself was fascinating to behold - as Judar slipped his way in and out of Hannibal's bed with a wink.

It is, and Hannibal enjoys doing it to Judar. Beyond that, the young man does need to learn. Sadistic pleasure aside, it was for Judar's own good.]

We could simply stick with 'Hannibal'.

I am glad to hear it -- but oh dear. That means your Dominant has disappeared, and you require a new one? I shall be glad to assist, Judar, but I am afraid I do not have room in my apartment for you. At least, not yet.

[ Ugh. Cruel, in a few ways. He didn't want to write it, and so Hannibal did it anyway. Judar was stuck reading the truth he knew but avoided making the statement about; Kouen, his Dominant, had disappeared. Even more, Judar knew what was waiting for Kouen's future, having been from the same world. Except it left him even more alone than before.

No place, but... Well, Hannibal was offering. It's not really something he'd expect from anyone. Which is probably why he was less inclined to shove it aside, despite the depravity wanting to twist and kick it all back with assumptions and manufactured hurt feelings ]

You really went and wrote all that, instead of taking the information and moving along...

[ It's actually touching, despite how prickly the magi likely was acting. ]

It's not like I need to have room or a place made for me. When you have funds like mine, it's easy to stay anywhere. It's just harder to pull when you prefer the Up.

Anyway, where are you thinking of for tomorrow?

[Well if it is cruel is several ways, then Hannibal is doing his job correctly. After all, what fun would it be if Hannibal did not prod as well as Judar did? Neither one of them played the 'straight man card' very well.

As it was, he found himself more generous than normal, and smiled to himself.]

It is rude not to acknowledge a silent request for help, Judar. As it is, yes I shall be delighted.

Your choice. I would like to treat you.

[ Neither of them did, but at least Hannibal was better at acting like it, when he wished. Judar simply didn't try most of the time, because it'd make his normal act seem even weirder. Someone would think he was sick if he tried playing that card. ]

Wherever it is, you'd be eating more than me, so shouldn't you be choosing?

[ That's because, aside from peaches, Judar eats less than most people, though he'd readily drink more. Also he's always had trouble with making those kinds of choices. He didn't have a particularly favorite food, so having a restaurant or other place that he liked was even harder. So perhaps it was a bit of a cop out to think of previous places they've been. ]

Should we go with that grill? They had some good drinks to go with everything.

[Well, yes, Hannibal simply had more practice and inclination. After all, that usually worked better in his line of manipulation and capitulation anyways.]

The grill would be perfect. I like their selection and I believe they have enough beverages to interest you.

[ Meanwhile, Judar wasn't very good at manipulating. There was something more in his nature, for as twisted as it was, for provoking and boosting some kind of growth. For whatever interpretation that could be taken as, even if the original intention was in creating kings. ]

Yeah, they do. I mean, I like their food, too...

[ He just filled up that quickly. ~~Stop compensating and supplementing most of your health needs with magic, Judar. This is why you're as lean as you are.~~ ]

So? What time am I meeting you?

[Hannibal's gaze narrowed thoughtfully at the message. Clearly this was bothering Judar, asking silently for help and then having it called out. One corner of his mouth twitched upwards.]

What time will you be free?

[ Aspen would also call Judar out on what he was silently saying, beneath the things he was saying. Judar got equally prickly or stubborn towards him. Not that... It was something that was going to happen anymore. ]

As early as 5, as late as 8, depending on how busy it gets. If no one seems interested in me, I'll just head out on one of the earlier hours.

But if you want to meet up at 6 or 7 I can easily decide to leave in time for that.

[ Judar probably doesn't even realize how he's doing that to seem as available for Hannibal's convenience, to prevent the plans from being dismissed. ]

[Hannibal does realize it, so he decides that for both of their benefits, he shall simply pick a time. Splitting the difference should work nicely.]

Let us make it 6:30, just to be on the safe side.

[ Sometimes it makes things easier when someone has an unrealized fear of just being thrown away or rejected. It's more amusing that he's still unaware, for how often Judar acts on it. ]

6:30 it is, then. Anything in particular you want to see me in?

[ Judar's proven to have his own style, but if it's requested, he'll even wear underwear that normal people usually wear. ]

[Sometimes, it really does. If nothing else, it did keep Hannibal on the right side of having control. Even though Judar did sometimes like to press his particular luck.

Not today, though. The young man seemed almost distracted.]

Well do remember that we are going to a restaurant, so a shirt will be required. As well as shoes. Otherwise, do as you do.

[ Pressing his luck comes from being indulged so often, leading to think he could always get away with it. Right now, too distracted to try is a good way of looking at things. Whether it was from a low depression, melancholy or ennui, it's making things easier for now. ]

No special requests? Got it. I'll see you then.

[ Good news is that he'll even be in an actual proper shirt, even if the rest of the look fit the fashion for his age. It's a proper shirt, some shoes and everything. Which keeps it entirely in the realm of Hannibal's loose request. Plus he was going to be on time, because when you had a spell for actual teleportation, you... really didn't have much of an excuse. ]

[Well sooner or later Hannibal would turn the tables - sooner or later. Most likely later. He, after all, had a great deal of patience for those who amused him. As it was, he was curious to see what precisely was going on with Judar.]

Sounds lovely. I shall see you there.

[Hannibal was on time because it was rude to be otherwise. He had a table waiting, and was already seated in a dark corner with a menu in front of him. He lifted his gaze once he caught Judar's scent, then his eyebrows rose together.]

... I suppose I should have said, full pants as well.

[ The sad thing is that Judar wouldn't know whether it was supposed to be touching that his scent was recognizable, or concerned because Hannibal had keen enough senses to memorize and pick up such a thing. If he knew that was what was going on. On the magi's side, it seemed like a well-timed glance over. ]

I gave you a chance. This is normal for people my age to wear. Actually, most fashions were either this or too hot with all the leather...

[ Not that 'too hot' meant much for someone that could regulate their immediate environment for a comfortable life. It's one of the conveniences Judar tried to keep from being known about, to keep from getting called spoiled or soft, or whatever. It was enough for his clothes being criticized, right? ]

Suits and professional looks are better on you, anyway. It's not like I look bad...

No ... ooo. You do not look bad. [Hannibal gave Judar the look-over he desired and had earned in those clothes.] In fact you have a rakish charm. I am just certain these people are going to see you with me, and assume I have bought and paid for your company for the evening.

[Oh, he knew they would think nothing of the sort. Dominant and Submissive was as clear on them as if they had both been stamped with it.]

In that particular outfit ... they probably assume I have paid a great deal.

They are?

[ No Judar, they can definitely tell that the only money Hannibal was spending was on the meal itself. The charm and seeming like he might've been a little expensive at least took away the self consciousness. It was enough to find his mental footing, put himself together and hold his head up better. ]

I mean, I am worth quite a bit at the Naughty Persian... If any of them are fans of my clones, you might even get a few particularly jealous stares.

I shall try to endeavor to make them more jealous then, so your clones can receive bigger tips.

[Hannibal stood, as it was only polite, and then pulled out the chair for Judar. Making it clear that this was a social engagement, and not a financial one.]

So, despite everything, you look splendid.

Which would be surprising, if you knew how big those got.

[ - Oh, right, Hann does those kinds of things. It had been a little been, and caught up with people leaving, smaller details like that was nice to be reminded of. A nice reminder as he sat down in the chair. ]

Despite? I'll still have to take the compliment. Will you be more specific when I offer to take requests?

I look forward to you one day startling me with just how much more you make than me. Then I will have you buy dinner more often.

[Hannibal stated with a straight face, as he pushed in Judar's chair and then sat himself down again elegantly.]

I shall. Right down to the lack of under garments I want you to wear.

Why do you think it was so easy to offer before?

[ Spending permissions and between that and the Persian, Judar had more money than he knew what to do with. Then again, he lived in a world where he could get whatever he wanted without financial assets. ]

It's the easiest layer to make decisions on.

[ It'd be easier, but as Judar's mentioned in the past, the insistence on zippers meant he had to go on necessity. ]

I guess, if you really meant what you said before, you'll have more chances to customize me how you'd like.

Oh, I assumed you made a good living. I just did not realize it was that good.

[Hannibal folded one leg over the other, and steepled his fingers together as he gave Judar a thoughtful look.]

Of course I meant it. i do not want anyone close to me to be denied basic amenities.

Top 10, and just getting higher.

[ It might not be as great as Judar imagines, but without any sense of scale on these things, any luxury amount of savings would be a lot to handle. Plus, the simple way of this city, was that sex paid. Plenty of others at the Persian earned more and had more regulars, but his activity was steady enough.

And it was easier to think about that than it was the words 'close to me,' and Judar being in reference to that. It's not the first time it's been said, but he still didn't know how to handle it that well. Save for that usual smirked grin and moving on to everything said around it. ]

Well, you're one of the only ones I really know who could do anything about that. So, how should this be set up? Monthly requirements, services- You just leave me with particular permissions to handle everything on my own, aside from required services?

[ Judar was already aware, from Hannibal himself, that there was no actual room for him. Whether Judar could really take care of himself, without anyone... Hard to tell, as the Submissive was limited by permissions for however long Kouen had disappeared. ]

And so modest too...

[Hannibal smirked faintly, as he folded one leg over the other and began to read the menu aptly. He looked up only when Judar asked what the terms of their contract would be. His lips pursed thoughtfully.]

I am rather lenient, when it comes to my Submissives. I usually require only one display a month of my Dominance over them. With you I shall have to have some ... veto power over your clothing when we go for meals in upper scale establishments.

[He purses his lips, tipping his head.]

I suppose you shall want some sort of sexual arrangement put into place? What with your clones and all, we shall have to be fairly open when it comes to whom you have sex with.

Right, I could've guessed that.

[ That Hannibal would want veto power on clothes. Really, it'll lead to more clothing being purchased, because aside from a couple of suits for high formal events, Judar's fashion suited his age on more casual levels. His fashion would fit the 'Instagram' style, stopping with what he could go around in comfortably. He seemed partially ready for that with asking if the older man had any particular requests for his clothes.

Meanwhile, where Hannibal had looked up, Judar moved to talking about this while thumbing through the menu as well. Choosing what to drink was easy- That was always something with peach in it, and the young man didn't have a taste for beer. There was a blend with liqueur in it, and at this point in the season a peach moscato was recently added. ]

I think it'd have to be open just for what my job is at the Naughty Persian, even if the clone wasn't in the picture. You can still insist on a quota between us, if you want. I'm pretty easy on that stuff, so it could be whatever.

[ ... Yeah, he figured out what he'd probably get at this point. ]

I guess you'd want me more polite, too? It's possible I can work on it, but I'm not going to lie or fake the kind of person I am. If I don't do it honestly, and with who I am, it's just going to make stuff here harder to control.

[ He taps his head as an idea that this is something actually being fought with, but doesn't elaborate on the details. Besides, how often do people get soul rebalancing, fighting depravity and all that? ~~Judar, that's literally what a therapist does.~~ ]

Edited (Gave you some more progression, and fixed some phrasing) 2019-08-02 04:15 (UTC)

I suppose you could have, if you did indeed care about such things. Although I have the deepest feeling that you simply just want to just have an excuse to flaunt the rules when you please.

[Hannibal said wryly, before musing over the rest of what Judar said.]

Then we shall keep it sexually open. As for politeness -- I will not force you to be anything but yourself, Judar ... but do know that being rude to guests in my home is going to be punished.

[Hannibal mused on this, as he put his menu aside.]

Sexually, of course.

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