Yeah. I mean, I love Anya, don't get me wrong. She gave me a permanent contract and free reign on decorating. But it's a strictly hands-off contract because she's in her thirties and I'm...me. I get it. I understand. I just wish I was a little bit older.
It...wasn't exactly politics. It was mother's kind of politics, where there were winners and losers only and mother was determined to be the winner by any means necessary.
I suppose the kind of politics, then, are just important to the company than anything else. Although I usually like to choose my conversational partners by those who have something interesting to say.
Most of the time it was the usual bad-boss stuff. Get this, fetch that, what do you mean you can't get insert-impossible-thing-here done immediately. But you know, most of us...we were picked for our looks as much as our connections and the age of adulthood was fourteen, so. I'm sure you get the general idea.
Well...personally, I never went any further than what the Terrans call "second base." [she shrugs lightly] I'm picky.
Besides, I always found it easier to keep fetching drinks and apply a little charm and flattery. If the drink didn't get to them, the appeals to their egos would.
[Hannibal's dark eyes flicked with amusement, and then a touch of sorrow that he added.] This place must have been a terrible shock to you, with all of the restrictions.
[His mouth twisted.]
Inflating egos is often the way to get what you want out of older people.
[she sighs and looks down for a moment] It was. One minute, I was an adult, free to do as I pleased. The next? Back to being a kid again and not being taken seriously. I had to--had to go to locals the first few months. That was often. Unpleasant.
[hers, too, into a wry smile]
Mmm-hmm. Talk about how strong and powerful they are, follow it up with another glass of fifteen-year-old scotch, and they're eating out of the palm of your hand.
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Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 03:38 am (UTC)[He chuckled softly, running his fingers over his sweater.]
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Date: 2020-02-08 04:01 am (UTC)Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:02 am (UTC)[He arches an eyebrow at her, with a faintly ironic tilt to his eyebrow.]
Surely though, you understand her concerns about taking advantage of you.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:10 am (UTC)[she gives him a knowing smile]
Of course I do and I wouldn't presume of thinking otherwise. It's simply...I think I'm the youngest non-native here and that gets weird sometimes.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:22 am (UTC)[He hummed at the smile, before shaking his head.]
Of course, he is ... very different than you. I worry about him more.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:25 am (UTC)[she looks on expectantly]
Oh? I...probably shouldn't ask why, should I?
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:26 am (UTC)[Hannibal smiled then, into his teacup, before he looked at her with a knowing smirk.]
You should most definitely not.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:31 am (UTC)[and she occupies herself with taking a sip of tea in the meantime before she looks at him with a faintly, ever-so-faintly, arched eyebrow]
I look forward to it. Any friend of yours is at least considering becoming one of mine.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019
Date: 2020-02-08 05:33 am (UTC)[Hannibal smiles at his cup, turning that smile to her.]
Well, if I find any other friends I think you should meet ... I will have another party.
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Date: 2020-02-12 06:21 am (UTC)Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019 (cw: underage implied)
Date: 2020-02-13 02:10 am (UTC)Besides, I always found it easier to keep fetching drinks and apply a little charm and flattery. If the drink didn't get to them, the appeals to their egos would.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019 (cw: underage implied)
Date: 2020-02-13 05:20 am (UTC)[His mouth twisted.]
Inflating egos is often the way to get what you want out of older people.
Re: backdated to Christmas Day 2019 (cw: underage implied)
Date: 2020-02-14 03:51 am (UTC)[hers, too, into a wry smile]
Mmm-hmm. Talk about how strong and powerful they are, follow it up with another glass of fifteen-year-old scotch, and they're eating out of the palm of your hand.