Why does it feel like there's a big possibility I'm going to find myself in the middle of this?
[ not that he cares. he doesn't know this Cree guy, and he's kind of sort of in a pact or some shit with Aranea. that's pretty much forced his hand right there. maybe he should have considered his whole "neutral mindset" thing before he's gone and given her woof powers. ]
Good luck to you. Just don't spread yourself too thin or else you're going to have too many mercs and not enough jobs. Nothing worse than cranky mercs with empty pockets.
Yeah, yeah. I know how to keep my guys happy. Got some monster hunting contracts recently from farmers outside of Wyver, so that should be good for this month at least.
But, hey — you won't be in the middle. Not unless you're trying to play nice with Cree behind my back.
Anyone with less common sense would make an inappropriate joke about how you keep them happy.
[ common sense is required because it helps one realize just how badly Aranea can punish someone for a poor joke, former immortal or otherwise. ]
I'd be the first to admit if someone else is offering me better benefits to working with them than you. So far, no one's trumped you yet. Funny how that works considering our little pact ended up working out.
Oh, the stick hasn't gone anywhere. Think you finally just accepted me for both my pros and cons.
[ implying he has any pros. ]
Wit's never been lacking. Do you have anything "unique" that I should maybe be looking out for. Other than hopefully never waking up to a pair of tits I never needed, I mean.
Can't say I'll keep that promise, but sure. I'll try my best to be a good boy. Just for you.
[ implied winky faces in abundance. ]
Yeah, get in line. I think we should spend more time on how you're going to balance the scales. Any ideas? A bigger cut of the jobs I do for your merc guild might be a good start.
If you give me jobs with a higher payout, 15% is still pretty damn good for someone not there. But hey, I was just spit balling. If you have any other ideas on how you can make it up to me, I'm all ears.
I'm sensing some name-calling by the pot here. Remember the hand that's suddenly got claws for nails, sweetheart.
[ is she going to notice that he doesn't let things go easily? probably. Bigby isn't going to say it was an entirely one-sided deal, though. the sex was quite lovely. ]
I'm a simple man with simple tastes. A steak dinner and maybe a back massage could go a long way, you know.
[ and now the question remains on if he's being serious or not. ]
I'm not the one acting high and mighty here. I'm pretty appreciative of this little edge. Pretty sure I said thanks after you cleaned up too. I minded my manners.
But.
Fine. I'll find you the juiciest steak you've ever had but not sure if I can oblige with the back rub. What, with those nails and all.
Nothing high and mighty from me. If you knew the price that usually came with getting something like that, you'd understand.
[ guess that comes with her learning more about Bigby Wolf and his Wolfyness. ]
Are you just being a smartass, or are the nails not actually going down for you? Aside from that sounding like a bad infomercial, that sounds annoying as fuck. Whatever. You can still use your knuckles.
[ if there's anyone that's probably owed some information, it's going to be the woman that is the closest to understanding how he is in a physical sense. no, she won't be growing hair over her entire body or howling at the moon, but still. ]
Oh, okay. Yeah. That's a pain in the ass sometimes. At least you can return the favor for all those marks I left on you.
Hey, there you go. The mystery solved! While you offer the plethora of fun powers, I offer companionship and reasonable bedside manner. Not too shabby.
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[ not that he cares. he doesn't know this Cree guy, and he's kind of sort of in a pact or some shit with Aranea. that's pretty much forced his hand right there. maybe he should have considered his whole "neutral mindset" thing before he's gone and given her woof powers. ]
Good luck to you.
Just don't spread yourself too thin or else you're going to have too many mercs and not enough jobs.
Nothing worse than cranky mercs with empty pockets.
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But, hey — you won't be in the middle. Not unless you're trying to play nice with Cree behind my back.
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[ common sense is required because it helps one realize just how badly Aranea can punish someone for a poor joke, former immortal or otherwise. ]
I'd be the first to admit if someone else is offering me better benefits to working with them than you.
So far, no one's trumped you yet.
Funny how that works considering our little pact ended up working out.
Which reminds me. How's that been going for you?
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Pretty fun so far.
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[ not that the pact was available back then, but he couldn't pass up on the opportunity. ]
I'm still waiting to figure out what the hell I got from you.
Was hoping my hair got long if anything, but.
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Maybe you sharpened your wit?
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Think you finally just accepted me for both my pros and cons.
[ implying he has any pros. ]
Wit's never been lacking.
Do you have anything "unique" that I should maybe be looking out for.
Other than hopefully never waking up to a pair of tits I never needed, I mean.
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Unfortunately for you, you just have to deal with your plethora of Wolfy problems. You'll have to explain it when I'm bored enough to listen.
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I'll try my best to be a good boy.
Just for you.
[ implied winky faces in abundance. ]
Yeah, get in line.
I think we should spend more time on how you're going to balance the scales.
Any ideas?
A bigger cut of the jobs I do for your merc guild might be a good start.
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Save the bedroom talk for later.
And what percentage are you thinking of? Getting 70% is awfully generous as is.
Butttttt... 75% is best I can do. And I promise I won't give you any grunt work.
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But hey, I was just spit balling.
If you have any other ideas on how you can make it up to me, I'm all ears.
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I won't be in debt for too long to you, though - not my style. Be patient and I'll figure something out.
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Remember the hand that's suddenly got claws for nails, sweetheart.
[ is she going to notice that he doesn't let things go easily? probably. Bigby isn't going to say it was an entirely one-sided deal, though. the sex was quite lovely. ]
I'm a simple man with simple tastes.
A steak dinner and maybe a back massage could go a long way, you know.
[ and now the question remains on if he's being serious or not. ]
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But.
Fine. I'll find you the juiciest steak you've ever had but not sure if I can oblige with the back rub. What, with those nails and all.
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If you knew the price that usually came with getting something like that, you'd understand.
[ guess that comes with her learning more about Bigby Wolf and his Wolfyness. ]
Are you just being a smartass, or are the nails not actually going down for you?
Aside from that sounding like a bad infomercial, that sounds annoying as fuck.
Whatever. You can still use your knuckles.
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[ She'll find out, she means. ]
Nah, they're down. They just have a habit of growing when I get all fired up.
Something tells me that's a common trait among our little get-togethers.
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[ if there's anyone that's probably owed some information, it's going to be the woman that is the closest to understanding how he is in a physical sense. no, she won't be growing hair over her entire body or howling at the moon, but still. ]
Oh, okay.
Yeah. That's a pain in the ass sometimes.
At least you can return the favor for all those marks I left on you.
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a bullshit excuse to get your hands on me again.
[ are you gonna take this best attempt at him flirting or what, Aranea. fuck. ]
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Thought I made my opinion of you pretty clear by now.
[ aka you're hot, he wants to bang, 10/10, etc. ]
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[ You know, where Bigby actually is somewhat charming. ]
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We'll just chalk it up to me making want to make SOME use of this little pact of ours.
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Define "reasonable" bedside manners for me, though.
[ preferably in lewd, filthy details but hey Bigby ain't complaining. ]
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