"I know him. We come from the same city, but not the same point of time. Given the company I know he keeps, I'm not surprised that he took the moral high horse without listening." He should have known better than to trust someone who was on good terms with Gordon.
"Not really. I just disapprove of someone he befriended. I should have realised that to befriend Jim Gordon and defend him despite his crimes would take a level of rash judgment or hypocrisy." He can't think of anything about Alfred that's actually a problem.
Riddler decides it's better to be honest. "He didn't want a contract. With anyone. He's pining after the marked guy he had who vanished from here. You should try and find someone else, who can meet your needs. I posted when I got here, said what I wanted from my contract and worked out something which fulfilled my needs and theirs."
It's not for lack of trying. I've just been refused by every dominant I've had any interest in. So why bother? I'm not even sure if I'll meet my quota this month.
[ She doesn't want to be turned down again. After that many times and then this whole incident it's just too much. Posting to the network is the last thing she wants to do. ]
"That the beauty of a post. You don't invite any person. You are simply stating what you need. And I strongly advise you meet quota. I just go to bars, find someone fairly appealing, do whatever is required and leave. Distasteful, but the alternative horrifies me. This way, it's still my choice."
Everyone will have seen that post. He's gone and ruined any chance I had to find a partner willing to be with me let alone sign a contract. At best any attempt I make at selling myself now would be ignored.
"A lot of people don't check the network. Others will realise it's just one side of it." He pulls out his notebook and a pencil, twirling it in his fingers. "Some people would see what you did as a sign of devotion and want that aimed at them. My friend, John, I don't recommend him for you, by the way, but he follows people he likes. Just how he is. I only paused over that post because I know Alfred."
That simple. Most people simply wouldn't care that much.
I guess I'll think about it. What would I even put on a post like that? I don't want to sound desperate.
[ Very important. Though she does like the idea of someone who would appreciate her devotion. She has so much to give if only she can find someone who can handle her. ]
"Hm." He taps the pencil on the notebook, looking off to the side. "What? Oh, yes, How about, you are a loyal, devoted young woman with military skills, but was denied friendship and relationships until coming here. You are looking for someone equally devoted, whom you can protect."
He can play with words, dress things up, polish them out. It's part of why he exists.
"Or whatever it is you want from a contract. I just want to be left alone and I get it."
"Specify that. If you intend on them filling your quota, if you wish monogamy, all of that sort of thing. I specified that I had no desire for commitment nor intimacy with my contracted half. A purely platonic arrangement."
Oh. He's genuinely surprised. "No. No, you're not my type at all. Too young." Maybe not physically (debatable) but her mind and emotions are young and raw and that would be messy. "I did this because no one did it for me. Maybe, you'll end up less damaged this way. It's a selfish act."
"Do." He pushes himself upright, leaning on his cane. "And let anyone make you feel like less for being different from them. If they try to pull you down? Push them over."
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[ Perhaps something he wouldn't tell her himself even. ]
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[ So it's that kind of deal. She's known people like that before. ]
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[ She doesn't want to be turned down again. After that many times and then this whole incident it's just too much. Posting to the network is the last thing she wants to do. ]
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That simple. Most people simply wouldn't care that much.
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[ Very important. Though she does like the idea of someone who would appreciate her devotion. She has so much to give if only she can find someone who can handle her. ]
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He can play with words, dress things up, polish them out. It's part of why he exists.
"Or whatever it is you want from a contract. I just want to be left alone and I get it."
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[ She looks at the notebook wondering what he brought that along for. ]
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[ With all that she is much more confident to make a post now. ]
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[ It just seems so unusual in a place like this. But then so is the expectation of monogamy to her. ]
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Maybe a little disappointed.
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Hopefully the situation won't continue to be broadcasted as publicly as it was this time.
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Metaphorically.
Maybe.