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"How may I help you?"

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[Private] Text--un; ripraven

[enoderedrum]

Lilith? I sort of have a hypothetical question and I didn't want to go to Lucifer for it...are you busy?

[inreceiving]

I have a moment. What's the question?

[enoderedrum]

Ok! So say someone I cared about was born in the wrong body and because of this rift thing they were given the body they should have had...

Is...there some sort of...deal that can be made to where they can keep that body or at least...be given it over time? I know it's probably stupid to ask, I just don't really know what the rules are for this sort of thing.

[inreceiving]

You want to modify their body? Well, it isn't entirely out of the question.

But that sort of thing has a cost that someone must pay.

[enoderedrum]

Mm...yeah. Basically.

What would the cost be?

A few hours before the party

[pococurante]

[ Lilith will find on her desk a note: ]

Miss me?

[ Attached to this: ]



[ There is no name or identifying marks on any of it, not even fingerprints. ]

UN: constantine

[conjobs]

Did you put him up to this?

[inreceiving]

Hello to you too, Mr. Constantine.

I said I wouldn't mind help, but I didn't say who.

[conjobs]

Well you and dear old Lucy can take your cheap tricks and flap off.

[inreceiving]

They're not tricks. They're certainly not mine either, but it's pretty flattering that you think I have that sort of power.

If Lucifer is offering it, then you can have it.

[conjobs]

Do I look like Eve to you? Some gullible cunt you think you can play with?

text; un: hawke

[defaulthawke]

are you taking ideas for magical sex toys? or requests?

[inreceiving]

Depends on the ideas. What did you have in mind, Mr. Hawke?

[defaulthawke]

-handcuffs that stop you from coming unless the other person says you can
- realistic dildos that look, feel, and taste exactly like the real thing
- realistic strap-ons that let the wearer feel everything
- toys that are paired up for phone sex, so they mimic what the other person is doing to theirs
- clamps you can wear without having to worry about actual damage, so you can wear them for longer
- blindfolds or earmuffs that completely blind and deafen the wearer. anything for sensory deprivation
- hah, a cock cage that makes it smaller! nobody would use it outside of the demons at the club being asses to people, but it would be so much fun to watch.

[inreceiving]

Well, you are a creative fellow, aren't you? I'll keep those in mind for the future, Mr. Hawke.

Backdated to 10/27 after Siren Event / Voice

[captaincanary]

I lost track of you in the fog.

Are you okay?

[inreceiving]

Of course I am.

I'm sorry if I seemed... off. I doubted some things for a moment.

[captaincanary]

You don't need to apologize to me.

You seemed scared. I think you had every right to be. When we lost each other....

You sure you're okay now? Doesn't stuff like that haunt you?

[inreceiving]

I am sorry we were separated, for what it's worth. The fog was so dense... and it was my responsibility to watch after all of you.

[There's a pause at the question as if she's debating how to answer.]

I have been in Hell a long time... a lot of it haunts me.

[captaincanary]

I went in there of my own free will, to help you out.

You don't need to be sorry.

[Sara considers that. It makes sense.]

Then why do you stay here? Do you have to be here?

private; un: vengerberg

[bottle]

a friend of mine, sara, suggested i reach out to you

[inreceiving]

Of course, Ms. Yennefer. How may I help you?

[bottle]

(yennefer debates how to play this, how much she should reveal her hand. sara seemed to think lilith could be trusted....but she hasn't known sara that long. still, desperation is beginning to sink in.)

I am unhappy with my current situation as one of the brides.

[inreceiving]

Oh, I have no doubt with that pig of a man.

[She's maybe a bit bitter someone took over her club.]

Have you had to spend any time with him yet?

Hand written letter delivered to Lilith's office (yes, it smells like Sara)

[captaincanary]

Dear Lilith,

Writing a letter took more patience from me than you might know.

Thank you for everything you've given me during my time here. From the beginning you welcomed me in. I'm just sorry. I don't feel like myself anymore. Before that gets any worse, I wanted to thank you for your kindness and the fun times. As my last wish, please look after Zari, Ray, Proto and Homelander. They're not bad people. But most importantly, they're my people.

There's also Natasha, but I'm afraid she only has one future here. I don't want it to be mine, but I don't know what to do for her. She can have my room, if she wants. Or Ray can stay there. I just never want them to feel alone.

Love,
Sara Lance