Private What are Friends For?

Mint · Mar 1, 2020

Over ten million. That was a lot of money. Ida rubbed her hands together and started snickering, suspiciously turning away from Imogen for a moment as if she wouldn’t be able to tell what she was doing just because they weren’t facing each other. After a moment of excited laughter, Ida turned back to her, her eyes now doing a better job to hide her excitement but still not a perfect one. She coughed, a very fake cough, then spoke in a very quick and down to earth way. “Yes, that is a lot of money.”

Ida then listened to Imogen explain her situation, grinning at how perfect this all was. “I see, I see.” Her grin widened and she closed her eyes as she made a suggestion. “Well, I’ve finished working for today, if you wanted we could go do something to shake that boredom off” She opened just one eye and snapped a finger as if she’d just gotten an idea. “I’ve got it. I’ve always wanted to check out the shopping plaza here, see what they’re like in this world. we could go there, you and I, it would be great.”

Goblin · Mar 9, 2020

Truthfully, witnessing Ida's blatant bullshittery in person was something Imogen was starting to consider quite an entertaining treat. The imp's couchside scheming was on full display for the pizza-munching wolf lady, and she decided to let her finish before once more brushing the crumbs off of her face and straightening up her posture.

"Alright. Sure, I'll take you to the mall. However, I have a couple conditions for you." Standing up, Imogen slid her way back to her bedroom, continuing to call out to her from inside. "Number one, you write down what you want to buy and let me look it over. Be reasonable." The sound of various hangers and clothing being tossed around punctuated her points. "And number two, I can't take you unless you're like, an adult. I'll admit it's hard to tell with imps, even though they're usually my drivers."

Reemerging after another fifteen seconds or so, Imogen was now properly dressed, in a sense. She had embraced a viciously 80s aesthetic today, with a mane twofold fluffier than usual and plenty of denim, sleeves not included. "If you qualify for my two little rules there, then come on. Follow me." Grabbing her wallet and stashing it in her pocket, she also moved to the front door with a guitar case strapped on her back.

With Ida following, the wolf demon made her way back to the front of the building, then proceeded to summon her chauffeur for them. This time, some sort of hot rod modified model T arrived, spewing little jets of flame from the exhaust system. Opening the back door, Imogen ushered Ida inside before joining her. Not having anything to sacrifice to the glovebox altar, she simply leaned back in her seat and requested a standard drive to the mall.

Mint · Mar 9, 2020

She bought it, hook line and sinker. Now she just had to manipulate her once they got to the shopping area. Piece of cake. Or at least, that's what she thought at first until Imogen said the first of her two conditions. Was she just going to let her write a shopping list and then buy whatever she wanted? Ida took a moment to process that and then took out a pen and ripped a piece of the pizza box off to use for writing material.

When the second condition came up, Ida grumbled a little. "Yes of course I'm an adult. I don't really know how old I am cause the days are shorter here, but I'm something like 20 years old." Normally she'd get a little more bothered by something like that, but she was in a good mood for a change.

When Imogen came out, Ida was admittedly a little surprised by how dressed up she'd gotten in such a short amount of time. Though she didn't say anything about it. Compliments weren't really her thing.

With the piece of cardboard in hand, she followed along, watching as Imogen straight up summoned a vehicle. "Oh ho ho, yes. Very excellent, this satisfies my requirements nicely." She rubbed her hands together once again and hopped inside.

Once inside, she got right down to scribbling down her needs on the piece of cardboard. Regardless of whether or not there were seat belts, she wasn't planning on buckling herself in.

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