2019/Recruiting Help

Recruiting Help
Date of Scene:	08 June 2020
Location:	The Griffin
Synopsis:	Satana contacts Thomas, and ends up with a lease agreement.
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Blake, Satana Hellstrom

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Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake has not actually had a home for many years. Well there was the veldt and the lion cave... but it lacked amenities. Great Aunt Loretta had left him quite a spread. He was just in jail and out of country for quite a while and it took the news a while to find him. this was... nice. What to do his first night in the new place? After a moment he builds a small fire in the fireplace, puts on some jazz and sits in a fine chair with a snifter of brandy. "Things don't get much better than this," he mutters.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana is in something of a quandry right now, after finding the extra-dimensional little goblin with Spider-Man and Mania. The biggest problem is her current lack of allies on Earth, at least with this summoning. Still, the demoness is not entirely without contacts.

There's a buzz as a text message comes in on Thomas' phone. <Hi. Testing. Testing> The number comes up as 'Satana', even. Why just testing? Turns out that Satana really only needed the cellular connection to establish a magical GPS link.

A moment later there's a brief flicker of blackness in the room, and when it clears the redhead is standing there about a foot from his cell phone. "Nice place." she offers.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake is taken a little aback. He says, "Never mind, turns out you're here," and ends the message. "Thank you. Here I was thinking there was nothing could make this night better. Silly me. Want a drink? Would you like the fire a little larger? I guess you get chilly sometimes. He gets up to show off his new digs. "Yes mine and legitimately. If a superhero tries to break... I can do whatever I want to them and be justified. So what brings you here?" He pours a second drink while he waits for an answer.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana tilts her head and flashes a wide, playful smile. "Girl of your dreams, baby." she husks, hands on her hips. The redhead looks around, taking in the place as she saunters over. A kiss warms his lips, a hand strokes through his hair, and she plucks the second drink from his hand. Taking a sip, she disengages from him and continues looking around. "I need a place, Thomas." she replies.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake sits back down and says, "How about on my lap? What happened to your living arrangements? I was thinking of letting rooms to people who want a landlord who'd mind his own business. My aunt did the same. Of course she let rooms to gangsters laying low and ran a speakeasy downstair too. I like the place. I may redecorate. Consider it done if you want a room. If I have any occult problems... I would any help rendered in lieu of rent." He swirls his drink and takes another sip, watching the succubus.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana can take a hint, and the leather-clad succubus slides casually across that offered lap with a soft chuckle. "Yeah, that sorta fell through. Let's come back to your offer, but consider this a provisional acceptance." She runs fingers through his hair casually while taking a sip of her drink. "I need someplace to do something that's gonna be pretty unpleasant. May cause strain some dimensional barriers, and it will most certainly smell bad." She looks around, then adds. "Probably not something I'd want to do in your living room. It needs to have privacy, but not someplace that would be necessarily missed if it happened to be cleansed by fire afterward."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake frowns a little. "You would be responsible for any clean up and removing elder gods and such. To say the least. Here, get up. I want to show you something." He reluctantly gets up and walks over to a bookcase, pulling on a copy of Crime and Punishment. The bookcase swings out revealing a series of concrete steps down. "I found these checking the place out for living arrangements. Kept smelling musty air. there are more rooms downstairs, offices, even a surgery... that might be useful for you. There might be a crematorium down there in the back. Auntie saw to hr gusts' needs really well. Come on." He descends the stairs hitting a light switch.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana rises smoothly, remaining close as she follows Thomas to the bookcase. "Interesting choice..." she muses, as the secret door swings out to reveal steps going down. "A surgery and a crematorium? Okay, now you've got my attention." she replies. And when he descends the redhead follows along. "I've got a captured critter from another dimension that I need to torture for information." she admits. "I could probably do it down here, once I cast the proper wards and barriers..."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake stops and put an arm around the woman's shoulders. "Could you ward the whole house? No spell based peeking or... X-ray vision? Because there's your first month and security deposit right there." Yeah there's some kind of incinerator in here. Auntie was thorough. I always has an affinity for the old girl. She gave me butterscotch candies and stopped robbing her purse after she clouted me on the head a couple times. She was a rip. But seriously, wards would be nice."

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana chuckles at that, laying her head against his shoulder when he puts his arm around her. "Ward the whole place? That's not gonna be easy, but it's definitely something I can do." Her attention perks when he mentions an incinerator. Incinerator? Mafia? No, she doesn't need to ask. "I think this place would be perfect, the more I look. Take me a little while to prepare all the wards, though. And I won't want to move the little guy until it's ready." She pauses, then adds. "He's trussed up in the attic of an abandoned house right now, hidden by about 6 different warding spells."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake nods. Half chuckles and half purrs. "Well we could start with the surgery for starters. Work our way up from there. Sy, instead of a security deposit I could require a service that improves security of my renters. Hmmm, you gotta get answers... I'm pretty good at that. I could dangle the little bastard over some lions at the central Park Zoo. Just to be gentlemanly." He's very aware that half of this beautiful creature could eat him alive, destroy him body and soul, and the demon half was no bargain either. But he always found people like... well her and him usually returned good treatment. Anyway... Cheshire was way worse.

Satana Hellstrom has posed:
Satana turns to nuzzle playfully against his broad chest, hand trailing down to give him a playful swat on the backside. "You leave the torture to me, 'kay? But I like the surgery. Tile floor and tile walls, with a couple of floor drains. Easy to clean. But you've got yourself a deal, Thomas. I'll work on the wards and then move the little beastie over. Just so you know, it's gonna smell really bad. But I promise to bleach afterwards."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake grins at the swat and nudges the top of her head with his chin, like a big cat. "You never lived with a pack of lionesses in heat have you? As long as the smell is out by nd of the week. I have a showing."