Astarte, Goddess of All (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
glowingeyedgoddess) wrote2018-10-03 10:58 am
glowingeyedgoddess) wrote2018-10-03 10:58 am
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Reporting to the Boss (for baals)
Sitting in the lobby of Farrow-Marshall Aereonautics her slender legs crossed primly, visitor badge pinned to a smart business jacket, was a truly stunning young woman who drew the eye of everyone coming in to work. In return their attention was ignored; the passing staff were too low status to be of use to her and being so far above them she paid them no attention. Perhaps one of the passers-by might make a useful spy, but if she knew the owner of this building, which she did her every move was already being watched. She would find her spy another time.
Of course a woman of Anna's status was not alone, an assistant hovered nearby to cater to her every whim and two well built men stood nearby, bodyguards in the unlikely event anyone wanted to do the lovely blonde harm. Nonetheless her right hand, bare as it was, made her feel terribly exposed, the lack of Kara'kesh only adding to her discomfort. Taking out her phone, she tapped in Anna Pearson's password and began to scroll through it idly, paying little attention to the millionaire socialite's contacts of the wealthy and powerful, the primitive technology merely a tool to disguise her growing impatience at being kept waiting.
If Baal did not summon her soon then the woman or rather the snake that controlled her every movement was sorely tempted to depart prematurely, the only thing holding Astarte back being the knowledge that the action would have likely severe consequences. So she sat and waited, none of the growing impatience she felt appearing on her beautiful features. If Ba'al wanted her to wait then she would wait, and not gratify him further by seeing how angry it made her.
Of course a woman of Anna's status was not alone, an assistant hovered nearby to cater to her every whim and two well built men stood nearby, bodyguards in the unlikely event anyone wanted to do the lovely blonde harm. Nonetheless her right hand, bare as it was, made her feel terribly exposed, the lack of Kara'kesh only adding to her discomfort. Taking out her phone, she tapped in Anna Pearson's password and began to scroll through it idly, paying little attention to the millionaire socialite's contacts of the wealthy and powerful, the primitive technology merely a tool to disguise her growing impatience at being kept waiting.
If Baal did not summon her soon then the woman or rather the snake that controlled her every movement was sorely tempted to depart prematurely, the only thing holding Astarte back being the knowledge that the action would have likely severe consequences. So she sat and waited, none of the growing impatience she felt appearing on her beautiful features. If Ba'al wanted her to wait then she would wait, and not gratify him further by seeing how angry it made her.
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"That can very easily be done, although it would help if you were to direct where those ties are to be developed; I confess I do not understand your purpose in coming to this world as well as I could." She thinks she understands the gist, but perhaps he might let some further plans slip while unfolding some of his design.
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"I have complete confidence that you will choose the best ties to develop." It's more of a test than confidence. Her choices may tell him if she plans on turning on him any time soon.
"As for my purpose here... what would you like to know?" Ba'al tries to put on something approaching an innocent face.
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Nonetheless she needed to act carefully, his displeasure rightly to be feared, so to hedge against it Astarte folds her legs with a deliberate slowness, skirt riding up to reveal ever more slender thigh.
"We are establishing a power base here, admittedly it will take time for it to bare fruit and yet you do not take stronger measures against the Tau'ri now, why?"