(Sorry for the long wait. Been a busy day for me)
"Mhm. Yes we should go in" I say reaching for the door.
"Ladies first" I smile as I hold the door open. After Ashrea passes me I just stare at her. You need to invite me in for me to be able to cross the threshold. Dosent everybody know that?
(no worries.)
“Thank you.” Ashera smiled at the gesture but entered with a slight roll of her eyes. “I don't know if this will work but the business does welcome everyone in as part of the practice.” she suggested before pointing out a sign in the window next to the door. “I believe it does use the words “welcome” and “vampires” in it.”
"I have to be invited in pixie stick. Gosh you really are less smart than you seem" I cross the threshold. I sit down across a desk from the human lawyer.
“I know that, young lady.” Ashera frowned scoldingly. “That's why I pointed out the sign. Otherwise, I would have let you wait until the lawyer came and invited you in personally.” she huffed as she took her seat, trying not to seem like she was pouting.
The lawyer blinked at the two bickering women. He had been aware of an appointment between a Fae and another “supernatural being”, but it was still surprising to see them arguing like that. “How can I help you today?” he asked politely.
"Well, I'm just going to cut to the chase because I am incredibly impatient. I bit this Fae to feed. But as you can see I didn't drain it. Thus it's a part of my thrall now. But Pixie Stick here thinks that I ate her food and now I'm in her debt. But it wasn't even her food. She wasn't gonna eat it, was she?"
“I… see.” the lawyer said thoughtfully as he jotted down a few notes before turning to the Fae.
Ashera sighed as she took her turn to explain. “I will not deny that this Vampire bit me and drank my blood, but it was done without my permission.” she informed, moving her hair to the side to reveal the bite mark. “Of course, I realize that blood, Fae or otherwise, is not something that I would eat or drink but because it is food to her, Fae law says that this Vampire must serve me.”
"Yes like I can just ask 'hey bro can I drink your blood so I don't suffer a horrible gruesome death'" I huff crossing my arms over my chest. "By just biting her she would be in my thrall! I didn't need to drink it so technically she would have dome my thing first."
I turn and look at Ashera "Are there any fae laws about just biting the fae?"
“If you had asked, and I happened to agree, then we would not be in this situation.” Ashera argued. “Perhaps you should learn or discover some way to identify what your prey is before you bite them.” she couldn't help but snip.
“Ladies, ladies, please.” the lawyer interrupted, hoping to stop a fight. “Now, you do have a point. If you had only bitten this Fae, then yes, she would be in your thrall without question.” he addressed the Vampire professionally. “But because you drank her blood, it seems as if you are both in each other's thrall. Even if you were able to tell me there were a couple of seconds between the two acts, you would still be in debt to the Fae because you drank without her permission.”
(bump)
(IM SO SORRY I FORGOT IT EXSISTED)
"That's stupid." I roll my eyes and cross my arms at the wrists and put them down on my knees. "Whatever. What can we do to fix this? How do we settle this?"
I just want to not have to deal with this stupid fae anymore. They drive me insane.
(It's ok)
The lawyer sighs and tries to keep a professional but sympathetic expression. “Unfortunately, I don't have an answer for you. I can do some research and see if I can find anything but… I suppose the main problem is that you're both technically immortal.” he added thoughtfully. “Otherwise, the contract would end when one of you dies.”
“Contract?” Ashera asked softly, looking a little pale at the word choice.
"Hey pixie stick. Shouldn't you be jumping up and down in joy? I thought the fae loved contracts." I smile before looking to the lawyer guy.
"Techically I'm already dead. Well, sort of. I'm dead but I haven't stopped breathing if that counts."
Ashera shook her head, half glaring at the vampire. “Not a contract where I’m also a victim! Not one like this.” she sighed as she put her face in her hands.
“I’m afraid that does not count.” the lawyer told her, raising a knowing brow. “You should know what kind of dead I meant by that anyway.” he said as he stood up. “In the meantime, I feel like I should say congratulations to both of you.”
"Congradulations about what?" I swear to God if the next words out of his mouth aren't you can now go your separate ways I will drain him. I doubt he'd even taste good. I'm not thirsty either. It's just for the principal.
“Please don't say it.” Ashera begged as the lawyer headed towards the door.
The lawyer shrugged apologetically at Ashera’s request but was clearly smart enough to get away from the vampire, though he pulled a silver necklace with a cross out from under his shirt before answering. “On your marriage.” he said simply, quickly ducking outside the office and, no doubt, running away from the angry vampire woman.
I would bite him. I should bite him. But he's wearing silver. Silver burns suck. Plus, I can't bite him is its a silver cross.
I stand up, sending my parasol clattering to the floor. "What! We are not married! I would rather drive a wooden steak through my own heart than spend the rest of my immortality with miss pixie stick over there." I try to shout it loud enough for him to hear. Before ditching it and running to the door and shouting out. "Get back here dammit! There must me another way this plays out"
I wish I just drained a fucking possum.
Ashera let out a sound between a sigh and a groan. “Unfortunately, we are. He’s right.” she admitted. “The “contract” he mentioned… it’s a magical one that happened last night.” she explained, not feeling the need to elaborate on the details of when or how that contract was formed. “He said he was going to do some research and I hope he finds a way out of this.”
"Is he married? Nevermind. It's not his fault. It would be rude of me to drain his wife. or husband…" I mutter to myself.
Suddenly I'm nearly gliding across the linoleum floor, my heels making satisfying clicking noises with every step, back to my parasol. "Since it's magic, does that mean we can't get a divorce?"
Ashera ignored Belladonna’s rude, but understandably angry, comment about draining the lawyer’s potential partner before looking up to meet her gaze. “I do not know. I don't remember hearing about something like this happening before. Which is why I am also going to go home and do some research of my own.” she answered as she stood up, not breaking eye contact with the vampire.
"Lovely. See you later then alligator." I go to the door of the office and blow a kiss to my new wife apparently before stepping out on the night streets and opening my parasol.
I'm going to go find that fucking laywer and beat him half to death with my parasol. Or my bag. I just can't touch his silver cross. or drain him.
Ashera glared, offended, by the kiss but followed her out of the office. Normally, it wouldn't bother her at all but she knew Belladonna did it just to mock their situation. “You can't hurt him.” she warned as she walked behind Belladonna. “If you do, then he can’t help us find a solution to our problem.”
"I can't kill him. I can still hurt him. The only way he cant help us is if I drain him dry or bash his skull in." I gesture with my hands as I speak. I begin to walk away.
"Aren't you supposed to be careful with your words? Don't pixies love wordplay and carefully worded sentences?" I add before opening my bag and getting out my phone. It has a black case with a kiromi charm. The phone has wired earbuds tangled around it. I move to the side of the sidewalk and try to untangle them.
Ashera sighed, rolling her eyes at the assumption. “Sometimes. Other times it can be a little too tedious to bother with games.” she admitted as she stood in front of Belladonna. “But you still shouldn't hurt him. Would you want to help someone to the best of your abilities if they hurt you? I know several Fae who wouldn't. In fact that would only make things worse.” she almost smirked. “We can be quite vindictive when the mood strikes.”
"Is this how the rest of my immortality is gonna be? You never letting me do anything fun?" I finally get my headphones untangled.