the random scenario meme (extended)

[angelofavarice]

Since it was requested...You all know how it works, too, but here.

How it works:
1. Post with your character, series, and preferences if you have any (for smut options).
2. Others roll using this handy dandy random number generator to pick a prompt type and prompt! Or the original commenter can set up a scene, it all works!
3. Play it out, but be nice~. Respect other players!
4. Have fun.

TYPE OF SCENE
1. Angst - Angst
indicates heavy/depressing topics. Characters suffer emotionally orphysically from relationships breaking up, death, injury, etc. Hurt and comfort themes are included.
2. Fluff - Something that is devoid of angst. It's light-hearted and might have the overtone of romance.
3. Sex - first times, kinks, even dubcon are all possible themes of sex related ideas.
4. Action - gun fights, bar brawls, fights to the death are all possible scenarios.
5. Crack - genderswaps, super powers, sudden compulsions are all possible outcomes!
6. Your choice! - think of your own scenario or choose one of the above, make a combo even!

ANGST
1. Injury/illness - character has become injured or ill! To what extent is the mun's choice.
2. Last moments - character has been gravely injured and this is their last chance to say their last words.
3. Depression - character is depressed, what actions they take is up to the mun.
4. Betrayed - character has been betrayed by the other. How do they react?
5. Tortured - character is being tortured and needs rescuing or at least a sympathetic ear to help him through it.
6. Jealousy - character is feeling jealous and must deal with it, how will they do it?
7. Breakup! - This relationship has gone as far as it can, it's time to breakup.
8. Broken - for whatever reason, the character is broken, mentally or or physically.
9. Fight - You can't even be in the same room as your friend or lover without arguing anymore.
10. Lost - you lost the biggest fight of your life and now all you can do is try to pick up the pieces.
11. Worst Nightmare - whatever you fear the most is now real or maybe you're just trapped in a dream together, but whatever it is, it feels too real.
12. Addicted - you're addicted to something, alcohol, drugs, sex, whatever. It's destroying your life and you can't do anything to stop it.
13. Hurt You - you're being forced to hurt someone you love either by betraying them or even being forced to shout things you don't mean. It's for their own good in the end though.
14. Separation - you were forced to leave this person for their own safety and while you've been miserable without them, you really didn't mean to run into them again... maybe it was by accident or you were watching them from afar this whole time.
15. Becoming a Monster - different from the crack version, you are slowly changing, becoming a monster. Vampire, zombie, demon, something you can't recover from and no one can help you.
16. Frozen - you are entirely helpless, frozen, to stop some kind of disaster.
17. Prison - you were very bad and now it's time to pay the price by turning yourself in or maybe the law just finally caught up to you.
18. Fear - you're not sure why, but you are suddenly terrified and you can't deal with it. You need help.
19. Hated - you are now hated by the person you loved the most.
20. Down and Out - you're living on the streets, you've hit rock bottom, and you don't know what to do.

FLUFF
1. Cuddling - for whatever reason, characters feel like being close and cuddling.
2. Pillow talk - after the main event, characters are up for some pillow talk.
3. Celebration - anniversary or some other big event is taking place and characters want to celebrate!
4. Love Confession - someone has finally decided to confess their love and today is the day!
5. Appreciation - you feel the need to show appreciation for that person closest to you, even if it's just a pat on the back.
6. Apologies - you made a mistake and now it's time to make it up in some way you know the other can't refuse!
7. Get Back Together - Why did you break up again exactly? Whatever the reason, it was a huge mistake and you both know you can work through it.
8. Date Night - you've planned for a wonderful night together and you can't wait to get it started.
9. Family - you've either found out you're pregnant or you've already got that addition to your family.
10. Marriage - you're just about to get hitched or maybe you're enjoying your honeymoon. Maybe you've been together for years now! Whatever the case, it's time for that next big step.
11. Meeting Again - it's time for that happy reunion finally!
12. Love At First Sight - for whatever reason, you are now insanely in love with the first person you set eyes on.
13. Flirtation - you can't resist to do a little bit of harmless flirtation all of a sudden.
14. In the Snow - Look outside! It's a winter wonderland, so why not go out and play in it?
15. Engagement - you've planned it all out and now it's time to finally pop the question.
16. Friendly Games - you've set up the game station or board games for a friendly competition!
17. Gift - time to give that special someone a gift just because.
18. Recovery - you're taking care of someone who's just recovered from some illness or injury.
19. Healing - time to help mend that someone who's been through hell and back.
20. Better Than Ever - you've finally got everything you've ever wanted here. What is your ideal life and who does it include?

SEX
1. First Time - it's your first time together or your first time ever! Enjoy the awkward times!
2. Bondage - You and your partner decide to experiment a little with ropes or handcuffs or whatever you'd like to tie your partner up with.
3. Rough/Aggressive - characters want it rough.
4. Romantic - Slow and gentle, meaningful, that's how characters want it.
5. Dubcon - Character A wants Character B and it doesn't really matter if Character B wants it as bad or not.
6. In Public - Characters feel like taking a risk and doing it in a public place.
7. Roleplay - Naughty nurse fetish? Pirate kink? You and your partner decide to try it out now!
8. Healing - you've both fought hard or gone through a rough time and it's time to get some R&R in.
9. Last Time - this is the last time you're going to this because you're breaking up or maybe your lover is running off to sacrifice their lives in some heroic way. The possibilities are endless, but you better make this one count.
10. Unattached - you're just friends with benefits. Nothing wrong with that, right?
11. Anonymous - you met in a restroom or bar, any location of your choosing, but you don't even know each other's names.
12. Toys - you're eager to try something new, so why not toys?
13. Aphrodisiacs - you've been slipped a strong aphrodisiac somehow and now you absolutely cannot control yourself.
14. Show - you're putting on a show by either doing it right in the club or filming it for a bunch of people.
15. Ménage à Trois - it's time for that threesome you've always dreamed of.
16. Non-penetrative - frottage, handjobs, whatever you want to try out.
17. Controlled - you are under mind control and must do whatever your lover asks of you.
18. Hatesex - it's not just rough or aggressive, you absolutely cannot stand each other.
19. Extreme - fisting, knifeplay, whatever you can think of so long as it tests the boundaries.
20. Fantasy - this is just a fantasy, a dream, and you know it, but what is your ideal fantasy and how willing is your partner?

ACTION
1. Zombies - it's the zombie apocalypse! Lock and load.
2. Bar Brawl - you had one too many drinks, said something wrong, and now you're being asked to take it outside.
3. Chase - you're caught in a high speed chase!
4. Gun Fight - you're caught in a big shoot out!
5. Fight with a Friend - you're fighting with a friend, all out.
6. Interrogation - you're being interrogated for some offense you've done!
7. Aliens! - Aliens are attacking and you're not going to take your probe laying down.
8. Final Battle - this is it. The battle that will end all the fighting for you. Will you win? Will you get that peace you want?
9. Training - you're not actually fighting, just training for the inevitable.
10. No Hope - you know this fight has no hope. It's not going to end well for anyone involved, but you can't turn away.
11. Sneaking In - you're stealing a diamond or sneaking in to kick some bad guy butt, but whatever it is, you have to practice stealth.
12. Blue Wire - you're faced with a bomb that needs to be disarmed.
13. Fight for Honor - you've been disgraced or someone you care about has, so it's time to fight for honor.
14. Showdown - time for a cowboy-style showdown. Whoever draws the fastest wins.
15. War - you're caught in the middle of a war here. Remember to keep your chin up and keeping fighting.
16. Apocalypse - the apocalypse finally happened and now you're left to scavenge and fight for whatever is left.
17. Sabotage - It's time to sabotage someone's plan! How is entirely up to you. Do you set up a bomb in their toilet? Do you double cross them at the last minute?
18. Big Damn Hero - you know you have to handle this one alone, so that means disarming or knocking unconscious the person who wants to join you.
19. Fight Club - you know the rules... you're in an underground fighting ring and you're fighting with all you've got.
20. Threaten - you've just been sent here to rough them up a little, threaten them into behaving.

CRACK
1. Genderswap - uh-oh, you're suddenly the opposite gender!
2. Forced confessions - no matter what it is and no matter how hard you resist, you're going to be compelled to spill some deep dark secret!
3. Mind-reading - you've suddenly got the ability to read minds!
4. Animal Features - you're suddenly part animal!
5. Awkward Pickup Lines - you're compelled to use bad pickup lines on whoever is closest!
6. Back In School/Graduated - you're suddenly back in school! Or if you were already in it, you've aged and long since graduated!
7. Vampires, werewolves, and zombies, oh my! - You're suddenly a vampire, werewolf, or zombie! Maybe even a demon or a devil, whatever creepy crawly you can think of. What do you do now?
8. Ghost - you're suddenly a ghost or at least invisible. What are you going to do with this new ability?
9. Awkward Conversations - so did you just fart or what? Any conversation goes, as long as it's embarrassing and awkward.
10. Crossdressing - for whatever reason, you're suddenly dressed in clothes of the opposite gender.
11. Suddenly Naked - oops! Your clothes are suddenly gone.
12. Suddenly a Kid - you're a kid again! Have fun with that second childhood.
13. Fortune Cookie - You've sudenly received a note with something that will happen in the future, either precise or vague.
14. Super Power - and suddenly you're like Superman! Any power goes.
15. Face Off - somehow you've changed faces with the other person.
16. Back in Time - Somehow, you wound up in the past again. Do you try to correct something or just sit and wait for time to jump? Maybe it jumps to various points in your life or maybe you actually think you're back in the day. Have fun, run wild with the idea!
17. To the Future - is it everything you've dreamed? Is it horrible? Whatever happens, you're here to witness what happens to you in the future. Either you take the place of your future self or you're just there to watch. Might cause some confusion if people start seeing double though...
18. Angels, mermaids, and fairies! - you're not necessary something dark or evil. You're just something different. How do you deal?
19. Locked in a closet - for some reason, you're locked up in a closet with someone else. Do you make nice and try to figure your way out or what?
20. Finger Trap - you're caught in a Chinese finger trap... with somebody else! You can't figure out how to get loose either... have fun with that.

Comments

rolled 1/17 and couldn't resist...

[smugfox]

[ooc: Reynard here from the folk tales is in need of a lawyer. ;) He doesn't actually have much in the way of power, but figured I'd vamp, well, demon him up for this? Winging it otherwise...]

The law catching up to Reynard was hardly anything new. In fact, it was what he was most reknown for. The law catching up to him and tricking and talking his way out of it. If there should be a patron for the lawyer stand, it really ought to be him. He had been a lawyer for himself before the term had even been coined.

So he had pissed off the wrong people. He always did. It was the only thing more entertaining then pissing off the right people. Perhaps this time might have been the time he wouldn't have managed to get away, but the risk was half the fun.

Reynard certainly hadn't expected Wolfram & Hart to offer their services and the very fact that he hadn't expected it intrigued him. Intrigued him enough to agree to a meeting. It helped that within the office security ought to be good enough to not risk being hunted down by his various disgruntled associations.

He quite liked the office, too. Very spiffy. Not as spiffy as the young lawyer, though. Reynard actually had a rare instant of finding it more amusing to just shut up and let someone else talk. It was just too funny.

[hellsbestlawyer]

[[OOC: Winging it is good. Winging it is very good. And always ready to be service of another demon in need of legal aid. XD]]

Lindsey was in the process of explaining the legal procedures to his client, one Mr. Reynard, no given surname, when he noticed that said client might not be completely listening to him. It was just a thing he picked up about people, after having worked with so many of them.

Normally that wouldn't have mattered, but given there will be a criminal trial involved, working with an inattentive client could cost him the case. So closing the folder in front of him, Lindsey shifted in his seat and looked the other in the face.

"Do you have any questions about how we will proceed at the preliminary hearing, Mr. Reynard?"

[smugfox]

[ooc: All hail the winging! And that's a good lawyer, have a cookie. ^^]

"Just Reynard," Reynard said automatically, smiling brightly at Lindsey. He had been listening, mostly. Perhaps he had been focusing more on the way the lawyer said thing then on what he actually said and perhaps he had been watching him in a way rather deliberately meant to throw him off-guard, but at the very least no one could say he hadn't been paying attention.

"Preliminary." He liked the sound of it. Leaning back in the chair, he pulled a leg up and placed his foot on the seat, not really caring whether that was social convention or not. He leaned his elbow on his knee and smiled. "I figured I'd just do all you tell me to, then it all turns out well and we can live happily ever after."

Obviously he had complete trust in his lawyer. "So do tell how we'll proceed. I'd not want to mess it all up."

[hellsbestlawyer]

"That is precisely how it will go, Reynard," Lindsey approved with a beaming smile carefully crafted to deal with clients. He folded his hands neatly over the closed folder and turned his full attention to his esteemed client. It was a testament to his skill that he barely batted an eyelid at the leg.

"The opposition really don't have a case. What they have are a series of circumstantial evidence which you have proper, solid alibis to dismiss on half the accounts." Lindsey opened the folder again and slipped Reynard a piece of paper that documented shopping bills with timestamps for those dates and times. "The trial will be halted at the preliminary stage and will not proceed with a court date."

At this point, he paused to throw his eyes over Reynard in an efficient sweep. "I will ask you to make yourself presentable for a day of court that day. Combing back your hair, a suit and tie are a must. Will you require us to pick that up for you?" A subtle dig? Perhaps.

[smugfox]

"Such a smart lawyer." It's a compliment, really, it just sounds as if he's being a condescending ass. "Then I won't have to worry about my safety much longer. Very crafty." He picked up the piece of paper and skimmed over it before putting it down again.

"Oh, cheeky." Reynard put his hands on the chair's armrests and pulled himself up, suddenly crouching on the chair in a fluid motion that seemed as if it would require muscles in places humans don't have them. With his head tilted to the side, he just inspected Lindsey quietly for a moment. "Don't like my hair?"

Then he rose to his feet, not missing a beat in making his way towards Lindsey. He stopped in front of him, disregarding personal space or simply regarding Lindsey's personal space as, really, his personal space as he ran hand down the expensive tie the man was wearing. And, yes, those are nails ripping through some of the silken threads.

"A suit and tie like yours, huh?" His smile was just a bit too wide and his eyes shone when he put his foot up on the seat of Lindsey's chair, forcing his way between the man's legs. The grip on his tie tightened, wrapping it around his hand as he looked down at Lindsey. "Sure does look pretty on you, little lawyer." He mussed Lindsey's hair with his free hand and shrugged. "Not sure it's really my style."

[hellsbestlawyer]

Lindsey reacted admirably well given the circumstances. In fact, up until any personal touch was involved, the only sign of the irritation he felt, and he was feeling it by the bucket load, came in the form of a small twitch in his eyebrow that can easily be dismissed as a muscle tick. He even managed to keep his smile in place, barely shifting the carefree grin even as he tried to pull back his chair.

The piece of furniture scraped along the carpeted ground until it was stopped with Reynard's foot on the seat between his legs, effectively pinning it down.

That was when his generic grin faltered and his kindly looking eyes took on a harder edge.

Still acting largely unbothered, he placed his hands over Reynard's and carefully maneuvered his irrevocably ruined silk tie out of the fox's twisted grasp. "Yes, precisely like mine." His eyes followed the hand mussing through his hair by narrowing marginally. "You need to make a good impression with the judge. It is irrelevant whether it is your style or not, a neat and cultured appearance is crucial and cannot be missing." Despite still smiling, those were definite digs this time.

[smugfox]

Reynard did have a certain amount of respect for such a carefully schooled expression. It's an art he's practiced long himself, after all, but he had centuries on Lindsey. He noted it and it made him smile.

Truly, he hardly cared what Lindsey thought or said about his appearance. It wasn't even as if he was above taking on a 'cultured' look when necessary. But just as he didn't really think he needed a lawyer, this was simply a good enough excuse.

"Then you ought to give me lesson in manners, Lindsey." He had already forgotten the man's last name, anyway. "Because I'm starting to think I'm sorely lacking in propriety."

His hand still in his hair tightened, his grip pulling him back against the chair as surely as the hand on his thigh had pulled him forward just before. He glanced over the shoulder just for a moment, realizing that there'd be security at a place like that, but it seemed as if Lindsey had cheated himself out of that option by edging further away from the desk.

"Why don't you tell me how I should behave, hm?"

[hellsbestlawyer]

"Wolfram and Hart is a full service law firm," the lawyer started, blue eyes hardening with a layer of ice when Reynard's hand tightened to a nearly painful hold in his hair. Stilling completely, Lindsey tilted his head slowly back as far as that grip would allow before it pulled unbearably on his hair roots. Then meeting Reynard's lazy gaze, he allowed his own ice chips to fly. "We have experts who can offer lessons on how to act human."

His affable smile was still in place, but Lindsey was definitely getting irritated as he patiently waited for the animal to remove his paw. He was not afraid, not even a little bit, but he was really, incredibly, annoyed. "If you are so convinced it's required, should I arrange for your training lesson?"

[smugfox]

That actually caught him off-guard just a little bit. They actually offered training lessons? "...I need to get a job here." He didn't mean that muttered sentence, of course, but it did suddenly sound like so much more fun.

However, that wasn't really important right now. He pulled his knife out of the sheath on his thigh in a practiced move. There was no time wasted before the blade already cut through the threads connecting the top button of Lindsey's shirt to the fabric, so dangerously close to nicking his skin or worse.

"I have known how to behave human before humans had even worked out their rules." He shook his head. "I've been my own advocate before the term even existed and I've spend more time arguing my case than you've even lived, little lawyer. And your ever so prestigious firm offers their services as if I'd need them." Reynard arched an eyebrow. "Is the main requirement for your job to be a condescending bastard or is that just a bonus feature you all share?"

It wasn't really against Lindsey, he hadn't been first to approach him and even if, it'd hardly have been on his own volition. But Lindsey was here, ever so easy to rile up, and such a convenient target.

He cut the second button off, then the third, then he used the tip of the knife to splay the shirt open. "I believe you've just arranged a training lesson for yourself, Lindsey."

[hellsbestlawyer]

It was when the weapon appeared that finally broke through the lawyer's composure to reveal something besides his agreeable smile. His eyes widened in surprise when light first caught the blade and reflected it in a quick cold glint, but following that, they were quickly narrowed again in annoyance and, perhaps just the tiniest stirrings of fear.

"What are you doing?" No longer as composed as before but still trying to not upset the client, especially not one practically standing in his lap with a knife, Lindsey tried to ease back further into his seat.

Still, one button gone, two and three. It was at the third one that he decided to try to reach for the panic button installed under his desk. Either way, security monitored the room feeds and pressing the button was just an extra buzz, likely a team was already on their way.

Any minute now, there will be footsteps outside his room and security ready to charge through the door. He hoped.

"I'm sorry if my manner displeased you," he picked up again smoothly despite the situation. "But Reynard, you shouldn't be hasty with turning us away. Just think how much easier it will be with the help of Wolfram and Hart to ease your way. You won't have to be a fugitive in human society."

[smugfox]

"Just giving you my own lesson, little lawyer." Another flick of the knife, another button falling.

He smiled and it reached his eyes, as all his smiles did, never mind how free of sincerity they were. It did intrigue him, the way the other masked his emotions behind that politeness. He listened to him talk pretty and he hardly cared enough to even pay attention to the meaning of his words.

But he did note that he's trying to reach for that button and before Lindsey could manage, Reynard shifted his weight and tilted forward. In a flurry of motion they tumble over, the back of the chair hitting the ground, Reynard's knee pressed against Lindsey's chest and the knife... ah, well, it might have left an unintentional cut in all this.

He pinned him down with that knee to his chest, wondering whether he'd knocked his head in that fall. The knife's edge was pressing against his lips and he smiled sweetly as he whispered. "Don't scream, Lindsey. I enjoy getting some time with you alone and I'd so hate..." There's that knife leaving a cut on his upper lip. "...having to cut it short."

[hellsbestlawyer]

The shift came without warning and Lindsey tried to compensate for the weight by leaning forward in a last ditch attempt to press that button. It was a futile effort though as it all went to hell anyway with him tipping back just inches from getting to the desk.

Lindsey hit the ground hard with the back of his head falling back to connect with the edge of the chair and his chest burning from the wayward knife strike. Although the cushioned seat protected him from the most damage, the impact was still enough to keep him adequately stunned for Reynard to have him pinned to the ground.

After that, the knife between his lips did the rest.

He winced from the sharp sting of the knife against the flesh of his upper lip. The metallic taste of blood flooded his mouth as blood wept from the wound.

"What do you want?" He asked softly, eyes stretched impossibly wide although he managed to keep his voice continuously steady. "Wolfram and Hart can help. I assure you, this is highly unnecessary." Contrary to his calm words though, fear exuded strongly from his pores.

[smugfox]

Oh, Reynard saw the fear and smelled the fear and - true to the insticts of a predator - it only served to excite him. No wonder then, that he leaned down and dragged his tongue along the side of his face, then chuckling right by his ear. His voice, as usual, sounded perfectly civilized, with the mocking undertone prominent in every word.

"Oh, I believe they have given me a lot of what I want already, wouldn't you agree, little lawyer? I can taste your fear." He smiled. "I like it."

The tip of his knife shifted, pressing against the corner of his eyes. "Such an expressive face, Lindsey. You'll get far in the world if you keep schooling it." Reynard holds his gaze and smiles. "Don't worry. I won't scratch it up too much."

He leaned down and licked the cut on Lindsey's lips, sucked the lip between his teeth and lapped the blood up in a crude mockery of a kiss. Finally he shifted to whisper into his ear, their cheeks brushing. It would have almost been romantic intimacy, if not for the cool steel of the knife blade resting against his other cheek. "If they're not sending security to help their lawyer in distress, does that mean they didn't see or does it mean that they're enjoying the show?"

[hellsbestlawyer]

Lindsey might have cringed lightly when he first felt the warm, wet tongue play across his cheek, but he went rigid when the knife landed beside his eye. He could feel its sharp point pressing precariously close to his sclera although thankfully, with the angle it was held in, he couldn't see it in his vision. Still, he didn't dare to do as much as blink too hard.

Which made it even harder when he suddenly found himself kissed by Reynard, or rather, got his blood lapped from his lips by the animal. He gritted against its sting and hoped the glare he returned was enough to convey what he thought of the fox's games.

Since the knife still rested coldly there, he could only continue using words to express himself. It was what he was good at after all.

"They might take a while, but they'll be coming. If you're intent on denying our services like this, I wouldn't still be here when they show up if I were you." They had to be coming, they must be coming. Lindsey couldn't even imagine what he would do if they weren't. Wolfram and Hart protection services extended to its employees... right?

[smugfox]

"I trust you wouldn't, Lindsey, but you're not exactly a daredevil now, are you?" Reynard started loosening the knot of Lindsey's tie, but then abandoned the motion as his eyes flickered to the side, having thought better of it.

"I do so hope they are watching, perhaps it will improve their customer service. Less offering legal advice to people who don't need it and more offering you up for personal entertainment." He followed the line of Lindsey's jaw with the tip of the knife, forcing him to lean his head back, offering his throat to him. He had to shift just a bit to bring his lips against his neck and then he bit down, hard enough to break skin, hard enough to make him bleed, hard enough to mark him.

When he lapped at the blood afterwards, he whispered. "I know I'd be back for more."

He sat up and got on his knees, one still on Lindsey's knee as he stretched out and reached for the nearest cable he could reach, not really caring what it was connected to as he tugged to pull them closer. He lifted his knife from Lindsey's skin just long enough to cut through the cables. With a bunch of cables in his hand, he glanced down at Lindsey, the knife back by his eye. "I'm going to need you to turn around, please. If you'd be so kind."

See? He could be civilized.

[hellsbestlawyer]

Lindsey had abandoned the idea of playing nice with his obvious non-client to let his more willful side show through. Yes, his head was forced to tilt back by the tip of the knife and his heart hammered so loud in his chest that he wondered if the audio feeds weren't picking it up, he still maintained his death glare promising payback on the fox as soon as he was able to.

That moment came when the knife suddenly left his skin and the creature was distracted by the cables. As soon as that knife was moving away, Lindsey tried pushing Reynard off with the heel of his hand towards the direction of the blade, while twisting at the same time to roll away from it.

The door of his office chose to open at that moment, and an elderly man in a business suit walked in with a dozen security men behind him.

"Hello, Reynard. I'm Holland Manners, division head of special projects. Did Lindsey do something to displease you?" He too wore a fatherly smile and, unlike Lindsey, was giving off a benign vibe despite the situation he walked in.

On the sidelines where he escaped to a few feet away, Lindsey tried to get up to his hands and knees while gingerly touching the bleeding bite on his neck. He gave his boss a sharp look but chose to stay quiet as he recognized this was out of his hands.

[smugfox]

The maneuver wasn't exactly unexpected and it kind of excited him, really. He'd gladly take any excuse to wrestle Lindsey down, no doubt in him that he'd gain the upper hand here.

But of course someone had to spoil his fun. With an annoyed huff of breath, Reynard looked at the man and his smile, his head tilted to the side. If Reynard was alarmed, it certainly didn't show. He stayed crouched down, turning the knife in his hand and pretended that a dozen security men weren't much of a problem for him. Possibly they weren't, it was certainly hard to tell from his expression.

"...is your daughter Miss Manners? Because I think I'd like to meet her." He smirked for himself, then looked at Lindsey, smiling as he saw his bleeding neck. "Lindsey hasn't been overly polite or respectful, no. But I assume that's just company policy, so I don't know if you can really blame him for it."

He shrugged. "I just have my own policy on how to react to it."

[hellsbestlawyer]

"Is that so?" Holland turned his gaze onto Lindsey as well, tsking very softly like a disappointed father. "You have my sincerest apologies for that, Reynard. However it is not company policy to let clients discipline our employees." The elderly man turned his kindly expression back to Reynard, completely ignoring Lindsey's slight look of relief.

For good reason too. Still remaining oblivious to Lindsey's plight, the older lawyer continued, "Although.... yes, it is possible if you would like to sign a contract to work with Wolfram and Hart. Then you wouldn't be a client anymore."

"What?!" Lindsey's gaze skipped from his boss to Reynard, hardly believing the betrayal he was hearing with his own ears.

"Don't be obtuse, Lindsey," Holland answered in his patronizing, reprimanding tone. "Of course, a partner of Wolfram and Hart's will have the right to deal with unruly employees." There was a sympathetic kindness in the way Holland looked back at Lindsey's shocked expression.

[smugfox]

"Too bad. If you changed that policy ad kept those employees, you'd get a lot more revenue." Reynard smirked at Lindsey, but turned back to Holland at his next words. His eyebrows arched just a bit, showing surprise, genuine or not.

Putting a finger to his lips, he looked back at the young lawyer. "Shh, Lindsey, the adults are talking."

Reynard rose to his feet, definitely seeming intrigued. Then, again, he was good at schooling his expression, perfectly aware of how he looked. It was impossible to tell whether it actually reflected what he felt.

"Partner, hm? Just what exactly would that contract entail?" He looked at Lindsey and lifted the knife to his mouth to lick the blood off the blade. "Apart from that perk, that is."

He gave a shrug and put his knife, now clean, back into the sheath. "I don't have a history of keeping to any contract."

[hellsbestlawyer]

"You won't have to practice law," Holland answer, smiling as if at a private joke but stopping when he realized Reynard wasn't following along. Changing the tone of the benign one that seemed to be a natural part of his features, he clarified. "Wolfram and Hart have many business partners. It ensures the firm's mutual success in the world. They look out for the firm's interests and the firm returns the favor in kind."

He waved his hand and one of the security guards handed Holland a piece of paper, which he in turn held out towards Reynard.

"It will need to be signed in blood as you will understand. It ensures the contract is kept both ways."

Finally sparing a glance for Lindsey's indignant glower, Holland added, "We prefer to have our employees returned to us functioning, of course. They are still valued employees."

[smugfox]

Reynard took the contract, licking Lindsey's blood still on his lips as he read through it. He didn't need to read it twice, he had known to read small print and think about loopholes before printing had even been invented. Over the edge of the paper he glanced at Lindsey, smiling when he saw his expression.

"Don't worry. I value functioning people myself." He shrugged and skimmed over the contract once more. "Lindsey." He snapped his fingers. "Be a good lawyer and show me where to sign."

It might be a rash decision, but he always made rash decisions. There seemed to be enough room for own interpretation though, enough freedom. And, truth be told, right now just getting to Lindsey was a great incentive.

[hellsbestlawyer]

"To hell with this!" Seeing his own fate being sealed like he was one of the contract terms he constantly negotiated on clients' behalf made Lindsey realize just how dangerous his position was. If he wasn't going to get help from Holland, then he will just have to help himself.

Gaining his feet quickly, he tried to make a bolt towards the door in a quick charge. It was a brash decision, hopeless under the circumstances, but the only other exit was through the windows and they were sixty floors off the ground.

Try as he might, he didn't get further past Holland before the guards grabbed him and held him in place. Beside him, Holland tsked in mild disappointment. "I expected better behavior out of you of all people, Lindsey. I had such high hopes for you."

He ignored Lindsey's raging struggles with the security in preference to Reynard and indicated to the fox the dotted line at the bottom of the contract. From his pocket, he took out a very special pen, one that would poke the user lightly to extract blood for ink, and handed it over to Reynard. "I understand your need to discipline him. He normally really is much better behaved, I don't know what could have come over him."

[smugfox]

Reynard watched Lindsey dash for the door, not too bothered by it, seeing as there were a dozen security men waiting. There didn't really seem to be a way to escape, he'd already thought it through himself.

He smiled when Lindsey was caught, watching how he was easily held in place. It was good to note that the human really did seem to be just that, seemed as if he'd not have to deal with any surprises on that front.

Reynard took the pen from Holland and inspected it to make some sense of how it worked, then he shrugged. "Good help is hard to come by these days. But he's just a bit too full of himself. Nothing that can't be taught."

With the tip of the pen over the dotted line, he signed his name, just one of the many he used. He handed the pen back over to Holland, eyes once again trained on Lindsey. "So I can keep him, for now?"

He so hoped he'd be scared.

[hellsbestlawyer]

Smiling in the same expression he showed up in the office in, Holland took both pen and paper from Reynard and carefully folded the paper. There was a soft red glow as the contract was established and then nothing, it looked like a normal contract once again.

"Of course," Holland said with a motion for the guards to let Lindsey go.

Lindsey was shoved hard enough to send him sprawling back into the office, his own office, trapped with no way out. He looked frantically from Holland, the guards and Reynard, and swallowed as he tried to come up with another plan.

He was scared for real this time, absolutely terrified, but he still tried to keep his dignity as he straightened his rumpled jacket. His nostrils flared in fright at Holland's next words though.

"Will you require another chamber or will this office suffice for your needs?"

Oh God... they weren't actually offering Reynard a choice of rooms to torture him in! "Holland..."

The elder man reached out and patted Lindsey's arm almost reassuringly. "This is just a little disciplinary action. You will learn from this experience, Lindsey."

[smugfox]

"Oh, the office should suffice this time." Actually, he rather liked the irony. And, yes, he mostly just said this time to make Lindsey believe there might be a next time. And maybe a little to find out whether they would be.

He took a deep breath, eyes closing for a moment as he focused on the scent of Lindsey's fear. There was a glint to his eyes when he opened them again. Without any further warning he made a grab for Lindsey's wrist, pulling him close, nails digging into his skin. "You should be happy, Lindsey. You're allowed to scream this time."

His eyes darted around as he inspected the office, already feeling quite inspired. Ultimately his gaze lingered on the desk. Oh yes.