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[flurry_of_beaus]

INBOX text / audio / video / action I feel bad. I've treated people like shit my whole life. And . . . I don't know. Having one transformative moment doesn't mean that you're immediately going to be a different person overnight and being better is something you have to work at, I guess. art credit code credit

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[flurry_of_beaus]

[ It sounds very... ordered and sensible, but nothing about Duplicity is really what it seems. So Beau is still expecting some kind of trap in this, some kind of catch. Not from Jo, of course, but from someone working for Duplicity. This specialist sounds suspect.

Still, Beau said she would do this and she's going to do this. So she takes a deep breath to steel herself before facing some pencil pushers and nods. ]

As I'll ever be. Let's just do this.

[ultra_boy]

[ Jo nods and leads the way in. Thankfully, for once, the situation is less trapped and more clear, than normal. Jo consults with Beau, and with the contract person making sure Beau gets a contract that lets her be free of any normal obligations, as well as giving her as much freedom and individuality as he can.

And when the contract is theirs, he takes a breath and signs it, then hands the pen to her, nodding. ]

[flurry_of_beaus]

[ Beau's uncomfortable. It has nothing to do with Jo, who is doing his best, or even with the specialist who is doing her best too. But the whole situation is so... official. Ignoring the fact that at some level, no matter what it says, she's signing over her freedom, it's the kind of place that Beau would avoid if at all possible.

Beau's lips thin as she looks at the paper in front of her, but she nods and takes the pen from Jo and signs her name.

The contract person says "congratulations" like this is a happy thing, and Beau supposes on some level it is. But, as she stands up, she looks to Jo. ]

Drink?

[ultra_boy]

Oh yes, drinks. Please.

[ He walks out with her as fast as they can go and feels his shoulders lift a little as they hit the sunlight outside. ]

I hate that place, and this whole.... thing. [ His hands wave at... everything as he glances around, then points one way. ]

There is a bar that way where the drinks are good and the people mind their own business. [ Then he points the other way. ]

Or we can go back to the place and you can settle into my place, if you want. The second room there is yours now, for the taking.

[flurry_of_beaus]

Shit. [ She says it with a tone of realization, things finally sinking in only in the few moments they've been outside with fresh air and sunlight and no contract assistants around them.

She's made a deal to be Jo's Submissive. They're going to live together.

Her life is basically in his hands. ]

Yeah, let's... I haven't got shit at my place. Let's just go to yours -- ours? Fuck -- and get drunk and eat steak.

[ultra_boy]

[ He glances aside at her. ]

Alright? And it's yours, too. One provision in that contract says that if something happens to me, you get the house.

[ He made sure of that. ]

And beer and steak sound good. Come on.

[ And he leads the way, walking with her at a fast pace. He is nervous. She is the first sub he has outside of Tinya, and it is both a scary and worrying thing. ]