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[baetiful]

This is the direct contact method for Lord Petyr Baelish. Please leave a message, and I will return your call at my earliest convenience.


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[slightlyoffchilt]

I did not intend the escalation!

[baetiful]

You should have been able to control it. Is winning an argument so important you are willing to detonate all the other relationships you've built around you?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Petyr, please. I -- lost my temper, I misspoke. I had only wanted to hurt him. You understand what that is like.

[baetiful]

I believe I was able to navigate the situation. But it does not change the fact that I paid you ten thousand dollars for both your vote and your silence. And since you broke one of those two golden rules, you are now in debt.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I cannot simply pay that right now.

[baetiful]

Well. I am a generous man. If you cannot pay me back in cash, you can pay me back in ten thousand dollars worth of voluntary labor.

With interest, of course. Depending upon how long it takes you to work off this debt you've accrued.

[slightlyoffchilt]

[He sighs -- belabored, broken. A compromised man.]

What is it that you want me to do?

[baetiful]

To start, there will be a date auction at the Swear In Haen and I are hosting. I expect you to participate and encourage other imPorts to do the same.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh my god, maybe I can find the ten grand.

And what -- [clearing his throat.] What else?

[baetiful]

What else depends on how much money you earn. How much you happen to be worth in the auction.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I am not precisely a popular man, Petyr. It isn't going to yield a lot.

[baetiful]

Really? I thought many men have been vying for your attention as well as apparently sucking on you.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You are perfectly charming when politely irate.

[baetiful]

You were the one who confessed to this blood letting. Which is what you and Sam had a bet on, correct?

[slightlyoffchilt]

For how long were you chatting with Merlotte, exactly?

[baetiful]

You were the one who told me of your bet when I suggested you vote for Dio. You also implied you had not lost, if I recall. And whether or not you have the self control to resist a vampire is not my concern. I do not appreciate being the chip you play when you feel you are losing the higher ground against Merlotte.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I will make it up to you, Petyr. It was just -- momentary insanity.

[baetiful]

I am positive you will. And perhaps you will find yourself fortunate and there will be a generous bidder on the 12th. One who believes you are worth ten thousand dollars...

[slightlyoffchilt]

Is this really about the money? Or the control? That I can be an undefined variable. I thought you liked a little chaos, Petyr.

[baetiful]

Are you truly trying to masquerade carelessness as chaos?

[slightlyoffchilt]

You would punish me with humiliation. I think the comparison is not untoward.

[baetiful]

And you do not believe it was a humiliation, the things you told Sam about me?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Not your humiliation, no. Just that of your pet dog's.

[baetiful]

I certainly found it humiliating to be confronted by it in the middle of an endorsement for Dio. I especially found it humiliating to be confronted by it when I was in the middle of angling for your agenda in regards to him.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I regret any personal pain such statements might have caused you, but I am not your pet to leash. You are a mayor here, not a lord.