Alice sat in her room, stroking Dina while reading Octavio's book. It was a very beautiful story telling a loosely-based version of a romance developing between two very different and very familiar characters not too much different from themselves. Alice started reading deeper into a particularly intimate scene, blushing at just how intense it continued; Octavio never seemed like the type to utilize such graphic details. Without actually realizing it, Alice slid her hand under her panties and started rubbing herself as she continued reading. Dina looked up at Alice with a bit of confusion about why she had stopped petting her and why Alice was so excited all of a sudden before following her other hand down under her skirt. Alice read on further, blushing harder as the chapter got more progressively deep. She pulled off her underwear and started to rub her clit as she finally felt an intense orgasm, Dina leaping off the chair in shock and perching herself on her bed. Alice heard a knock at her door, and quickly straightened up her hair and clothes, hiding the book under her pillow and covering her lack of panties.
"Come in," she said. Alice's mother entered, carrying an envelope.
"Alice you got a letter. I don't really know who it's from, though the return address is in some strange language." Alice looked at the letter, able to make out the strange silver ink in Octavio's handwriting reading her name across the front. "Have you been up to anything in here?" Alice quickly shook her head, hoping that her mother wouldn't see through her abundantly transparent lie. Alice had never been a very good liar, mostly because she almost never had a reason to and always kept to herself. Of course, after meeting Octavio, she became much more outspoken and social with her fellow piers and even some adults as well. She knew in the back of her mind though she was still a terrible liar.
"No, just sitting here with Dina." The kitten leapt down from her bed and purred at her feet. Her mother didn't seem to notice, and simply left the room.
"Dinner's at 6, honey."Alice nodded and waited for her mother to close the door behind her. She tore open the letter and read it to herself. Dina leapt back up in the chair in Alice's lap as Alice read the letter.
"'Dearest Allison,' he's so thoughtful. 'I wish for you to allow me to accompany you to a set location at a specific place sometime tomorrow. It is a matter of importance and I must ask that you seize this opportunity. Sincerely yours, Octavio Heirld Esquire.' Ooh, do you know what this means, Dina?" Dina mewed confusedly. "It means he's asking me out on a date. This is so sweet. Oh, wait, what about Jason?" Dina cocked her head to one side, leaping off the chair and following Alice's pacing. "I mean, he's probably not going to like knowing that I'm going on a date with Octavio. Then again, I can't just turn him down. He sent me the letter and everything, and went to all this effort. I don't know what to do, Dina. What do you think?" Dina gave a another confused mew. "That's perfect. I'll just ask Kim. She'll know what to do; thanks Dina." Alice left the room to call Kim, Dina left alone in the room by herself.
A man dressed in a black suit walked down the cobblestone streets of the fog-filled world of Greychapel. His long white hair was tied back from his stone-craved face as his dark blue eyes slowly scanned for the white manor that an old woman told him he could find that he was looking for. His shined black shoes clicking subtlety on the street as he walked in no hurry to reach his destination. Finally, he came upon the manor floating on a large island of rock as though the entire land itself had been ripped from the ground. He followed a very elaborate plank ladder leading up to the door and knocked. Arthur opened the door, and spoke in his usual tired and critically restrained voice.
"I do apologize, but Master Alexander is not accepting visitors at this time."
"I'm here at his urgent request, Arthur," the man said. Arthur opened the door further and led the man inside.
"May I take your jacket, sir," Arthur asked. The man shook his head and wandered through the corridors until coming upon Lord Alexander, sitting in his chair drinking a glass if brandy.
"Laurence, it's been too long, little brother," he said, taking a sip from the glass. He stood up out of the chair and walked into the light. He snapped his fingers and a large chandelier lit up the room, revealing Lord Alexander's new body. "I suppose that the new body will take a bit of getting used to, for myself as well. May I offer you something? Tea? Cigar? Perhaps a woman, or girl maybe? Yes, well, Divine status does give one quite a bit of time to redecorate. Enjoying your stay in Greychapel?"
"You enjoy women, yes brother," he asked.
"I should say so. Women, girls, no specific preferences myself. Why, pre-tell, would you ask such a query?"
"I have a rather peculiar proposition for you, brother. I was able to compile it together upon the discovery of your recent enhancement, as well as finding quite the interesting little concubines for a bit of...carnal pleasures. I'd imagine that your thug would need some sort of task to keep himself entertained, yes?" a thick burly arm lifted Sir Laurence up from his chair and slammed the back of his head into the rough granite of the fireplace. Noose's chiseled and scarred face stared at him, his draconian eyes burning harshly.
"Y'all might wanna retract that statement there, if ya know what's good fer ya," Noose growled. "Don't rightly think I take too kindly that there remark."
"Noose," Lord Alexander said calmly. "Would you mind too kindly as to lower my brother back to his feet, thank you." Noose's grip tightened around Sir Laurence's windpipe before he threw the man to the ground hard, sliding across the carpet. "While you are here, I have a task for you to complete, or more the young man you nearly asphyxiated has a task." Noose spit indignantly into the fireplace.
"Fergit it, Fancy man. That last job y'all held up yet end; my kids are back and safe. I ain't owe ya nothin'." Lord Alexander smirked and pulled a bag out from inside his jacket.
"6,175 Kiradors, plus interest," he said justly. "You'll get this now as well as another 7K when the job is complete. Think of all that you and your family can do with that much."
"It's all there, all real?" Lord Alexander nodded.
"I am nothing if not a man of my word, even in Divine blood and Gold skin. You have my solemn word that you will have every last Dirimik paid in full and then, so long as you hold up your end of the bargain."
"Fine," he said. "I don't want no funny business on this." he turned to Sir Laurence who handed him a file.
"All the information that you will need for your task is in this dossier. Complete all objectives listed and return back once all objectives have been completed; let nothing stand in your path." Noose nodded, opening the folder and scanning the information inside. "Bring the targets listed back alive. Do you understand? Not a scratch, not a single eyelash out of place." Noose shoved Laurence into the wall.
"Don' tell me how ta do my job," he sneered, slamming the door hard as he left.