Daimon says "Ahem. Creative Clothing Differences."
Daimon says "You can take the Lilim out of Hell, but you can't take the Angst out of the Lilim."
Daimon says "Or at least, the angst clothing."
Arcangel says "Dominique, we need more clorox. We haven't got the Angst out yet."
Daimon says "And Pat just saying, 'But this is the way we do things...'"
Arcangel says "And some poor triad trying to convince Dai to Wear The Suit."
Daimon says "They'll need a Balseraph. :)"
Jordan dangles cool sunglasses in front of Daimon. "If you wear the suit, I'll give you the shades..."
Daimon says "But I HAVE shades, man!"
Daimon says "I demand a silk screened Elvis tie."
Jordan points out, "They won't take you seriously if you're wearing an Elvis tie."
Daimon says "No one takes me seriously anyway, jerky."
Jordan suggests, "Oh, you'll be taken seriously enough in the suit and tie, with the rest of a triad..."
Daimon says "If the rest of the triad looks swanky, and I'm only learning anyhow, then I don't see why I have to wear this dark blue PLAIN Brooks Brothers tie. Can't I at least have fish cufflinks?"
Jordan thinks. "Fish cufflinks. Very well. If they're tasteful. Maybe a tie-pin as well, if it's tasteful. But we get shot at enough without people thinking we're a triad of Dark Humor."
Daimon grins happily. "Welllllllllllll........."
Daimon says "Do we-I mean them-come in Triads? I thought we were a pain enough alone."
Jordan says, "I have no idea, but I'm sure that it's happened at least once."
Jordan mutters about the imprecision of English.
Jordan gets pedantic. "I have no direct knowledge of such a specific instance, but it seems far too likely to be something that someone would find amusing."
Daimon says "I'll have to ask. Besides, if I look friendly, won't it put the accused at ease a little bit?"
Jordan sighs. "Looking friendly *to an extent* can help. But no Elvis ties."
Daimon . o O ( Must email this someday off for something for someone to try. )
Jordan . o O ( He's going to tell his friends... )
Daimon says "How about if I promise that it won't be over the top."
Jordan squints at Daimon. "How about you *show* me the desired article of clothing first?"
Daimon looks in his closet. He pulls out a set of extremely loud, extremely garish ties. Some have Star Trek stuff on them. At least one has Elvis. There are fish ties of various kinds, which he points to happily and defines as a 'carp' or a 'salmon'. The rest are just loud.
Jordan puts his sunglasses on meaningfully. "I think we will have to work a little to come to an acceptible compromise."
Daimon says "Oh come on. I could dress in all black, like an MIB. But like Will Smith at the end of the movie, not the straight boring suit."
Daimon says "Think of me as the Judgment Servitor for Kids."
Jordan, surprisingly, considers this. Perhaps he has seen MiB?
Jordan, slowly, nods. "That could work."
Daimon says "Something totally cool. And I _don't_ cut my hair."
Jordan frowns at this, considering the length of Dai's hair.
Daimon says "The hair stays."
arcangel (How long is Dai's hair?)
Daimon says "(So the hair is shoulder length.)"
Jordan considers this. "Perhaps tie it back somehow?"
Jordan adds, "Or do you have a female vessel?"
Daimon says "I'll use a rubber band. Pony tails are in this year."
Jordan . o O (That doesn't look like a Lust Special.)
Daimon . o O ( It's an Angst Special! )
Jordan sighs. "All right. So long as it is *tasteful* and *professional* looking."
Daimon says "Er, well..."
Jordan gives Dai a beady Seraph eye. "We do strive to appear *professional*."
Daimon says "Wooo hooo!"
Daimon says to Jordan, "Well, I'm trying to go for the accessable, friendly look here."
Sephar grins at Daimon.
Jordan looks even more dubious. "Ah, *how* accessable and friendly?"
Daimon says "I'm Lilim. So that would be 'extremely'."
Daimon says "Think Mercurian but Fluffier."
Jordan rubs the bridge of his nose. "Our Mercurians of Judgment are not fluffy."
Lira petpats Daimon and grins, "Fluffier?"
Daimon says "And I come with a bird."
Jordan blinks. "A bird?"
Daimon says "A pony tail, a fish tie, and a bird."
Jordan says, "That's over the top."
Daimon says "My own personal technical consultant on all those really difficult hard to understand computer problems."
Daimon has computer ops, but hey.
Sephar perches on Daimon's shoulder as a raven or something.
Jordan says, "Um."
Daimon says "And it's very gothy."
Sephar blinks cheerfully at Jordan with silicon mirror eyes.
Jordan says, "Judgment Servitors are not usually known to look ... 'gothy.'"
Daimon says "I'm friendly, accessable, and gothy."
Jordan says, "Perhaps something like a mouse in the pocket?" He sounds a little desperate.
Sephar peeks out of Daimon's breast pocket as well, with a little white mouse.
Daimon says "I can do that, sure."
Jordan looks relieved. "Now, about the tie..."
Daimon says "It has a fish."
Jordan looks pained. "It needs a... *smaller* fish."
Daimon says "I can get a Jerry Garcia silk tie. Those are loud and colorful!"
Jordan has an idea. "Perhaps something with a subtle fish *pattern*?"
Sepharraven wings away, then, to leave Daimon a bit less... uhm... gothy?
Daimon sniffs. He liked being gothy. Now he's just stringy.
Daimon says "A fish pattern would be cool. Can it be like one of those 3D stereograms?"
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Jordan considers this. "Only if it's *subtle*."
Daimon says "But you have to squint to see that it's really a picture of a whale."
Jordan offers, "Perhaps one of those Escher prints, glossy black on matte black?"
Daimon says "I like colors. They make me friendly and accessable."
Jordan sighs again. "Yes, but there should be limits..."
Jordan offers, "Dark blue? Sapphire?"
Sephar sniffsniffs at the tie and nibbles the edge of it experimentally.
Jordan, interestingly, looks hopeful that Sepharmouse will put holes in the tie.
Daimon says "The problem with Judgment is that they scare people away. Wouldn't they be more
helpful if you looked like you weren't out to get them?"
Jordan grimaces. "I do not know. But we are supposed to look professional, to inspire confidence
in our judgment."
Jordan almost pleads, "Is there not some way to come to a compromise between friendly and
professional that does not look like *some* professions?"
Jordan . o O (Such as
Daimon says "I'm an entertainer, dude. Um, how about just loud."
Jordan shakes his head. "Definitely not loud. Subtly annoying, we can work with. But not loud."
Daimon says "How about not-so-subtly annoying. Like patterned with smiley faces."
Jordan looks stricken. "That's loud."
Daimon says "But it's cool and friendly."
Jordan considers. "Perhaps *very small* smilies?"
Daimon says "Lots of them."
Jordan nods. "Lots and lots. Very small."
Jordan . o O (I cannot believe I am thinking this. I must report myself.)
Daimon says "Well, not too small, or you can't see that they are friendly happy yellow smilies."
Jordan smiles. "That was the point. Perhaps very small -- so that they are not *immediately*
obvious they are smilies."
Daimon says "No no no no no. I want to look friendly. Therefore they have to be obvious."
Jordan frowns. "Obvious upon moderately close inspection."
Daimon says "Obvious from seeing me. I want an Aura of Accessability."
Jordan senses he is losing.
Jordan considers. "Obvious from seeing you from, say, normal conversational distance. Not from
across the room."
Daimon says "About the size of a dime. Dime smilies."
Jordan considers this one. "Half a dime."
Daimon says "A dime is good. Or else you can't make them out, and your tie looks polkadotty."
Jordan wavers his hand from side to side. "If they are very close together, the tie will not look
polkadotty, much. Three-quarters of a dime?"
Daimon says "I look terrible in polkadots."
Jordan says, "True."
Daimon says "So there you go. If they're smilies, then they're smilies. Hey, think of it as Noveau
Judgment."
Jordan covers his face in his hands.
Jordan reports to Dominique, "It seemed that it was either this, or the carp. I attempted the lesser
of the evil ties. PLEASE REPAIR MY MIND!"
Daimon says "It's a new wave in Judgment!"
Daimon discovers that he can be helpful!
Jordan wants his triad. Surely Jada-dan would be able to back him up!
Daimon explains objectively why looking friendly to put people at ease will help with inquiries.
Jada-dan listens patiently.
Daimon explains to Jada-dan. "You know, when you come off to forward, you might scare off
the accused, and put them on the defensive. Then they're your enemy. If you look FRIENDLY,
they're more apt to cooperate."
Jada-dan thinks. "I have found that this is sometimes the case. However, appearing *too* friendly
wastes time, as the subject -- not necessarily the 'accused,' by the way -- will go off on side-tracks,
easily distracted from the interview.
Daimon says "But if you come on too strong, then they believe they are the accused, and they're
in for punishment. Therefore they become defensive and skittish."
Jada-dan nods. "Yes. There is a balance required. It is difficult."
Daimon says "So if you have someone friendly and accessable in say, a Triad, you can help to
maintain a balance."
Jada-dan tilts his head. "True, yes. I sometimes take that role. However, stance and voice can
convey 'friendly and accessable' quite effectively."
Daimon says "But first impressions are everything."
Jada-dan considers this. "Not 'everything,' though they are important. However, how will having
a loud tie do anything but make the angels we meet suspect that we are not a real triad? They
expect more blandness."
Jada-dan thinks. "Potentially useful, but you should 'start small.' It will be more palatable to the
Seraphim you will be teamed with, and with our Lord."
Jada-dan suggests, deadpan, "Start with the tie pin."
Daimon says "What if the tie pin is 2' in diameter?"
Jada-dan shakes his head. "A half-inch would be more optimal for this plan."
Daimon says "But if it was 2' in diameter, it could double as a shield."
(Jordan is feeling betrayed!)
(Daimon cuddles Jordan.)
(Jordan looks surprised to be cuddled.)
Jada-dan asks, "Why would you need a shield?"
Daimon says "Shrapnel."
Jada-dan thinks this over. "Our experiences with your lover to the contrary, we do not *usually*
get into gunfights with the subjects of our investigations."
Daimon says "But you never know. Mysterious things fall from the sky all the time. Hail, ice,
frogs, fish... block of green cheese. Think of it asprotection."
Jada-dan says, "I usually carry an umbrella for such occurances.
Daimon says "From falling blocks of Green Cheese? That's some umbrella."
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Jada-dan opens his umbrella. "Relic. Corporeal Song of Form."
Jada-dan says, "Common issue to Judgment Servitors."
Daimon says "Does it come complete with a sword or a dagger secretly embedded in the handle?"
Jada-dan says, "Sometimes. I prefer the rifle, myself."
Daimon says "A rifle in the handle of your umbrella?"
Jada-dan sighs wistfully at old _Avengers_ shows, with Steed and Mrs. Peel.
Jada-dan explains, "The umbrella is a rifle. Concealed. Sometimes quite useful."
Daimon says "Amazing. I'm amazed. :)"
Daimon is proud of himself. He's dragged things waaaaaaaaaaaaay off topic.
Jada-dan smiles blandly. "Elohim are ruthless. But the only relic ties we have are rather drab."
Daimon says "I'm not interested in relics. I just want accessability. You know, a little bit of Fun."
Jada-dan says, "But the subject does not expect Fun. They would be confused. They would not
answer the questions effeciently. 'Minorly Amusing' might be more effective."
Daimon says "Think of them, not so much confused as slightly off balance."
Jada-dan says, "Slightly off-balance may work. Too shocked will not. Trust me."
Daimon says "So the tie with the smiley faces will be cool then. Well, excellent."
Jada-dan says, "Small smiley faces."
Daimon says "Yet accessable, friendly, happy smiley faces."
Jada-dan says, "Yet small ones."
Daimon says "Small and recognizeable. No polka dots."
Jada-dan says, "No polka dots. Small, recognizable, not large enough to distract the Seraph you
will be assisting."
Jada-dan adds, "You should not attempt to out-stubborn Elohim, by the way. We are persistent."
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Jada-dan gives Hitherby a severe look. "You should not give him ideas."
Daimon says "Hmmm. Well, okay."
Daimon . o O ( Prank! Woo hoo! Prank RULES. )
Jada-dan says, "Bear in mind that our Archangel checks up on our progress every week. You will
have to explain your tie -- and its behavior -- to her."
Daimon says "No problem."
Daimon looks confident.
Jada-dan gives Daimon a dubious look, and then shrugs. "If you feel you can weather her opinion,
then you may do so. Or she may request you wear a boring tie."
Daimon says "Oh. Bummer. But I have to let my inner Lilim flower."
Daimon says "It's like an inner child, but greener and with horns."
Jada-dan suggests, "Then wear something discreetly accessible and friendly, that will not be
immediately noticed by your Seraph and our Archangel."
Jada-dan looks utterly reasonable.
Daimon lifts up an interestingly patterned blue, gray, and purple Jerry Garcia silk tie. "Like this?"
Jada-dan shakes his head. "Too bright. Trust me. Subtlety goes over much better with Seraphim."
Daimon says "Oh. Hmmm. This is rapidly becoming No Fun."
Jada-dan sighs. "Consider it an even more subtle and sophisticated humor than you have been
used to."
Jada-dan adds, "If anything, Loud Ties are too easy. Too slapstick."
Daimon says "Oh. Hmmm. Well, I'd ask you to suggest, but then I'd get an Elohite suggestion.
You know, you can't bottle up a Lilim. They'll tear off their clothing at odd times or something."
Daimon says "No Star Trek?"
Jada-dan considers the matter. "Fish cufflinks and tie-pin. Work up to the loud ties later. And a
small stud earring."
Daimon nods. Man, Elohim. They're so manipulative.
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Daimon says "And add more earrings later?"
Jada-dan nods. "Though you could add them more quickly if you used a female vessel. Then you
would not have to wear a tie at all. But you would have to wear heels."
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Daimon says "Well, I don't want to use my female vessel."
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Jada-dan says, "Then you will have to use the slow approach to earrings. Perhaps from a stud to
a dangly one."
Daimon says "Um, okay, I guess. That sounds reasonable..."
Daimon . o O ( ACK! )
Jada-dan smiles. "You'll do well."
Daimon says "I'll do well BRAINWASHED, you mean."
Jada-dan says, "If you insist."
Jada-dan adds, "But you will startle many Seraphim with just the earring. It will create interesting
changes. I will want to see your reports about the effectiveness of the approach."
Daimon says "I still think friendly and accessable is the way to go."
Jada-dan says, "Use a happy-face earring stud."
Daimon perks up. "Hey, that's a cool idea."
Jada-dan smiles. "See? You will do well."
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Daimon says "Oh, well, I suppose so. Now to read that stack of books..."
Daimon eyes the large stack of Law books.
Jada-dan nods and leaves Daimon to read. "If you have any questions, just find one of us. We will
help you."
Daimon says "Oh boy... I didn't have to learn all this stuff for _Kobal_..."
Jada-dan says, "What did you have to learn for Kobal?" He takes out a notebook.
Daimon says "Stuff."
Jada-dan takes notes. "As I am not a Seraph, I cannot decipher what 'stuff' means in detail. Would
you elaborate, or should I revive Jordan from where he iswhimpering in the corner?"
Daimon says "Just generic Funny Stuff."
Daimon flips through "Basic Law for Dummies" and spends time lingering over the pictures.
Jada-dan pats Daimon on the shoulder. "Read this stuff, and tell me the Funny Stuff later."
Daimon says "Oh boy. All of it?"
Jada-dan says, "All of it, eventually, probably, yes."
Daimon says "How long do I have?"
Jada-dan says, "As long as it takes, or until the Geas runs out. I don't think any of us are going
to die of old age."
Daimon says "And I assume there is more."
Jada-dan says, "More?"
Daimon says "More books then this."
Jada-dan nods. "Yes. There are many law books. However, if you serve well, there is an
attunement that makes many of these books unnecessary."
Daimon looks relieved. "Oh, excellent."
Jada-dan says, "But it requires dilligent service."
Daimon says "Oh. Hey, is it too late to ask for that geas back, d'ya think?"
Jada-dan says, "Yes." He smiles slightly.
Daimon sags a bit. "Ah ha. Well, a lesson learned. First the clothing, and now my brain."
Jada-dan shrugs. "I don't think it will harm you. You can always forget it after wards."
Daimon says "You know why demons don't do this, in general? The lack of fun involved."
Jada-dan looks blank. "Lack of fun? Perhaps. I find great satisfaction in my work, myself."
Daimon says "Lucky you."
Jada-dan smiles. "I do think so, yes."
Daimon sighs, and sags. He flops on the bed. *flop* "Fine. You win. No tacky ties. No
exgregious jewelry. I'll even pull my hair back. Forget fun for awhile. Bah, this is going to be one
loser geas."
Jada-dan looks blank, then sympathetic. "This is just for starters. With time, you will be able to
creep up on more ... fun."
Daimon says "Maybe I'll just get to follow it around for a while."
Jada-dan suggests, "Or find a way to seduce your co-workers. That would make for some
interesting reports."
Daimon cocks an eyebrow. "Are you coming on to me?"
Jada-dan says, "Only if it would be optimal for your well-being."
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Daimon says "Oh, well, always."
Jada-dan resonates Daimon to see if it would make him more enthusiastic about serving
Judgment.
Jordan listens.
Jada-dan says, "I believe we have some time and privacy, over in that nook, if you would be
cheered...."
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Daimon falls over on the bed, laughing.
Jada-dan says, "But you'll have to resign yourself to the books, the lack of earrings, and no loud
ties. I have certain subjective dislikes for loud ties."
Daimon says "But I get laid?"
Jada-dan says, "If it will help you adapt."
Daimon grins in just that way. "Oh, sure. Certainly."
Jada-dan sits next to Daimon and braids his hair back. Calmly.
Daimon says "Um, you're serious, aren't you."
Jada-dan tilts his head. "Were you not? You seemed interested."
Daimon says "Woah. My mind is blown. I'm _always_ interested."
Jada-dan toys with Daimon's hair.
Jada-dan says, "It seems optimal. You could be a hindrance if you were totally disgusted with
your geased service."
Daimon says "I, er, uh, don't want to be a hindrance..."
Jada-dan smiles. "Of course not. Shall we find somewhere private to discuss the optimal approach
to keeping you useful and content?"
Daimon blinks. Damn Elohim. They're such boondogglers. "Uh, okay, if it's best..."
Jada-dan nods and stands, offering his hand. "Of course it is. Shall we adjourn?"
Daimon takes Jada-dan's hand. "Yeah, sure."
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Jada-dan smiles and leads Daimon off to just the right private nook... Funny how he knows
exactly where to go.
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Jada-dan writes up a detailed report. "Lilim Need Periodic Sex To Function Happily."
Daimon nods and nods.
Daimon says "It's true."
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