You have just entered room "startuprpwithrum."
CGNakibe has entered the room.
T3chn0Namagomi has entered the room.
CGNakibe: (LIES! I see no rum here!! >:{{{ )
Papa Tymisonn has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: (That's because you aren't in my dorm room.)
Papa Tymisonn: (I am.)
CGNakibe: (I DEMAND RUM!)
Papa Tymisonn: (I HAVE NONE! SADLY!)
CGNakibe: (*stabs Cha!*)
LovelyJester has entered the room.
OMG Priam has entered the room.
TaiarSV has entered the room.
Lithaladhwen: Lot of people in here for a midnight session.
CGNakibe: I'll probably go to sleep after a bit. Either that or blow off class in the morning. >:p
Lithaladhwen: Saturday classes?
CGNakibe: Saturday Tae Kwan Do class.
Lithaladhwen: Arr! I see.
NYClark2 has entered the room.
Female Pretense has entered the room.
CGNakibe: Lo Clark, Dia.
Lithaladhwen: HAY DIA
NYClark2: (( Hi! ))
Lithaladhwen: I totally found people who are still awake!
Lithaladhwen: Watashi wa yohho kattaze! ^_^
Lithaladhwen: I sing when intoxicated. Apologies.
PsychoWarden2002 has entered the room.
LovelyJester: (yo. sup?)
TaiarSV: Hello.
CGNakibe: (Mew Lex. Welcome Phil.)
Lithaladhwen: Hi people.
NYClark2: (( You said you are what? ))
OMG Priam: ((A vegetato))
Lithaladhwen: Sing it to the tune of the Final Fantasy victory music and it makes more sense.
EternalDragonAya has entered the room.
EternalDragonAya: ( Ack! )
OMG Priam: ((HAVE MORE TO DRINK.))
Lithaladhwen: ~Watashi wa yohho kattaze!~
TaiarSV: (Aaaahahaha! Hook, Line and Sinker!)
T3chn0Namagomi: Uhh...wrong way, Ash
T3chn0Namagomi: Yahho watashi wa kattaze!
Lithaladhwen: Wrong way? There's a flash.
CGNakibe: (Kate: You cannot escape... CHAT RP!!)
NYClark2: (( That makes no sense ))
OMG Priam: Your mom is a flash
Lithaladhwen: The flash is "Final Fighter A+" or something.
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< You kinda got the Yahho in the wrong spot.
Lithaladhwen: I didn't put it there! It's a reference!
OMG Priam: BLAH BLAH BLAH
T3chn0Namagomi: I remember that flash. ^^ Final Fantasy A+
EternalDragonAya: ( Yeah I can. It's 12:30 and I'm distracted.
NYClark2: (( With the "right" spot, I can't see how it is to the tune of the FF victory theme ))
Lithaladhwen: Well, then you know it doesn't work rhythmically the right way.
OMG Priam: Yes it does
Lithaladhwen: Say it incorrectly and sing it the way they do!
NYClark2: (( Not to my western tongue ))
Lithaladhwen: Anyway!
Lithaladhwen: RP is important.
Lithaladhwen: And rum is important.
Lithaladhwen: There's a reason both of these are in the name of the chat.
OMG Priam: You are making me feel bad that I cannot drink because I work tomorrow =(
Lithaladhwen: I'm not drinking much.
Papa Tymisonn: What's the brand?
Lithaladhwen: I don't get smashed, really.
Lithaladhwen: Cap'n.
Papa Tymisonn: Next time, find a brand called Mount Gay.
Papa Tymisonn: It's my personal fave.
Lithaladhwen: I see.
Lithaladhwen: I refuse to make any jokes about that.
OMG Priam: MAKE RP STARTING. =D
Papa Tymisonn: 1st or 2nd?
NYClark2: 3rd.
Lithaladhwen: No matter to me. I can do whatever.
T3chn0Namagomi: *shoots Clark*
CGNakibe: 12th!
OMG Priam: I have no idea what is going on right now
NYClark2: What generation is MAC?
NYClark2: 150th?
OMG Priam: MAC =D
TaiarSV: ...MAC Generation.
LovelyJester: yeah.
Lithaladhwen: ...MAC. I oddly enough do not have a character for that and find your suggestion rather odd.
LovelyJester: No mac!
NYClark2: It isn't a suggestion.
NYClark2: I don't have a MAC character either.
OMG Priam: Me neither!
OMG Priam: I wrote a country for it though
T3chn0Namagomi: I never had a significantly established character for it.
NYClark2: Awesome.
Papa Tymisonn: *took over Argovia and covered it in Tymisonns*
T3chn0Namagomi: *pwns you with separate attack drones akin to Animum Ether-Responsive Offensive Drones*
OMG Priam: *pwns people with the power of LURVE*
T3chn0Namagomi: Now, choose a gen we have CHARACTERS for, please, okay, thanks.
T3chn0Namagomi: *doesn't care either way as long as people actually have CHARACTERS for it*
NYClark2: 1st for simplicity.
Lithaladhwen: I called a woman yesterday by the name Tennyson. I thought of Dae and Rai'm.
Papa Tymisonn: Sweeeeeeeeeet.
Lithaladhwen: Anyway, first is fine for me.
Papa Tymisonn: Soon, the name Tennyson will be DEAD. They'll call the poet Lord Tymisonn!
NYClark2: Let's whip up a place then.
LovelyJester: Yeah sure.
NYClark2: A pinch of sand and concrete dust, a teaspoon of wood shavings and there, you've got a city block.
OMG Priam: Megapixels!
NYClark2: Some black felt and it's late evening.
NYClark2: The flashlight we call the sun is going to be fully set soon.
NYClark2: A few cotton balls of clouds, to say that the weather can go either way and you have a setting.
NYClark2: Now, give us some characters for this here diorama kiddies.
Papa Tymisonn: ... Let's think...
Papa Tymisonn: Daenj'r? Cardinal? ... that water orb whose name I forget?
Lithaladhwen: Okay. I can take us two places. An inn in a suburb of Doma capital, or a whorehouse. That's about all I can offer.
Papa Tymisonn: ... I can play Layne in a whorehouse.
LovelyJester: Jazz, Farida, Lindy, Whisper, Amana
Lithaladhwen: I can play lots of people in a whorehouse.
OMG Priam: That's pretty amusing, and so I believe it might be best to try that, for a change of pace.
Lithaladhwen: Most notably a rather unpleasant lady anthropologist.
OMG Priam: <Anion>
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, hmm...was going to choose Syntriaxelle, but I can always think of someone else...
LovelyJester: (So. Amana, or Nivek. or some newly made up whore.)
Lithaladhwen: (Anion. Teehee.)
OMG Priam: (Teehee indeed!)
OMG Priam: (Because he's funnier than Kurt)
Lithaladhwen: <Shakti>
Lithaladhwen: (I suppose.)
Papa Tymisonn: (... oh, fine. I suppose it would be highly amusing to have Cardinal visit...)
CGNakibe: (Hm. This sounds interesting, but I wonder which characters of mine would be here.. 9.9)
OMG Priam: (Also, the nature of the discourse here varies wildly upon whether prostitution is legal or prohibited in Doma)
Lithaladhwen: (It's legal. There are guilds.)
NYClark2: (( I was thinking of whipping up a character I've had bouncing around my head for a bit... But I doubt it is good form for a guard to be at a whorehouse. ))
Papa Tymisonn: (Aye.)
LovelyJester: (:D I'm going to just whip up a random ho.)
NYClark2: (( Ahh, I was about to ask that ))
Lithaladhwen: (It's taxed and regulated. Health codes and whatnot.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Unlike SOME countries...)
Lithaladhwen: (There are wards against disease and conception on the licensed houses, which give them a good reason to be unionized.)
NYClark2: (( Just like recreational drugs ))
Lithaladhwen: (Yay for your taxes.)
OMG Priam: (Best use of public money ever)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Damn. Need to find a new color for this guy. And indeed, Priam.)
Papa Tymisonn: (The king realizes not EVERYONE can be as virile and desirable as him.)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Kamos: Whatever, you spoiled arrogant bastard)
OMG Priam: *enters a bordello! This bordello, in fact!*
Papa Tymisonn: (Or, it's been around for a while and the law wasn't changed, and there wasn't a reason or need to...)
Lithaladhwen: *He enters what looks to be a pretty standard whorehouse. It's clean and the sigil above the door is of a crescent moon lying on its rounded end with the symbol of Kazeros nested inside it.*
CGNakibe: (Or perhaps too many people would be displeased if it WAS changed.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Whatever.)
Lithaladhwen: *Apparently this place has the endorsement of Ashura and Kazeros. Yay. This probably means they've paid their union dues and stuff is safe. Whoohoo.*
T3chn0Namagomi: (After all. The general populace does like their sex. Especially if what is counted as the general populace reflects the technology of the time. XP)
Papa Tymisonn: *a man in a big dark cloak enters, hurriedly, and addresses the nearest... employee*
OMG Priam: *woo hoo indeed. Approaches whomever appears to be in charge of this place!*
Papa Tymisonn: Where's Shakti?
Lithaladhwen: *A woman dressed remarkably professionally is adjusting a flower arrangement in what's probably a waiting room*
Lithaladhwen: Who's asking? She's not available, if that's what you mean.
Papa Tymisonn: No no! O.O I'm her brother, I'm just here to see her...
LovelyJester: *A young woman is watching the arranging, with a highly bored expression on her face. She's cute, but what stands out, is her very brightly dyed red hair
Papa Tymisonn: IM: I want to go I want to go I want to go I want to go... >.<
Lithaladhwen: *chuckles* Ah. Well, she's talking with the new girl, so she'll be done in a bit.
LovelyJester: *Smiles and bows her head a little to the few people entering the house of ill repute!*
Lithaladhwen: You want me to tell her you're here, or do you just want to wait?
Papa Tymisonn: ... I'll wait.
Papa Tymisonn: IM: Telling her would just make her go SLOWER....
Papa Tymisonn: *goes and sits down, if there are chairs*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Anyway!) *A man who seems to be carrying two swords too many for the number of hands he has walks into the entrance. His short(for one of my characters) black hair seems to have no identifiable form of styling known to man...*
LovelyJester: IM: I should have worked in a clothing store. It's got to be more exciting than this.
Lithaladhwen: All right. No problem. *There are plenty of chairs. They must occasionally have busy nights to accomodate this many people at once.*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Also known as "he hasn't touched a fucking comb in what HAS to be ages"*
Lithaladhwen: *The woman finishes with the flowers and sits behind a desk in the corner, opening a drawer and pulling out a couple of forms, which she begins to fill out.*
LovelyJester: IM: Uggggh....WASH yourself.
OMG Priam: *approaches said desk!*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Oh, the rest of him is clean. He just seems to have never touched a damn comb.*
Lithaladhwen: Hello, sir. Can we help you?
OMG Priam: Yes.
Lithaladhwen: *smile* I see. You looking for anyone in particular?
LovelyJester: *Gives cardinal a wink before turning her attention to the man at the desk*
OMG Priam: No particular preference, nor special needs. I am very simple in my tastes.
Papa Tymisonn: *pulls hood down farther over face*
LovelyJester: IM: Heh. Married. And embarrassed. Neat.
OMG Priam: *seems a veteran at this*
T3chn0Namagomi: *Nonetheless, he seems to simply sit down on one of the chairs, the swords clanking together as he tries to position himself in such a manner so the swords would NOT accidentally cut any of the material on the chair*
Lithaladhwen: Anything you can tell me to help you out, or do you just want to go talk to some of the ladies and see if you get along?
T3chn0Namagomi: *Aside from that, he seems to be wearing...okay. WHO THE HELL WEARS ARMOR OF ANY KIND TO A WHOREHOUSE?!*
Lithaladhwen: (In Doma? <_< You'd be surprised how long some people keep it on....)
OMG Priam: (Indeed.)
CGNakibe: (I NEVER WASH, I JUST PUT ON A NEW SUIT OF ARMOR!! >:{_
T3chn0Namagomi: (XD)
LovelyJester: *Watching the badly groomed fellow* IM: Yes. You have swords. How quaint. I work in a whore house, all the phallic symbals are not necessary for me to get the point as it were.
OMG Priam: Whomever. The transaction is more important than the business partner.
Papa Tymisonn: *hears that* IM: Oh brother. Transaction? Is this a bank?
LovelyJester: IM: The "point!" Ah! I am a riot!
NYClark2: (( I'd imagine some of the customers here in fact never take the armor off, if ya know what I mean. ))
OMG Priam: ((Why yes, I'd like to make a deposit =D)
Lithaladhwen: Certainly. Well, if it's not that important to you whom you'll be with....
T3chn0Namagomi: *eyes over to the man pulling his hood over his head* So. Your first time here?
OMG Priam: Mm, female, though.
OMG Priam: That is my one request.
Lithaladhwen: Mirabell, are you busy?
LovelyJester: *Repesses a laugh* I can free myself, Ma'am.
CGNakibe: (Omar: Are ya sure, hon? >;*)
LovelyJester: *looks about, shrugs and steps towards the desk*
Papa Tymisonn: (You'd best make a withdrawal before you spread liquid assets all over the bank vault.)
Lithaladhwen: Excellent. I think the gentleman is in need of some company.
LovelyJester: *smiles and bows her head a little to Mr. Banker*
Papa Tymisonn: IM: Shakti... where ARE you...?
LovelyJester: Lucky me!
OMG Priam: *bows, his face showing an expression halfway between contempt, angst, and ponderance*
LovelyJester: IM: You better tip.
Lithaladhwen: (Poor Cardinal. He totally has to watch whores being set up with clients.)
NYClark2: ::In the far corner of the room is a person wearing dark robes which are neither baggy nor form fitting, giving the wearer an androgynous air. A gloved hand clutches one of the tools of one of "its" myriad trades... (cont) ::
LovelyJester: *offers an arm* Want to go sit for awhile, and get to know each other?
Papa Tymisonn: (Oh, come on... it's like being a vegan in a slaughterhouse for the poor guy...)
T3chn0Namagomi: *smirking* You seem embarassed to be here. I take it you're trying to get some "variety" from outside of a marriage?
T3chn0Namagomi: *is talking to Cardinal, for the count*
Papa Tymisonn: WHAT? No! My sister works here... ... WITH the whores, not AS
Papa Tymisonn: one!
OMG Priam: If it will make your job more pleasant, I shall not take objection.
Papa Tymisonn: Oop! I didn't mean whores, I meant... ...
Papa Tymisonn: *clams up!*
NYClark2: ::A broomhandle, or perhaps mophandle, do we have here someone to satisfy some stranger urges, or simply a custodian, made to seem almost invisible? ::
LovelyJester: How about I pour you a drink.....
Lithaladhwen: Don't worry, sir. We aren't bothered by those terms.
Lithaladhwen: Shall I go check on your sister?
Papa Tymisonn: ... please?
LovelyJester: *gives a flirtatious grin and makes a grab at his arm*
Lithaladhwen: *indulgent smile*
Papa Tymisonn: *wither*
LovelyJester: Do you prefer beer, or bourbon, or just mad romping?
OMG Priam: *expression does not change, and does the arm-in-arm thing.*
Lithaladhwen: *puts a 'back in a moment' sign up on her desk and heads through a door that leads to the back*
OMG Priam: I have enough alcohol in my day-to-day routine. I believe 'romping' will be enough.
LovelyJester: Well then!
T3chn0Namagomi: *chuckles* Bah! They're "whores". That's why this is called a "whorehouse". I don't see what your embarassment and uneasiness in this place is about.
Lithaladhwen: *voice from the back* It's because he's got a stick up his ass.
LovelyJester: A change in course, Cap'N Banker.
Lithaladhwen: Hey, sal.
Lithaladhwen: *Sal
OMG Priam: im:.....banker?
Papa Tymisonn: My former profession would have though- OH HOSANNA.
LovelyJester: *Starts leading him towards the staircase*
Papa Tymisonn: *stands, goes over to Shakti*
OMG Priam: *Keeps right in step.*
Lithaladhwen: What in the hell are you doing here? This doesn't seem like your kind of place.
T3chn0Namagomi: *to the voice in the distance* Yeah...a pretty fucking large one. Maybe a quarterstaff! *chuckling*
Papa Tymisonn: You've not been around to exchange notes, sister... else I'd ... never set foot in here, and you know it.
Lithaladhwen: *enters the waiting room... anyone need a new picture link?*
OMG Priam: (("Hey now. If you want a stick up your ass, may I recommend the guildhouse down the way instead? We don't provide those services here."))
Papa Tymisonn: (Card: I've got my own, thanks.)
Lithaladhwen: (Except they totally do. There's a waiver though.)
NYClark2: ::Our janitor leaves hold of the broom and takes a cloth out and wipes one of the seats in the back, some customers can get a bit... overeager in the waiting room. ::
Lithaladhwen: (Have to ensure they're not going to get sued for hurting you, after all.)
LovelyJester: Well, perhaps after we get acquainted you'll join us downstairs for the cardgame.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Artail: Why would I want a stick up my ass?)
LovelyJester: *and up up up they go!*
OMG Priam: Card game?
LovelyJester: Mmm.....Oh yes.
OMG Priam: im: I haven't had a good reason to use strategic plans in some time...
LovelyJester: Some of our regular patrons hold card games downstairs.
NYClark2: (( Dignity-Strip Poker ))
Lithaladhwen: *hands on her hips* Uh huh. Because it's full of sin and depravity?
LovelyJester: IT usually gets pretty lively.
OMG Priam: Hmm.
Papa Tymisonn: ... I did not say that.
Lithaladhwen: You're thinking it.
Lithaladhwen: I can see it in that religion-soaked brain of yours. You think it's wrong, don't you?
Papa Tymisonn: Even besides that, I do not wish for Farida to remove my testicles by hand.
LovelyJester: I can be your lucky charm of course. *Smiles* I have heard it said that having me at their side has swung the balance of a few games.....
Lithaladhwen: *LAUGHS* And I bet she would, too. Hell, I might if I thought you were here for that.
OMG Priam: *holds back a comment which was no doubt not positive*
Papa Tymisonn: Thank you.
T3chn0Namagomi: The "pleasures of the flesh", as they're referred to. It's no worse than any other indulgence.
Papa Tymisonn: It's simply a bad idea for me to be here, period.
LovelyJester: IM: one of these. Personality of dead rats.
Lithaladhwen: Bad idea? Why? *seems genuinely confused*
LovelyJester: IM: .......Usually the ones who aren't bad in the sack though.
Papa Tymisonn: (The paper tomorrow: BLUE HAIRED ROYAL WARRIOR FOUND IN HOUSE OF FLESH!)
Papa Tymisonn: (Byline: Testes later removed)
Papa Tymisonn: ... let me put it to you this way.
Papa Tymisonn: Can you think of a reason, beyond exchanging notes with you, for me to be here?
Papa Tymisonn: A GOOD reason?
OMG Priam: Perhaps. If you would show me to the cardtables after business is through, that would be appreciated.
T3chn0Namagomi: *butts in* Sex
LovelyJester: Want to take a peek at what's going on? Have a bath? Or go relax in my quarters?
Lithaladhwen: Heh.
LovelyJester: As you wish!
T3chn0Namagomi: *obviously at the Cardinal/Shakti conversation*
LovelyJester: IM: Spoilsport.
Lithaladhwen: To visit your lovely and charming beloved sister. Obviously.
Papa Tymisonn: eVe I'm happily married, sir! Please go sit and wait for your fornication!
Lithaladhwen: *returns and sits at the desk, removing the sign*
LovelyJester: *And they shortly arrive upstairs to a hallway full of identical doors, Mirabell quietly unlocks one and holds it open*
Papa Tymisonn: (That's the thing I love about Cardinal. I can write him the best lines...)
T3chn0Namagomi: Fornication. Such a negative viewpoint. So I take it eating is "gluttony", then?
OMG Priam: I suppose if there is anything that would tickle your parts this afternoon, that will be fine. Otherwise, *enters and bids her do the same*
LovelyJester: *Inside is a cozy enough room, with a nice carpet, but mostly featuring a nicely sized bed with plenty of pillows*
Papa Tymisonn: ... I REALLY don't want to continue this conversation...
Lithaladhwen: Heh. *friendly slap on the shoulder for the new guy* You're all right. You here for one of the girls? I don't think most of them are busy.
LovelyJester: I can think of a few things that would tickle my parts.
LovelyJester: *Giggles and enters!*
OMG Priam: Oh? Go on.
NYClark2: ::Another employee and a satisfied customer amble down the stairs and exchange parting pleasantries. It was time to act, picking up a mop and bucket our silent janitor walks past the three having their conversation (cont) ::
LovelyJester: She takes a small wreath sitting on a table next to the door and hangs it on the outside nob*
LovelyJester: *Before shutting it tight and locking it*
NYClark2: :: towards the stairs, nodding to Shakti while passing by::
Papa Tymisonn: (I hope you bathe afterwards, Mirabell...)
Lithaladhwen: (Custodians are great. Public establishments should totally be all nice and clean and stuff. That's important.)
Papa Tymisonn: (:P)
T3chn0Namagomi: Of course. Doesn't quite matter which one. They all like me. ^.^
LovelyJester: (Whore's bath. Duh.)
NYClark2: (( What about the rooms? ))
NYClark2: (( They have to be worse than hotel rooms, and those are already really, really bad. ))
OMG Priam: ((They are professionals, yo.))
Lithaladhwen: Hn. Sure. Well, it's not my job to set you up. You want to talk to Jeri at the desk.
LovelyJester: *seats herself on the bed* Well. I'm sure you can definately help with the tickling.
Lithaladhwen: (Well, the sitting room is free of sex. Those are in private rooms. It's bad form to make a mess in the public area.)
T3chn0Namagomi: <_< Really, ya hafta start thinking about the now, man. Otherwise, you'll be too busy thinking three days ahead! *to Cardinal*
OMG Priam: ...
OMG Priam: *rests hand on chin*
LovelyJester: *raises her eyebrows*
Lithaladhwen: Nah. My brother doesn't need to cheat on his wife. I'm sure she keeps him busy enough as it is.
Lithaladhwen: He's blessed us with his presence because I assume he wants something?
Papa Tymisonn: IM: Yes, she does. Now please, QUIT TALKING TO ME, CREEPY SEX PURCHASER.
OMG Priam: *waves his hand in the air, and Mirabell is somehow enchanted. With magic!*
Papa Tymisonn: Notes. I brought mine. Where are yours?
LovelyJester: *ENCHANTED*
OMG Priam: *nods, and his expression softens a little.*
T3chn0Namagomi: Eh. 'e still needs to get that halberd out of his ass, I say.
Lithaladhwen: In the back. I have a room in return for getting rid of unwanted customers. *smirk*
LovelyJester: (......<.< Oooh. I do hope Cardinal gets perfume on him. So farida can think thoughts!)
OMG Priam: Ah yes, now for that tickling. *steadily, but slowly, approaches the bed*
LovelyJester: *The redhead merely smiles and pats the bed next to her*
LovelyJester: Lovely.
Lithaladhwen: (Yes. Because Shakti is there to meddle in her brother's sex life. His sex life is totally top priority.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *gets his feet up on the chair, and jumps off, flipping in the process, the simply walking toward the desk*
T3chn0Namagomi: *then
Papa Tymisonn: IM: Showoff.
Lithaladhwen: Sir? Can we help you?
OMG Priam: im: Bah, I was hoping this wouldn't be necessary, too, but...
OMG Priam: *similar magic spell at Mirabell!*
T3chn0Namagomi: Yes, I could be helped.
Lithaladhwen: Are you looking for anyone in particular?
LovelyJester: *Glances idely towards a mirror to check her hair*
T3chn0Namagomi: A girl.
OMG Priam: *Said hair is not red, but brown, and straight! Or at least it looks that way...still feels the same, though. But her face....who is that in the mirror?*
Lithaladhwen: Well, that goes more or less without saying.
T3chn0Namagomi: Aside from that...*smirks* No real preference
NYClark2: ::Into the now empty room our janitor walks, mop in hand, and of course, there is some spillage on the floor... this one seemed to like the floor. Not even a carpeted one, cold hard floor. Oh well, easier to Mop... (cont) ::
Lithaladhwen: (Any lurkers want to play one of the ladies?)
NYClark2: :: And so the cleanup begins ::
Lithaladhwen: (Clark, there really wouldn't be. What did I tell you before?)
LovelyJester: *tilts her head to one side and studies the glass for a moment*
NYClark2: (( I know, but even professional caterers spill a glass of wine sometimes ))
LovelyJester: IM: .....Never seen this before. But the other girls have told me about stuff like this.
OMG Priam: ....
NYClark2: (( And some folks like a mess ))
Lithaladhwen: (Lithaladhwen: (Well, the sitting room is free of sex. Those are in private rooms. It's bad form to make a mess in the public area.))
LovelyJester: IM: Odd but who am I to complain?
OMG Priam: im: I hope she doesn't freak out. Like that one girl...
NYClark2: (( Our janitor is in a room ))
LovelyJester: *Turns and gives a slight playful shrug at him*
NYClark2: (( Sorry if I didn't make that clear ))
Papa Tymisonn: ... can you go get it?
LovelyJester: *And beckons*
Papa Tymisonn: (Sorry. Kiiiiiiiiiiiinda zoned out.)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Well, he can be in whatever room. That's all good. I thought you meant in the common room. That would be odd.)
OMG Priam: *hardens his expression again, until she seems to embrace the idea. Heeds said beckoning...*
LovelyJester: IM: At least it wasn't what happened to Karin. ....He made her one of those damn fuzzy people.
Lithaladhwen: *sadistic smile* Why don't you come with me? I might need to rummage a bit.
LovelyJester: IM: Fucking tail and all. Eeeesh.....
NYClark2: (( Nah, janitor walked past Shakti and upstairs after someone had finished their "transaction." ))
OMG Priam: ((Oh noes, he's an Ewok-lover?!))
Lithaladhwen: (Heh. Why are you NPCing a janitor? That's kind of amusing.)
CGNakibe: (Bah, sorry. My comp is deciding to be slow as all hell right about now. >:{)
NYClark2: (( I was thinking of this person as a kind of Janitor/Bodyguard. ))
OMG Priam: ((Hah! A bouncer!))
NYClark2: (( A ninja Janitor. ))
Lithaladhwen: (Shakti's the bodyguard. She mentioned that earlier.)
Papa Tymisonn: ... fine. e_e
Lithaladhwen: I left my kukri back there anyway. I was talking to someone.
NYClark2: (( With all the trouble that could happen, "The" might not be enough... ::shrug:: ))
LovelyJester: You must forgive me though......
LovelyJester: What should I call you tonight?
Papa Tymisonn: Lead the way.
LovelyJester: IM: Voice too. .......Kinda neat really. I wonder if he can make my bosoms bigger.
OMG Priam: Anything you like to call me. *appears to have quite well gotten 'into character' for this by now*
Lithaladhwen: Be right back, Jeri. Call me if anything's up. *heads to the door*
Lithaladhwen: Sure.
LovelyJester: *Taps her chin*
NYClark2: (( Plus androgynous is neat. But mainly I figured I wasn't going to RP a customer or a staffer all that well, so I filled in an apparent need. ))
LovelyJester: If you offer me no other course of action, I will be forced to call you Bob.
Papa Tymisonn: *follows, closely*
Lithaladhwen: Well, sir, *to Nama's fella* if you don't have many preferences, why don't you just head into the parlor and see if you can't strike up a conversation with someone?
OMG Priam: *smiles, in that horny sort of way.*
Lithaladhwen: *leads Cardinal up the stairs, past several sets of doors. Each door has a number and a paper doorhangy thing as well noting which are occupied*
OMG Priam: How about you call me Ingram.
LovelyJester: Ah! Of course.
OMG Priam: *drags his fingernails gently across her midriff*
Papa Tymisonn: So, what's it like working here?
Lithaladhwen: *Most of them are quiet, but not all. Shakti doesn't actually seem to notice, but then, she probably sleeps here, too.*
Papa Tymisonn: Do you get people asking for you?
Papa Tymisonn: *people ... asking
LovelyJester: *Grabs Ingrams collar* Now, get over here. I've been promised some tickling.
Lithaladhwen: Not bad at all. The ladies are nice, and most of the customers know better when I sit in the front with Kshama.
OMG Priam: Oh, and tickling you shall have.
LovelyJester: And when tickled, I find the only recourse is to counter with my own tickle attack.
LovelyJester: IM: I sound like Dad. But in a horrible wrong wrong sort of way. Ugh.
OMG Priam: A little give and a little take, is it?
Papa Tymisonn: ... OK, I'm curious. Is there a story of someone who DIDN'T know better?
LovelyJester: Ingram, I am too much of a gentlewoman to have it any other way!
Lithaladhwen: *dark little chuckle* Nothing you want to hear.
T3chn0Namagomi: *smirks* Sure thing. *pays, assuming one does that sort of thing before going in, and then enters the parlor*
NYClark2: ::They pass a door with a different note on it, it has a picture of a broom and mop crossed under a bucket, an interesting take on the idea of a skull and crossbones "danger" sign::
OMG Priam: A gentle woman indeed.
OMG Priam: *strokes her cheek*
LovelyJester: *Smiles and does something akin to a practiced blush, or at least feigning to have one*
Papa Tymisonn: And, of course, that simply makes me MORE curious...
Lithaladhwen: *Jeri waves him on. He's fine. He's paid for a few hours of time, so that may entail sex or just hanging in the parlor and drinking for free.*
NYClark2: (( You pay in advance at The Sisters of Mercy, but I don't know about anywhere else. ))
Lithaladhwen: (You can pay either way here. Advance is better, but if you pay afterwards they just charge you for your time.)
Lithaladhwen: (There is only one exit, after all. Not like you can really sneak out.)
Papa Tymisonn: (I would also assume anything extra you want added on would be easier to add to the price if you haven't paid already.)
Lithaladhwen: Sal, do you really want to hear stories about men who want to pay for sex with your sister?
OMG Priam: *much 'tickling' ensues!*
LovelyJester: *Oh it does!*
LovelyJester: (Want to roll and see how performances turned out?)
OMG Priam: (I'd prefer to write it RP-wise.)
Lithaladhwen: (...I... don't care. I leave that formality to you guys.)
Papa Tymisonn: ... heh. You may be right...
OMG Priam: *It seems 'Ingram' is quite practiced, even if he is not all that well-endowed. He seems to be very much into the act; the girl in the illusion is probably a lost love.*
Lithaladhwen: *She opens a door at the back of the hall. They've walked past every damn door in on the floor to get there. Poor Salvador.*
LovelyJester: *Mirabell for her role does try to act the part, and is as accomodating a hostess as one can imagine!*
NYClark2: ::Mopping done, the mop in bucket leaned against a wall near the door, there are now other tasks to attend to. Taking out another cloth, the janitor begins wiping down the nightstand and dresser. (cont) ::
NYClark2: ::With another cloth reserved for the mirrors::
LovelyJester: *A woman in her mid 20's comes out from the beaded curtain of the back parlor, long brown curls are piled messily on top of her head, and unlike the girlish mirabell, this one has a more motherly/womanly figure, and is wearing a
Lithaladhwen: (For everyone else's information.....)
Lithaladhwen: (http://home.tiac.net/~cri/1998/sisters.html)
LovelyJester: very nice outfit in marroon*
NYClark2: ::With those overhead mirrors, you'd have to be some kind of ninja to clean them::
LovelyJester: *looks towards the mistress at the desk to see if she is needed, as a fellow walks out past the brown haired whore and out the door, apparantly she is now free*
Lithaladhwen: *Shakti holds the door open for Sal, letting him enter the room first*
Lithaladhwen: *Jeri nods to her*
LovelyJester: *Though it does turn out Mirabell is a bit on the noisy side*
Papa Tymisonn: *goes on in, scoping the area*
LovelyJester: *And the praising of Ashura rings forth!*
Lithaladhwen: *The room is decorated a lot like you'd imagine a room in this place. Lots of big pillows and soft fabrics. Hers has a bit of an oriental flair to it, but that's probably just Shakti.*
Lithaladhwen: *Shakti hears the praises faintly from down the hall and smirks*
LovelyJester: *saunters over to the desk and gives a bit of a lewd grin at the customer standing there*
Lithaladhwen: Well. I think Mirabell made a friend.
OMG Priam: *also cries out, in some -extremely- foreign language*
LovelyJester: Allo swords......
LovelyJester: Care for a drink?
Papa Tymisonn: ... yes. Friend. Right.
T3chn0Namagomi: Hell, why not?
LovelyJester: *takes his arm and leads him through that beaded curtain*
T3chn0Namagomi: *follows, yes*
OMG Priam: *after a brief afterglow period, waves his hand and the illusion dispels.*
Lithaladhwen: *Shakti pulls a trunk out from behind a beaded curtain which probably hides her closet*
LovelyJester: *It's much like an very large well appointed living room, plented of couchs and comfortable looking tables and soft light, and a fire place. All spotless and nicely decorated, a bar stands at the back*
Lithaladhwen: So, what notes do you want? The ones from here?
Lithaladhwen: I don't imagine you're all that interested in Ibidan.
LovelyJester: *A few men are in the back surrounded by a few ladies, playing a card game*
Papa Tymisonn: From here, yes.
OMG Priam: *reapplies clothing, in a strangely ritualistic fashion.*
Lithaladhwen: You want the clean version or the thorough version?
LovelyJester: *After a few choice tricks of her trade were applied, Mirabell starts getting dressed, and helps him as well*
Papa Tymisonn: Thorough, sadly.
OMG Priam: .....
T3chn0Namagomi: *heads for the bar and all first, with a slightly perverted grin on his face*
Lithaladhwen: All right. You asked for it.
OMG Priam: What is the payment due?
Papa Tymisonn: *pulls a satchel from beneath the coat* Right back at you, dear...
CGNakibe: *one of the card players looks up at the rattling of beads, with a BIG goofy grin on his face. Obviously he's already had more than a little to drink already*
LovelyJester: My apologies. *Stops*
Lithaladhwen: *pulls out a sheaf of papers*
LovelyJester: Ah, I do not handle the payment.
LovelyJester: My lady at the desk does.
OMG Priam: That was not the question. How much is due?
CGNakibe: Heheh. Don't you worry 'bout winnin, lads. Let ME handle that!
Papa Tymisonn: *inside are a collection of scrolls*
LovelyJester: *Goes behind the bar and leans across the counter*
LovelyJester: What's on your mind for a drink, then?
Lithaladhwen: Most of the notes are in those papers. I've got some parchment notes as well, but those are at the bottom.
Lithaladhwen: Hold on a second. *rummagerummage*
T3chn0Namagomi: Something hard, definitely.
LovelyJester: To be honest sir, the payment is for the amount of time you spend here, not for any particular act.
CGNakibe: (Lex, got a name for your character real quick? >.>;;-)
Papa Tymisonn: (Jenga.)
LovelyJester: If you intend to stay around longer and enjoy the drinks and the parlor, your tab will be adjusted accordingly.....
Papa Tymisonn: (Oh, wait, Mirabell.)
LovelyJester: (Petunia.)
CGNakibe: (The one that's currently in the cards room.)
LovelyJester: (XD) (YEs. Petunia.)
LovelyJester: Oooh! Hard eh?
CGNakibe: HEY, Petunia! Fancy a bit of a turn tonight? After I clean these mugs here out, that is!
LovelyJester: Never would have guess that one in a million years!
LovelyJester: With you, doll? *Winks*
Papa Tymisonn: *holds on, makes sure his scrolls are in proper order*
NYClark2: ::And apparent use of the bed or no, off come the sheets, the door opens as a young looking woman in a more typical maid uniform walks in wheeling a linen truck, our janitor nods to her as she passes as the (cont) ::
CGNakibe: Why, who else would ye want, eh love? *GRINS*
LovelyJester: *pouts* I'm 'is until he tires of me I'm afraid.
Lithaladhwen: You got everything, Sal?
OMG Priam: *digs in his--what is that, some kind of money pouch? Why is there parchment in there?--and pulls out quite a few coins. Quite a few indeed!*
LovelyJester: Unless you mates want to share.
Papa Tymisonn: Yup, all set.
LovelyJester: *Pours him a whiskey sour and sets it in front of him*
OMG Priam: *hands them to Mirabell. It turns out to be about six times too much.*
CGNakibe: Damn. Sounds like a right long time if'n ya ask ME.
Lithaladhwen: (The cost is probably comparable to a couple of nights in a nice inn.)
LovelyJester: Oh no no.
NYClark2: ::Mop and bucket are picked up on the way out::
Lithaladhwen: (I can't believe I had to look up prostitution rates for this. <_< )
LovelyJester: I cannot handle the money. It's not allowed.
OMG Priam: No gratuities permitted? How unusual.
NYClark2: (( Money is dirty ))
LovelyJester: >.> This is my tip?
LovelyJester: Good heavens. *Bows*
T3chn0Namagomi: *grabs the drink and downs it quickly...*
OMG Priam: Was that unclear? Here. *sets it on the bed*
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Papa Tymisonn: Do you remember when we have to have a report to headquarters ready?
LovelyJester: Call on me anytime, Ingram.
Lithaladhwen: Nope. I report when I've got reports. They live with it.
OMG Priam: I may.
Lithaladhwen: (Seriously. I looked things up.)
Lithaladhwen: ( http://www.worldsexguide.com/guide/North_America/United_States/Indiana/index.htm )
NYClark2: (( Things? ))
T3chn0Namagomi: Ahh...just how I like my drinks, fast and hard.
CGNakibe: *guy next to him lays down three of a kind* Damn. >.<
CGNakibe: Just not my luck tonight. >:{
OMG Priam: (Don't feel too bad. Some of us may recall when I had to ask a friend of mine who lives downtown about whore prices for DF back in the day)
Papa Tymisonn: They'll get annoyed...
Papa Tymisonn: Unless you WANT to be dumped back home...
EternalDragonAya: (Holy shit is this DF?)
NYClark2: (( Nope ))
LovelyJester: Fast? Pity sweetness.
OMG Priam: (No, just recalling the days when I had to look up whoring prices for it)
CGNakibe: At least ya could give me a kiss for good luck, love. I'll sure need it tonight.
OMG Priam: Now, as for those card tables.
LovelyJester: Looks like I'll be joining you shortly then! *To the card player with a bit of a giggle*
LovelyJester: Of course.
EternalDragonAya: (I remember that.)
Lithaladhwen: Sal. Just because they have you by the balls doesn't mean that's how it works with me.
LovelyJester: *opens the door and holds out an arm*
Lithaladhwen: I give them good reports when I've got them. That's what they're really after.
LovelyJester: *quickly switches the wreath for that of a different signally for the room to be cleaned*
NYClark2: (( Heh, that'd be like grabbing a bald man by the hair ))
CGNakibe: Heh. Yep, the wins they are a-changin.
Lithaladhwen: If they want to send me back home, they're going to have to send someone to TAKE me back. And that won't work out well.
OMG Priam: *takes arm, his demeanor reserved again, but noticeably less uptight*
CGNakibe: Alright ya bastards, ya got me last round, but ya ain't gettin me no more!
LovelyJester: *Walks him downstairs and to the parlor*
LovelyJester: Can I get you something to drink?
T3chn0Namagomi: *grinning* Well, how else can you enjoy life without living it to the fullest?
Papa Tymisonn: ... alright...
Lithaladhwen: You don't think I'm kidding, do you?
LovelyJester: A moment, handsome.
OMG Priam: Something tasty. The alcohol content is not important.
EternalDragonAya has left the room.
LovelyJester: I gotta go spread the luck!
Papa Tymisonn: I know you're not.
Lithaladhwen: Good.
NYClark2: ::Notes the signal, and the cycle begins anew, no break this time. But, that is no big loss. ::
Papa Tymisonn: And they'd have a hell of a fight on their hands...
LovelyJester: *bounces over and gives a smooch on the top of the cardplayers head, making an audible smacking sound*
LovelyJester: That's all you get, now play yer cards. Til later.
Lithaladhwen: *flattered smile* I think that might be the nicest thing you've ever said to me.
Papa Tymisonn: ... really?
CGNakibe: 'ats it? I'm sure ye've got the time fer more than just THAT...
LovelyJester: *And then the scurries back over to the bar* Like another, swords?
Papa Tymisonn: Wow...
NYClark2: (( This entire time I have been trying to think of a name for this character... ))
Lithaladhwen: (Marklar.)
OMG Priam: ((Toxie =D))
LovelyJester: Oooooh! Last time was different.
LovelyJester: Be quicker on the draw, sweetness.
LovelyJester: You spent the first part of this evenin' with Lucy! I had to find some comp'ny for myself.
NYClark2: (( Toxie? ))
T3chn0Namagomi: Of course. why wouldn't I want another one?
Lithaladhwen: Hm. *finishes rummagin* I think they might be further back.
OMG Priam: ((Toxic Crusader? I can't remember his human name))
LovelyJester: I can do that.
NYClark2: (( Heh! ))
Papa Tymisonn: Don't worry. Get them to me when you can.
CGNakibe: What else was I supposed t' do with you out all morn, eh?
Lithaladhwen: *removes a false panel in the lid of the chest* Now, you didn't see this.
LovelyJester: Let me introduce you to the card players.
Papa Tymisonn: ... see what? :-)
CGNakibe: 'EY!
Lithaladhwen: *Grins and pulls out several rolls of parchment* These I really do need back.
LovelyJester: *leads him over to the back table* Guys, this is Mr. Ingram, he is considering joinin' in on the next round...
Lithaladhwen: Also, goes without saying you don't show them to anyone. I haven't edited out the names yet.
LovelyJester: *smiles and heads off to the bar*
Lithaladhwen: Confidentiality and whatnot.
OMG Priam: *nods to the Guys, gets a seat*
Papa Tymisonn: Right.
Papa Tymisonn: *hands over his* Upi
Papa Tymisonn: You'll see mine are about the same.
NYClark2: (( Otherwise castrations might happen after all... ))
CGNakibe: 'at's good. Was gettin tired of tryin t' fleece these rubes.
LovelyJester: I dunno.
LovelyJester: Maybe yer a man of the cloth. Don't want to indulge.
LovelyJester: *laughs at her own joke and pours him another*
CGNakibe: Other guy: Gettin tired of LOSING, ya mean.
LovelyJester: Allo 'Bell. Singin' your prayers awful loud tonight.
Papa Tymisonn: (... damn. We can turn ANYTHING into a bar RP...)
OMG Priam: (You're DAMN right)
Lithaladhwen: Well, I think you probably have less to worry about by way of scandalous information. There are a couple of names in here that... might surprise you. But this is completely private information.
LovelyJester: *Is joined by Mirabell who starts her work concocting a drink* Jealous?
NYClark2: (( I like this bar though ))
CGNakibe: Hey, I'm jus gettin warmed up tonight, 's all!
Papa Tymisonn: (Card: SILVAR? ... oooh... ^_^)
Lithaladhwen: (This is the best bar ever. A sex bar. With sex.)
Lithaladhwen: (Silvar wouldn't. He likes his soul where it is.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *drinks the shot again*
LovelyJester: (we can. But this bar has sex.)
LovelyJester: (Guaranteed sex.)
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Papa Tymisonn: (I know. but that would be amusing.)
Lithaladhwen: (It would.)
Papa Tymisonn: Of course...
LovelyJester: Of course not. Mr. Swords ere is gonna show me a fine time I'm sure.
LovelyJester: Yeah yeah.
Lithaladhwen: *plops down on the bed and pats the cover to indicate he may sit as well*
Lithaladhwen: So. How've you been?
Papa Tymisonn: (Cardinal: ... Snide too? Man, he went downhill after his girlfriend skipped town...)
Lithaladhwen: (XD)
LovelyJester: *glides over to Ingram and places a glass of spiced red wine in front of him*
OMG Priam: *observes it, carefully.*
OMG Priam: >_>
Papa Tymisonn: *with hesitation, then later, a realization that he's being silly, sits* Good, good. Farida's coming along nicely.
OMG Priam: What vintage?
LovelyJester: I'm afraid it's not terribly old.
CGNakibe: Hey, Mirabell. *nods to her, and then goes back into the card game*
LovelyJester: Only about 7 years....
Papa Tymisonn: (Oh. I just realized. James Silvar and Hakaril Tymisonn should meet.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Just to see what would happen.)
OMG Priam: A second glass, then.
LovelyJester: But it's from a fine batch...
OMG Priam: Same stuff.
OMG Priam: If you would, please.
LovelyJester: Of course!
NYClark2: (( Toxie I guess that's as good a name as any... and it seems pretty androgynous too... ))
Lithaladhwen: *Almost but not completely hides her interest* Yeah? She having any issues with the thing?
LovelyJester: *and off she goes!*
OMG Priam: *observes the game for now, trying to discern the rules.*
Papa Tymisonn: She'll be fine...
Lithaladhwen: *nods*
Papa Tymisonn: Excited to be an aunt?
Lithaladhwen: ....e_e
Lithaladhwen: Oh yeah. I think about it constantly. It brings me joy. *sarcasmsarcasm*
LovelyJester: Going to join the cardgame, handsome?
CGNakibe: C'mon... *looks at his cards, frowning*
LovelyJester: Or shall I maybe see that you have a nice relaxin' bath drawn.
LovelyJester: IM: Please let me wash that hair.
NYClark2: ::Toxie seemingly has less to take care of this time, but a thorough job is the only kind worth doing.::
CGNakibe: *another couple of cards are dealt him..*
Papa Tymisonn: Oh, come on. Even if the little bundle of joy comes from her, it'll still be MY kid.
LovelyJester: *And back comes Mirabell*
Papa Tymisonn: Still YOUR flesh and blood.
Lithaladhwen: <_< You... put a kid inside her. That's something I try not to think about.
LovelyJester: *And another glass is placed in front of "Ingram"*
Lithaladhwen: And there's more to family than who births whom.
LovelyJester: (hey shaun, what's your characters name?)
Lithaladhwen: Don't get me wrong.
CGNakibe: *he's still frowning at his cards, but he follows the betting anyway*
T3chn0Namagomi: Don't want to indulge? Hah! What else would I be doing if I paid? *slightly drunken grin. Looks like this guy's a bit of a lightweight as far as holding his drinks go*
CGNakibe: (Ralph, I suppose.)
LovelyJester: Evenin' Ralph, how's the luck?
Lithaladhwen: I'm all right with you breeding and whatever. You're happy, I'm happy. I'll... I don't know. Tell the kid about Buddha or something.
OMG Priam: *holds the two glasses up in one hand, draws a circle in the air before them, and presses his open palm to the glasses briefly*
NYClark2: (( Then it should be Shakti's auntly responsibility to make sure the kid is someone worth knowing, right? ))
LovelyJester: *seats herself in a polite but close way to Ingram*
OMG Priam: *sets one of the glasses in front of Mirabell, and goes back to observing the game*
Lithaladhwen: I'm a very bad Buddhist, but maybe someone else can do better.
LovelyJester: IM: I do hope this one is a repeat customer.
Papa Tymisonn: You can't tell him about Jesus?
LovelyJester: *gives him a thankful smile and sips her drink*
Papa Tymisonn: ... you know, the good version of Jesus, not the Catholic version?
Lithaladhwen: *nearly gags*
T3chn0Namagomi: Heh...the bath sounds like a good idea, I have to say...
LovelyJester: Then indulge, lovey.....
CGNakibe: Oh, I'd say its improvin, Mirabell. *winks*
Lithaladhwen: Sal. I've talked enough about Jesus to last a lifetime.
OMG Priam: *it is as the particular wine was aged a century or more. Still just as flavorful, if not more, and decidedly more robust.*
Lithaladhwen: It's not an experience I care to revisit.
LovelyJester: IM: Oh good, he's drunk. Drunks are fantastic tippers.
Lithaladhwen: *low growl*
CGNakibe: *suddenly all the guys at the table fold*
Papa Tymisonn: Fine. I'LL tell hi- ... him or her about Jesus.
CGNakibe: >.>;; What? Wussin out, guys?
LovelyJester: *laughs* Ah, good that I am here. Perhaps you might finally do some winning!
Lithaladhwen: You do that.
T3chn0Namagomi: Soo...where's this bath?
CGNakibe: *grumblemutter* Could be winnin more if'n these guys weren't chicken.
Lithaladhwen: *wicked grin* I have a question.
OMG Priam: ("What is this 'bath' you speak of?")
LovelyJester: In the back.....
LovelyJester: *oop that was petunia*
Papa Tymisonn: ... OK... *apprehensive*
CGNakibe: *idly places down ahand full of Dragons*
Lithaladhwen: You still talk about your god as...well... God. You know they have other ones here, right?
LovelyJester: In the back, let me go get it prepaired for you.
Papa Tymisonn: Yes.
T3chn0Namagomi: (Flush! :D!)
Lithaladhwen: How's that working for you?
OMG Priam: I believe I understand.
Papa Tymisonn: ... I'll let you know when I find out.
OMG Priam: *sip*
LovelyJester: *traces a finger along his hand* Don't get lured off by any of the other pretty faces.
OMG Priam: *sets down an ante, is in this hand*
Lithaladhwen: *derisive snort* What's there to find out?
CGNakibe: (Nakibe is somewhere grinning...)
Lithaladhwen: There is more or less proof of big giant powerful god people here.
Lithaladhwen: Doesn't bug you at all?
Papa Tymisonn: Big giant powerful PEOPLE.
CGNakibe: *suddenly puts on a serious face* Don't ya know I'm all fer you, babe?
Papa Tymisonn: I'm still not assured they're gods.
LovelyJester: *Is doing her job of being a pretty decoration, filling drinks when necessary!*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Hah! Oh, Nakibe would have FUN with him)
OMG Priam: *enchants drinks as they are provided, for both her and himself*
Lithaladhwen: Uh huh. I bet I could find ten people on the street who could convince you.
Lithaladhwen: What if you had evidence?
CGNakibe: *keeps his serious look as he looks at his new hand*
LovelyJester: Ralph, you're for the whole house.
OMG Priam: *may not have a look that is not serious. Is the embodiment of "poker hand."*
Papa Tymisonn: At the very least, they're the gods of this dimension.
OMG Priam: *"poker face"
CGNakibe: HEY, that's not quite true, Petunia.
LovelyJester: *And off Petunia goes, to go prepair some heavy duty bathtimes and grooming necessities for Mr. Badhair*
Papa Tymisonn: I still think my God exists.
Lithaladhwen: You can totally do that.
CGNakibe: Bah. Gimmie three.
Lithaladhwen: You probably would anyway.
Lithaladhwen: Personally I really don't care about the gods here.
LovelyJester: *A few other girls mill about, one in particular makes herself very comfortable in the lap of one of the players*
Lithaladhwen: They're big powerful things. Sure. At least they do a better job of leaving me alone than uh... than yours. That's all I ask.
Lithaladhwen: I think the gods and I are both happier with plenty of time apart.
OMG Priam: Two, please. *pushes cards, face down, forward*
LovelyJester: *Petunia enters the room again after a few moments*
Papa Tymisonn: I can't see you getting along with them.
LovelyJester: *And by moments I mean minutes*
LovelyJester: Come along, lovey. Let's see to it we clean every inch of that body....
Lithaladhwen: I dunno. Kazeros seems pretty okay. I don't think he gives a damn what anyone does as long as you aren't fucking over anyone else.
LovelyJester: *holds out an arm*
CGNakibe: *looks at his cards, then has another swig of what's left in his mug*
Lithaladhwen: Certainly isn't MurderDeathKillGod like SOME others.
T3chn0Namagomi: *grinning partly out of pervertedness, and partly out of drunkenness, he takes her hand, ready to follow her*
OMG Priam: *eyeing Ralph*
Papa Tymisonn: That... uh... Reshtaha one?
LovelyJester: *Leads him to the back, and down a hallway, and finally through a wooden door, which she hangs a wreath on the handle, and then locks it with a decisive click!*
LovelyJester: *ooop! i meant that as petunia!*
Lithaladhwen: *tone is openly acidic now* I was referring to Mr. Let's Have an Inquisition.
Lithaladhwen: (Fight! Place bets now!)
CGNakibe: *looks perfectly calm.. .or at least as calm as you can look when you're starting to have problems seeing your cards.*
T3chn0Namagomi: (Totally betting on Shakti)
OMG Priam: (TWO DOZEN DONUTS ON THE MADAME)
CGNakibe: e.e Hopefully ya got somethin GOOD in that hand over there, mister.
LovelyJester: *There is a large bathbasin filled with water, apparantly being heated to a nice temperature by magic, it's filled with lots of bubbely bubbles with a nice but not too feminine scent!*
OMG Priam: *gaze does not waver*
Papa Tymisonn: That was us!
T3chn0Namagomi: (500 World Dollars on Shakti!)
CGNakibe: *places his bet*
Papa Tymisonn: ... them.
Lithaladhwen: *gasp of mock surprise* It was!
LovelyJester: How exciting.
LovelyJester: *Takes another sip of her wine*
CGNakibe: (200 Bison Dollars on Shakti!)
Lithaladhwen: Imagine that. I'd totally forgotten.
LovelyJester: *is pacing herself, as her boss would likely have words if she was too tipsy to perform her job properly*
OMG Priam: *sets his card down on the table, and pushes some coin forward.* Raise. Two gold.
Papa Tymisonn: Do NOT blame the actions of a corrupt church on the good concepts it was originally based upon.
Papa Tymisonn: God wept every moment that inquisition went on.
CGNakibe: >.> I'm callin. Whatcha got, eh? *puts down 2 gold of his own*
LovelyJester: *checks the temperature of the water*
LovelyJester: Ah, just perfect!
Lithaladhwen: I'll blame whoever I damn well please. I'll blame him for weeping and sitting on his deific ass and doing nothing.
CGNakibe: (Where are Shakti and Card, anyway?)
T3chn0Namagomi: (Oh, trust me. It's not JUST the catholics. I wonder if he knows about the Evangelicals and Fundies, and whether or not God is weeping about them. XP)
NYClark2: (( You pretty much walked into that one. ))
LovelyJester: NOW! You cannot bathe in armor, or with swords.
Lithaladhwen: (In her private room.)
Papa Tymisonn: (Her room.)
LovelyJester: I hear tell that doesn't work at all.
Papa Tymisonn: (And buckets, Doug.)
CGNakibe: (Figured as much.)
Lithaladhwen: I'll tell you one thing. Whether they're really gods as you know them or not, at least they're still involved. They give a damn.
Lithaladhwen: Others weep.
T3chn0Namagomi: Well, that's clearly obvious. *smirking* Besides, it wouldn't quite be a bath, would it? *does start to disclothe himself, before getting into the bath*
Lithaladhwen: And don't do shit.
LovelyJester: Good, lad.
LovelyJester: *after arranging a few items on the side of the tub, The curvy petunia disrobes with a fair bit of presentation8
Papa Tymisonn: ... I still have a bible at the house. You can reacquaint yourself with it and know WHY He kept out of it.
Lithaladhwen: I'd rather choke on my own vomit, thank you.
LovelyJester: *And slides in the tub as well* Now turn around so I can do your back and hair, Doll.
OMG Priam: Three eights.
OMG Priam: *flips*
Lithaladhwen: These women do what they want. They make their living and they aren't hurting anyone. I like it here, and I like it here without that crap being shoved down my throat again.
CGNakibe: Crap. >.< Two Crowns.
OMG Priam: *collects*
LovelyJester: Ah! See, my luck rubbed off earlier.
LovelyJester: *smiles in a pleased manner with herself*
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to be watching* Hmm...well, ya think I need my hair done, huh? *turns around, ready to sneak in a grope when she gets closer*
OMG Priam: *Ralph sees "Ingram" roll his eyes, but briefly*
Papa Tymisonn: Yes, fine.
LovelyJester: Oh! I think it could use a little sprucin' up.
NYClark2: ::Toxie finishes off another room and heads out, nodding to the maid again, and goes downstairs::
CGNakibe: Eh? >.> *barely manages to catch Ingram's eyeroll*
Lithaladhwen: *deep breath*
OMG Priam: *antes*
OMG Priam: Are you in?
LovelyJester: Now! Hold your breath!
Lithaladhwen: *flexes her hand and several joints crack noisily*
CGNakibe: ... Yeah, sure sure. Whatever. e.e *antes!*
LovelyJester: *and surprise dunks him*
T3chn0Namagomi: o_o! *dunked!*
LovelyJester: *releases him so he can resurface*
LovelyJester: Ah, I see improvement already!
OMG Priam: *dealt!* Ten coin. *bets*
T3chn0Namagomi: *as he does, practically turns around, reversing the dunk on her*
LovelyJester: *sputters*
LovelyJester: Oh you cheeky little!
LovelyJester: Now I'll have to redo my hair.....
Papa Tymisonn: ... did I tick you off?
LovelyJester: *And so her updo falls down, and is a mass of wet curls*
Lithaladhwen: *snarl/grin* Never, Salvador.
T3chn0Namagomi: *seems to be grinning, still* Ahh, it can wait.
LovelyJester: *pulls her curls back and poses a little giving a playful pout*
Papa Tymisonn: (... honestly, Lith. I couldn't be happier I gave Esperanza to you. You do her SO well. Just as awesome as I imagined her.)
CGNakibe: ... 'ats all? Twelve coin. e.e *puts in his bet*
Lithaladhwen: (*blushes*)
OMG Priam: See your two, and raise two more.
OMG Priam: *bets*
Papa Tymisonn: ... uh huh.
LovelyJester: IM: I get the oddest feeling.....
LovelyJester: IM: Meh. Doesn't matter. He tipped me enough I can pay off a few tabs around town.....
CGNakibe: Eh, I've got two more'n that, ye see. *puts down 2, and 3 more*
Female Pretense: (hay guys, what's goin' on in this here chat?)
OMG Priam: (OMFG)
LovelyJester: It's become real apparant to me, that you're a foul lil' beast. The only solution is to scrub you clean....
Female Pretense: (>____>??)
Papa Tymisonn: I have a day off next Ishus. Farida is working. I'll make you lunk.
Papa Tymisonn: *lunch
LovelyJester: (Teeheeheeeeeee.)
OMG Priam: See your three. Choose your cards.
NYClark2: ::Toxie goes down a small hallway and places the mop and bucket in a small closet, and then goes towards the cards and bar room::
Female Pretense: (I see Shaun AND Priam RPing)
T3chn0Namagomi: So I am, am I?
Female Pretense: (and it IS rather cold here)
OMG Priam: (HOLY POOP)
Lithaladhwen: What do you want to cook for me for?
LovelyJester: Oh yes.
NYClark2: (( Wow, a Dia! ))
Female Pretense: (POOP WHICH IS HOLY!)
LovelyJester: *takes a bottle of STUFF that is probably unfamiliar to him*
LovelyJester: *And squirts some in her hand*
CGNakibe: All I need is one.
OMG Priam: (EXCREMENT SACRAMENT)
Papa Tymisonn: What, a brother can't invite his sister into his home without having an ulterior motive?
LovelyJester: Turn back around.
Lithaladhwen: <_<
LovelyJester: So I can wash your hair properly.
CGNakibe: *grabs his one card*
LovelyJester: Or I shall have to become cross.
NYClark2: ::And crosses the beads as unobtrusively as possible::
CGNakibe: *and grins a big sloppy drunken grin as he does*
T3chn0Namagomi: *does so* Alright then.
Lithaladhwen: I think you want to feed me because you think that'll smooth everything out.
Lithaladhwen: *rolls her arm and cracks her shoulder* Well, it doesn't.
Papa Tymisonn: That's alright. I still want you to come over.
LovelyJester: *he feels Petunia's fingers begin to massage his scalp in a very soothing way, and he smells something like lavender* Close your eyes.....
T3chn0Namagomi: *does as told*
LovelyJester: IM: Poor Ralph is going to lose hard tonight if he keeps drinking.
Lithaladhwen: Your wife doesn't like me. I bet she thinks I'm going to put the eye on her baby or something.
CGNakibe: Feelin lucky, eh? >:D
OMG Priam: I will take two.
OMG Priam: *does*
Female Pretense: (so what IS going down in the RP?)
CGNakibe: Don't worry. Ol' Ralph's gonna take reeal good care of yer money here.
Female Pretense: (I tried backlogging but it scared me with unfamiliar characters)
Female Pretense: (is this second gen or something?)
CGNakibe: (The greatest little whorehouse in Doma. >:{{{{ )
LovelyJester: *Scrubbity scrub scrub, he recieves 1x gentle hair washing, head massage*
NYClark2: ::And scans the room for any signs of necessary cleaning... spills, dropped glasses, that sort of thing::
LovelyJester: (Nope! :D Just a whore house!)
NYClark2: (( 1st gen ))
Female Pretense: (oh, I see!)
LovelyJester: *And once it gets relaxing enough........She goes for another DUNKINATING*
Papa Tymisonn: Won't matter. As I said, she'll be working...
T3chn0Namagomi: o_o *dunked again*
LovelyJester: *laughs*
LovelyJester: Ah, much better already I think.
LovelyJester: *shapes his hair into a mohawk*
Lithaladhwen: ...*thinks*
OMG Priam: Your wager?
LovelyJester: Now, for your back.....
NYClark2: ::And heads over to an unoccupied staffer::
T3chn0Namagomi: Hmmm? What about my back?
CGNakibe: 'ow bout 4 more than what we got already, eh? *pushes another 4 in*
LovelyJester: *she takes a small pumice stone and wets it with soem soapy water and gently rubs it on his back*
NYClark2: (( Lex, any of yours not busy? ))
OMG Priam: See your four, raise you one. *raises*
LovelyJester: (Mirabell is just watching a cardgame.)
Lithaladhwen: *dismissive handwaving gestures* No, you know what? I'm not going to sneak around your house hoping your wife doesn't come home. I'm your sister, not your mistress.
CGNakibe: I'll raise ya 2. *another 2. MAN this guy is playing all sloppily tonight*
CGNakibe: *... perhaps he should've stopped a couple drinks ago*
LovelyJester: *And he gets a fairly nice back massage!*
OMG Priam: Two. *calls*
Lithaladhwen: I came a few times because I knew it was important to you. But I'm really not all that thrilled about being there most of the time.
OMG Priam: Your hand?
LovelyJester: NOW! You owe me, sweety.
CGNakibe: Pair o' Dragons, and a pair o' Knights.
LovelyJester: *Turns so that her back faces his* Turn around and do my back too.....
Papa Tymisonn: I know. But you're my sister. I want you over SOMETIME.
Lithaladhwen: I'm your sister because we have the same parents. She's your wife. It's as much her house as it is yours, and we both know damn well she doesn't want me there.
OMG Priam: I am not sure what you call it, but my cards share the same suit.
OMG Priam: *flips*
CGNakibe: ... CRAP. >.<
NYClark2: (( They call it fashion! ))
LovelyJester: (Farida: >.> Youmight leave your ugly germs around the house......I'd hate the baby to catch it.)
T3chn0Namagomi: *well, attempts to give her a backrub, but he seems to not really be THAT good at that sort of thing*
Papa Tymisonn: Our heritage doesn't make us siblings. The hell we experienced together made us siblings.
Papa Tymisonn: If we didn't share parents, I'd still be proud to call you sister.
OMG Priam: I believe my time here is up.
OMG Priam: *stands, claims his fresh coin*
Lithaladhwen: *rather unladylike sneer* The hell we--- never mind. Not worth it.
CGNakibe: Hell. -.-;;;
Lithaladhwen: I appreciate the invitation, but I'm not going to do it.
LovelyJester: *snuggles in to him* Now, shall we carryon here, or would you like to go to my quarters?
OMG Priam: ((How much IS a night's stay at a hotel, anyway?))
Lithaladhwen: (Are you going to deduct this from his inventory or something?)
Papa Tymisonn: Fine. I'll take you somewhere.
LovelyJester: *Stands and bows her head to him respectfully* I hope to see you again, Mr. Ingram.
Papa Tymisonn: The point is I want to spend time with you, you stubborn girl...
Lithaladhwen: (If you don't care, you can just go ahead and pay.)
CGNakibe: *takes another drink* Dammit..'s just ain't my night...
Papa Tymisonn: :P
T3chn0Namagomi: *gropes* Why delay? That'd just ruin things the way they're going now...
Lithaladhwen: Girl? I'm no damn girl, Sal. I'm not some sixteen year old blushing little lady.
OMG Priam: *gives all his card winnings to Mirabell* That may not be necessary. Time will tell.
Lithaladhwen: *sighs and steels herself* I don't care if we go somewhere. I just don't want to be in your house.
CGNakibe: ... just f'n lovely stuff.. *... suddenly, his chair tips over, spilling him AND his drink down to the floor* ... ow. -.-;;
LovelyJester: *nods her head and accepts the winnings* Thank you.
Papa Tymisonn: FINALLY. She weakens her guard...
OMG Priam: *walks towards the entryway, paying for the time*
Lithaladhwen: You'll have to sit here for a year and a half if that's what you're waiting for. Takes more than an offer of food.
LovelyJester: I whole heartedly agree.
CGNakibe: *mutters from the floor* ... maybe this 's a sign.
LovelyJester: *It'd be a pity to get dressed now.....
CGNakibe: A sign that Nakibe hates me tonight. e.e;;
LovelyJester: Oh Ralph.
LovelyJester: It's not Nakibe...
NYClark2: ::To action! Luckily, any drunk worth his salt never lets a glass stay full. So there is not much to clean up. Readies a cloth, and waits for the drunk to extract himself from the mess::
LovelyJester: *pats his hand*
OMG Priam has left the room.
CGNakibe: Prob'ly is. Done lost enough money tonight, I tell ya. -.-;;
LovelyJester: IM: Just a little less to drink when you gamble darling.
LovelyJester: I'm sure he will smile on you tomorrow!
Papa Tymisonn: I know.
LovelyJester: Now. Hold tight darling!
LovelyJester: *commences to apply her considerable skils of the naughtytimes nature!*
Papa Tymisonn: Some day, you may like me.
CGNakibe: *starts slowly getting up from the floor* Yeah...if'n ya say so. Right 'bout now, I just need to.. *stumbles, barely catches himself* ... head on outta here or somethin'.
LovelyJester: Oh Ralph, let me help.
NYClark2: ::Starts sopping up the spill::
LovelyJester: *goes and grabs his arm to steady him and help him out the door*
Lithaladhwen: Someday. *grudging smile* You're a pain in the ass, you know that?
Papa Tymisonn: I love you too.
CGNakibe: Thanks. Ya know you're real pretty from this angle too. *grins once more as he is helped out*
Lithaladhwen: e_e
T3chn0Namagomi: *Uh, yeah. We know what goes on here*
CGNakibe: (And as always, there's a thin line between love and STABBERING.)
LovelyJester: (Always is.)
LovelyJester: *After said times are completed helps him to dress, and clothes herself as well*
LovelyJester: Feel better? A hot bath always helps my nerves.
Lithaladhwen: You...*sigh* Yeah, whatever.
Papa Tymisonn: *smiles*
Lithaladhwen: *runs a hand through her hair*
Papa Tymisonn: I should go.
Lithaladhwen: Sure. Make sure you've got all your stuff.
Papa Tymisonn: *... nab* Yeah, I'm good.
Lithaladhwen: You remember the way out or you want me to escort you so you don't get propositioned/
Lithaladhwen: *?
Papa Tymisonn: ... if you wouldn't mind...
Lithaladhwen: Heh. Sure.
Lithaladhwen: *gets up and leads the way*
NYClark2: ::The mess cleaned up and another cloth used, Toxie picks up the cup and places it on the table to be taken away::
Lithaladhwen: *Jeri nods to Shakti and Card as they enter the waiting room*
Lithaladhwen: There, see? Not so scary.
T3chn0Namagomi has left the room.
Papa Tymisonn: *smiles and waves awkwardly*
Lithaladhwen: Just women with jobs.
Papa Tymisonn: Of course.
CGNakibe: (Jobs peddling EVIL!!!)
LovelyJester: *smiles at Shakti* Evening.
Papa Tymisonn: ... *hug* You keep safe, Es, alright?
LovelyJester: *Patiently waiting in the front room for more customers*
Lithaladhwen: *grits her teeth and hugs back* I'm fine here. Probably better off here than anywhere else.
Lithaladhwen: *waves to the young businesslady* Hey.
Papa Tymisonn: Still.
CGNakibe: (I idly wonder how that hug looks to some people here. >:P)
Lithaladhwen: Yeah, I know. Older brother thing where you don't like your sister playing in brothels. I get it.
Papa Tymisonn: If you were playing in a secured fortress, I'd still say it.
NYClark2: ::Walks out of the beads and back to the closet, placing a few used clothes in a bin, and taking a few fresh ones::
Lithaladhwen: Tsch. Probably.
NYClark2: (( cloths* ))
Papa Tymisonn: *smiles* See you on Ishus. I'll meet you here.
Lithaladhwen: Well, you too. Tell your terror of a wife that her home is safe from me. I'll see you some one of these days for lunch, then.
Papa Tymisonn: *waves, and leaves*
Papa Tymisonn: (I require slumber.)
Lithaladhwen: (As do I. I can hang here a bit longer, though.)
NYClark2: ::Comes back to the front room::
Papa Tymisonn: (Night folks.)
NYClark2: (( G'night ))
Papa Tymisonn has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Night! Thanks.)
Lithaladhwen: (Ah. Missed him.)
NYClark2: (( I hardly see such interesting conversations in CIs ))
Lithaladhwen: *Shakti heads back to her room, presumably to brood and angst for a while.*
LovelyJester: (Annnnnd I think I'm out too. It's been "one of those days")
Lithaladhwen: *Jeri sits and files things, stamps things, and in general handles the beaurocratic aspects of her place of work*
LovelyJester: (Funtimes playing little mistresses of naughtytimes.)
NYClark2: ::Notices a broodly look as Shakti passes by::
Lithaladhwen: (Kai: *ponders going to bed now*)
LovelyJester: </Whores Mirabel and Petunia out.)
Lithaladhwen: </Shakti>
Lithaladhwen: </Jeri>
LovelyJester: (Night, yo.)
NYClark2: (( Guess that's it then ))
NYClark2: <</Toxie>>
LovelyJester has left the room.
Lithaladhwen: (Thanks, you guys. I really had a lot of fun tonight.
Lithaladhwen: )
NYClark2: (( I did too ))
Lithaladhwen: </RP>
CGNakibe: Not a problem. Wish I would've been more active, though.
Lithaladhwen: *drops perentheses*
NYClark2: I really like this character.
Lithaladhwen: Eh. Next time. Now that I know this works, I may run CIs here more often.
Lithaladhwen: Certainly a change from the park or the IH.
NYClark2: It was a good exercise in making something up on the spot.
Lithaladhwen: I've been wanting to make the Prostitute's Guild 'canon' for a while now.
Lithaladhwen: I think it works pretty well, especially with so many fun characters to play with.
NYClark2: Although I haven't fleshed out a bunch of things, it is a good start.
NYClark2: "Canon" I dislike worrying about that so much.
NYClark2: Tonight was a very good example of "Just RP it."
Lithaladhwen: I like the way Gaera is structured, and I try to stay true to that. I just think this particular guild fits with the rather whimsical way the Doman government works.
Lithaladhwen: I wouldn't have done it if I thought it would cause inconsistencies.
Lithaladhwen: Canon allows more freedom than certain people would have RPers and GMs believe.
NYClark2: Hm?
Lithaladhwen: Old news. Lot of bygones and bridgewater.
NYClark2: No no, I'm not interested in the certain people, but the more freedom.
Lithaladhwen: Canon isn't all that scary. I use it to keep me faithful to what I love about Gaera. That doesn't mean I have to let it be all stagnant and dead plot-wise, just because change is bad and scary.
Lithaladhwen: That happens sometimes.
NYClark2: Yeah
Lithaladhwen: I think that canon came about because people did things. If we like canon, we should do more things as long as we're consistent. Doing things leads to more canon. Who knew?
NYClark2: ::nod::
NYClark2: Speaking of doing things, I should try and see about getting in touch with a few people.
Lithaladhwen: ...You should totally do that.
NYClark2: Too bad none of them are on now... crap.
Lithaladhwen: Alas. Well, I am retiring now.
Lithaladhwen: Night to all the lurkers!
Lithaladhwen: *waves*