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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Oct 25, 2009 23:31:09 GMT -5
We made it to Night's Doorstep in what seemed like no time, but as we strolled through the area, I turned to Sin with a slight frown. "We could go to the Gauche or the Cockeral, but I must confess, I am getting bored with the same old places. Do you know of a better dive to give our patronage?"
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Oct 26, 2009 22:31:10 GMT -5
"Yes, because I frequent the Night Court ALL the time," I said with a roll of my eyes. The only place that I really went to was Alangora's sweet shops and occasionally the Gauche, but only when I really was in need of a drink before heading back out. I began to look around and snorted, unable to help myself. "Look... 'La Petite Morte,'" I said and chuckled but by instinct, grabbed Naia quickly. "We're not going in there, Elua's balls." She had not even made a move but I already knew she would want to.
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Oct 26, 2009 22:47:19 GMT -5
"What?" I said, incredulously looking for the sign he'd pointed out. "Really?" I was laughing now, ignoring his attempts to dissuade me. "Oh come on, we have to! I mean, that sign is just crying out for us to come see what's going on in here." I held on to his arm and began dragging him toward the door.
"One drink," I said, looking over my shoulder at him, "Just to see if the place lives up to it's name."
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Oct 26, 2009 23:41:25 GMT -5
"I am NOT going with you to a place called 'La Petite Mort," I said with a roll of my eyes. That was absolutely ridiculous. It was like walking into the lion's den, willingly when you knew what the outcome was. Ugh. What could she have been thinking? "I am not going into a place that is pretty much saying ORGASM at the top of its lungs." However, she was quickly dragging me and I tried wrenching my wrist from her grip.
"Fine," I said with a huff, "one drinking but that's all I'm doing."
We went inside and the place instantly smelled like an assignation room after hours of unhindered love making. I blinked a little, my eyes adjusting to the dim lighting as dirty, scraggly men sat at various tables, hooting and hollering at the women (and a couple of men) who were removing their clothes in a lewd fashion and rubbing against anyone who would hold up a decent amount of coin and I saw some sneak upstairs in pairs, knowing very well what they were doing. A strip club and a whorehouse with a Shahrizai and Valerian adept, perfect.
"I'm going to get eaten alive if people knew I was an adept," I said with a scowl. We were high class in the Night Court, too much for those who lived in Night's Doorstep, but almost everyone hungered for us at one point. "Naia, let's just go. Don't be stupid," I said, scowling when one whore began to point a finger at me and move her fingers trying to entice me closer but I stayed put.
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Oct 27, 2009 0:05:04 GMT -5
"Exactly," I said, "What could be better than an orgasm anyway?" I laughed, continuing to pull him closer. He relented, as I knew he would, and even if he hadn't, I certainly wouldn't pass this up.
Two steps in the door and I wrinkled my nose. "Oh Kushiel..." I knew I was wide-eyed, not that I had never seen such behavior, just not so much of it, and so ... low-class. One of the women had a scar across her belly and breasts that almost reached her nether regions! And the men didn't seem to care!
"If you don't want them to know, you better not say that so loudly," I said, wishing that I could go incognito the way an Adept could. Nothing screamed Shahrizai louder than my blue-black locks and startlingly bright eyes.
"Oh, no, one drink, you promised." Well, he hadn't exactly promised, but close enough. I propelled him to an empty table and ordered us a couple of drinks from a barmaid -and I used the term lightly - who had definitely seen better days. I glanced over at Sin, who looked as if he wanted to crawl right out of his skin, and laughed softly, following his scowl to a woman who seemed interested in him.
Grinning, I beckoned her over and tossed her a few coins, "How about a doing a little dance for my friend here." I said, winking at him.
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Oct 27, 2009 0:25:55 GMT -5
It was a low class joint and I did not feel comfortable being here, as I sold my body as well but I would not do it so... readily for the kind that was around here, smoking, drinking and staring without any hidden lust. I scowled at Naia when she told me that I best not say it so loudly, "Everyone here is drunk and unless you strip me to my bare back nobody is going to know anyway," I shrugged my shoulders, stiffening when I saw her beckon for one of the whores. I grabbed her hand, clamping it. "NAIA SHAHRIZAI!" I snapped loudly as the whore began to approach me and I practically hit behind her.
"I am going to KILL you." There was no way that that would turn me on at all. I would readily want to get punched before I she began pressing up against me with the alcohol and foul breath. "You!" I barked over to the closest and homeliest of the whores. I did not have much coin, but surely I could afford you. "A tease for my friend here. She's curious about women but has never been with one. She prefers things dirty." I turned away from Naia and sat to take my poison.
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Oct 27, 2009 21:24:56 GMT -5
I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to cry, especially when Sin plunked down some coin of his own in retaliation. Under other circumstances I might have been mad, but I could hardly have expected otherwise after my own stunt.
The woman he had called over had a gap between her teeth that I could chuck coins through, and I was sorely tempted to try it. I lost track of what Sin was doing, however, when I had to begin fighting this one off. She tried to straddle me and I thought I might gag - she smelled disgusting. I pushed several more coins toward.
"All right, enough... I haven't had that much to drink yet." Thankfully she was happy enough to take my coin and move on, I wasn't sure how much of that I could have taken!
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Oct 28, 2009 14:16:02 GMT -5
I cursed at her loudly for her to leave me and practically melted down out of my seat, grabbing Naia by her arm. "You pull a trick like that again and I will kill you!" I snarled lowly under my breath, holding her arm in a death grip as I tried to drag her out of the disgusting place. "There, we've seen it and truly, there is no reason to stay." Honestly, what was she going to tell me, that the place had some sort of shining appeal?
"I'm disgusted just thinking about this place."
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Oct 28, 2009 14:45:44 GMT -5
“Oh, Sin! Don’t be such a prude!” I exclaimed, though in truth the grip he had on my arm was going to leave bruises. I didn’t react to the pain, however, just laughed again, tossing my inky curls and then pouting. “We didn’t even have a chance to finish our drinks!”
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Oct 31, 2009 22:47:23 GMT -5
"Elua's balls Naia!" I said with a snarl when she demanded her drink again. I could not imagine drinking ANYTHING here, but I practically dragged her to the bar, trying not to look at any of the homely women here and took a seat. "Two shots of whiskey, please." I stressed the last word as if it were for dear life and a very long legged woman with scars across her body came and delivered it to us and I took the shot, feeling the fire shoot down my throat. "Blessed Elua."
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Nov 1, 2009 1:06:27 GMT -5
I slammed my whiskey while trying to keep my laughter under control. It burned going down, a nice warmth that I was all too familiar with. "C'mon, Sin, you have to admit that this is much more interesting than sitting in the Gauche watching sailors fight." I banged my empty glass on the table and got a refill, which I slammed as fast as the first.
Daring to let my eyes roam the bar, I was struck by how different this part of D'angeline society was than what people thought of us. Refined? Angelic? Cultured? And yet, here in Night's Doorstep, one could still find the seedier pleasures in life, and the poor, the discontent, the discriminated. Were we really any better than anywhere else?
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Nov 1, 2009 11:46:35 GMT -5
"I'm not drinking anymore, if that's what you think," I said with a scowl as I watched her slam another drink down. Much to my dismay, my ability to hold drinks was next to nil and I would be pushing it with two shots, which would probably go to three, which would probably go to four and I was NOT going to risk that in a seedy place like this and depend on Naia to take care of me. What an idiot I would be. "It's giving me chills. If you're so interested, why don't you take one to the back room?" I asked with a scowl and shook my head. "If you get drunk and do things you are going to regret don't get mad at me!"
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Nov 1, 2009 19:14:23 GMT -5
I shuddered, still grinning widely. "There isn't enough watered-down whiskey in this dump to get me that drunk," I said, though I did take my third shot a little slower. "You're only going to have one?" I said, raising a brow at his empty glass. "I never pegged you for a snob, Sinclair." I added, toasting his empty glass with mine before finishing it. "Repulsive people need love too..." Here I dissolved into giggles all over again.
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Nov 2, 2009 12:24:28 GMT -5
Not enough watered down whiskey for HER to get drunk, maybe, but I was a different story and admitting just how little I could drink before I started getting a little too friendly was something that I did not want to do. "Fine! I'll have another one. Elua's BALLS, Naia," I snapped at her as I slammed my tumbler down so I could get a refill and I downed another one, shuddering a little from the fire burning in my throat. Fuck. "There, happy?"
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Post by Naia Shahrizai on Nov 2, 2009 22:30:44 GMT -5
I giggled as he had another drink, ill tempered though he was about it. "Loosen up, Sin." I said, finishing my fourth tumbler with aplomb. "We're just here to have a few drinks and um, enjoy," here I broke into fresh giggles, "the scenery."
Turning to my left, I noted a man with a toothless barmaid in his lap and I gestured at him, still laughing, "Now, see, there's a man who knows how to have a good time."
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Post by Sinclair nó Valerian on Nov 24, 2009 17:20:20 GMT -5
"Yes, enjoy the scenery," I said dryly, barely able to keep my second drink down. That was it. No more. "I think I am going to gag and throw a little," I said, putting my hand on my stomach. I supposed it helped me to open my eyes. I was truly blessed to be in the Night Court, though I had never considered myself unlucky for my position. It just made me... appreciate it a bit more. "Are you done or do I have to rent one out for you?"
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