Diplomatic Immunity--Preface: Vasha's Discovery

[Bront]

Vasha giggles and walks in with a tight little walk "I don't know, did we audit how you got to be so handsom? There's a new tax on that you know."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"No, I don't think you audited that one yet," Zythryd replies with a smile.

*He leads Vasha into the small little entryway and up the stairs, past an opening leading to a dining room where in the distance a bent-over woman with a rag and a bucket is scrubbing the floor.*

 

[Bront]

"Or perhps, we should change things up a bit, and let you audit the auditor." she says with a smile. She leans over purposely to set her papers down on the table, giving Zythryd a good view.

"Oh, I didn't know you had a maid."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Hmm...I think that would be fun!" Zythryd takes the opportunity to 'audit' Vasha's cleavage.

"Oh, her. She's a slave, actually."

 

[Bront]

"Oh, I didn't know you owned any. Guess I need to do more research before I begin an audit." she giggles.

"So, Mr. Zythryd, where do you want to conduct your... audit? I'll try to be accomidating."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Hmm, well what do you think about an audit in the bedroom, if I'm not being too forward, Ms. Accountant?"

 

[Bront]

"It's your audit. I'm at your complete disosal." She follows Zythryd up to the bedroom. She bends over the bed to examine it, giving Zythryd a good view from behind. "This should do nicely, if it suits you."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, this looks good to me. You'll have to be careful, though. If we're auditing your beauty, it's going to be impossible to pay such a big tax."

 

[Bront]

"Well, Mr Zythryd, do you know anything else I can do to pay then?"

 

[Rystil Arden]

"I have some ideas, Ms. Springborne...Let me show you..."