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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Thomas Hobbes" data-source="post: 1596526" data-attributes="member: 8623">"There are different kinds of professionals," says Aeweth, her eyes narrowing in anger.  "Some have power and skill.  Others..." Aeweth and Rhesa both retain stronger language "get trapped and abused in a place like this."  Or run it is another thing she leaves as best unsaid.  Aeweth shrugs, crossing her arms and throwing her shoulders back while looking around casually, as if she couldn't care less.  Going along but not conceding by any means.  "I'll do my job, Madame.  Don't you worry about that."Rhesa sneers at the closed door following Brie's exit.  Hey, f-ck you too, you pint sized pimp.  She sighs.  No good swearing at the green runt.  Best get to work.  Best hope is to take Brie's out- hope he's a gentleman.  She sighs again.  Right.  A gentleman hiring the most innocent girl at a whorehouse. Goddamn.Aeweth blushes, and awkwardly takes his hand, more because she thinks that's what she should do than because she wants to.  Her hand might have even been a little sweaty- Rhesa’s not too happy about this whole situation either- but she also knows how to keep her palms dry with a little powder.  "I- I can't say I favor the outfit much either," she murmurs, apparently not wanting Brie to overhear.  She regards the other girl with only a little less embarrassment than she goes Ezuvial- another girl seeing her doing... this, and more experienced, which puts her both higher and lower than Aeweth-as-prostitute.  Call her "Faleri."  So now she has to make sure no one in the group sees Aeweth out of character, while still acting like Faleri and, hopefully, not losing Rhesa in there either.  Next thing I know there'll be voices.  Now it's Faleri speaking, still quietly, still hesitantly.  "I'm sorry about before.  It's just... it's complicated."  She smiles a little, not making eye contact.  "I didn't mean to offend you."  I wish I could get a read on you, you bastard.  It's like I'm going off to sleep with a wall for all the information I'm likely to get out of you.  I swear, if Gwyn says one word...  well, I'll shut up and look scared.As they walk, Rhesa leaves Faleri studying the walls very carefully and steps out to observe herself.  Why is she so opposed to this?  It's not like she's some little goody-two-shoes nun or anything.  Nor are men exactly unknown to her, although she'll have to play up the virgin bit for this guy.  Is it humiliation?  Degradation?  She’s playing this man for a fool and pumping him for information, a real slick spy bit. (Olidamarra, I’d never thought I’d get tired of the innuendo of pumping someone for information, but here we are.) If he’s actually related to the missing girls and she’s just doing this for sh-ts and giggles, plus giving Madame Brie some extra cash.  She dislikes the goblin immensely, and the idea of the little goblin covered in far too much makeup and cackling at her lends color to her cheeks.I suppose this just isn't really what I had hoped for when I embarked on my grand quest for a moral middle road.  She snorts internally.  Gods, what an existance this must be!  One of the msot enjoyable human activities, reduced to a job that you don't want to get up in the morning to do.</blockquote>

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