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[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ guess who bought himself a nice, bad-ass silk shirt with the money he pilfered? Come on, guess 8> GUESS.

THIS GUUUUYYYYYY and he looks damn fine in it, and quite jubilant. He hasn't been able to afford something this nice in a long time so he is just one just smugstorm over here, grinning to himself while he scours the Red Light District. Because when you have money you know what else you totally need to do?

Buy hookers. ]


[ ooc; OPEN TO THE TOWN, EVENING-STYLE ]

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[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

'Course not--figured you'd be a girl of class. I'm only askin' since I'm such a right guy and all. [ which is bs and they both know it. ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[ha, yeah, that gets a laugh. But she nods towards the stairs up to the second floor, so it's all good]

Lead the way, then.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ And he shall! Up the stairs, down a hall and take a left--and the furnishing start to get much nicer. Some of the rooms are already..."occupied", if the noises are anything to go by, but the one on the end appears to be free so Ellis will escort her to it.

And it's actually pretty decent--clean sheets and the room almost looks like a mid-class inn's. ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[at least this is more of a setting that she's used to, more easily putting the crazy technology downstairs out of her mind.

She'll wander her way in, not shy about the fact that she's looking the place over]

...Hmm, not bad.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

They mighta had somethin' nicer...but that's usually reserved for the well-knowns. Special service an' all.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

I guess I'll just have to work harder at making a name for myself, then.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

Then let's consider this your debut performance.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[HEH. oh man, it's so hard not to laugh...]

I hope you're not a harsh critic... [slinking her way over to him like a pro, going to beckon and lead him further into the room] ...I wouldn't want a bad review.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

Trust me, from this angle? Things look promising. [ and he is gonna follow her with absolutely no resistance here whatsoever, hands anxious to get themselves onto dat waist ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[and, as soon as they're both properly in the room with the door shut behind them-- oh, how expertly she slips into his arms. She just fits there. It's like she's been doing this for hundreds of years, or something]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ It's hella weird for him--he usually doesn't get this treatment from the women he buys--but there's just something about it he chooses not to argue with, moving back toward the bed and pulling her by her hips with him as he smirks. ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[she certainly doesn't act like a hooker. Sometimes, she's even suspiciously called out on it. ...But they rarely ever complain, and that's all that matters.

She follows along so willingly, her smile just as sly as his. If he didn't know any better, she almost seemed to be genuinely enjoying this]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ Let's hope she enjoys sitting on his lap when he reaches the bed and sits down too. Because that way he can just start blatantly pulling on the laces of her shirt. Not that he doesn't love your bust all pushed up Kett--he just likes it better when he can slip one hand in there to grope you more easily ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[she doesn't seem to mind much at all... though, while he's doing that, she brings up a hand to lightly brush strands of hair away from his eye, so she can run fingertips across the lines of his tattoo]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ They've been partially scarred into his face so the ink's pretty set--and he doesn't pay much attention to her doing that. Most people tend to either stare or want to check it out so it's nothing new for him.

What is garnering most of his attention is her impossibly perfect chest as he gives her breast a squeeze and slides his other hand down around her waist ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[she's... pretty much ignoring everything he's doing for a second, when she feels the scarring of his tattoo. ...Huh.

And then she's back, smiling again and leaning in close-- lips brushing the cheekbone with the tattoo, just happening to get a good look at it while she's there]

Tell me about your tattoo... [arms around his neck, fingers in his hair] ...I love stories.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ Well that's unusual...but not necessarily a bad thing. Any attention is good attention so he'll let her mouth wander, working her shirt farther open and...p. much pulling her hips right down against his ]

S'not that great of a story...

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[she'll tolerate that for now, as long as she can get him to talk. It maybe isn't a very hookerish thing to do, but she begins to dot kisses down to his jaw, and then slowly toward his neck]

I want to hear it...

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ v-very not hookerish.... )8;; ]

Hnnn...you know, I always feel more talkative when there's less clothing involved. Let's try that and see how this story goes.

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[she can't help a little sigh, at that. But, she complies. Pushing him back a bit, she straightens up away from him so she can reclaim some elbow room. Then, she proceeds to slide out of her bodice with a serpentine wriggle of her body.

...Yep, she's just as flawless underneath her clothes.]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ ohfuckyesohfuckyesohfuckyesohfuckyesohfuckyesohfuckyes ]

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[she has the smug look that only someone who has designed their own body has any right to have. Pretty much basking in that expression of his]

...Start talking.

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

R, right-- [ oh my god YES totally going to put both his hands on on that perfect chest. ]

It was a long time ago when I was a kid. Pretty much right after I left home, I ran into a bit of trouble...

[heresyandlace.livejournal.com]

[can you even handle this much perfection, man? she runs her hands up his chest and loops them over his shoulders again]

Mhmm... [go on~]

[parasiteye.livejournal.com]

[ ffffffuuuckkkk he loves you, Kett. Or just really has a boner for...well, all of you. And he is making no attempts to hide it ]

Got caught up in some shit with this group of mountain thieves...fuckers thought it'd be funny to mark me up a bit. They got what was coming to 'em though.