Post by redspaceboyy on Sept 6, 2018 21:26:09 GMT -6
Mateusz
"You men are all the same
Macho but cheap
A load of wimpy unfaithfuls
So predictable. No, I'm not sure that you deserve me
You're lucky to be loved
You should say 'thank you' to me."
The party itself was a fairly average one for Teu. Alcohol was served to those willing to drink it - which he of course drank eagerly - and the guests were numerous in number, as any party in Valore would be. The place was big, the gathering having been hosted by a middle-aged Noble bachelor, and it seemed as if every rich-blooded equine from Aodh was there.
He was there as a courtesan, adorned in a simple gold collar not unlike the one he typically wore at The Pearl. Currently off-duty, he chose to hang back and admire the crowd... if admiring the crowd was scoffing at the dry and forced laughter that had just broke from the other end of the large ballroom.
Teu took another drink from the wine hovering just a few centimeters from his lips, keeping cover behind a table of snacks. A bored sigh followed, as he awaited eagerly for the familiar and comforting buzz delivered from the beverage in his grasp.
He had little interest in the people of the party. But it was a chance to get a client or two, free booze, and to eavesdrop on the conversations of any nobles who might happen to be gossiping about his more secretive field of work. Nonetheless, it seemed like a night spent slowly slipping under the ever-growing hum of alcohol.
He was there as a courtesan, adorned in a simple gold collar not unlike the one he typically wore at The Pearl. Currently off-duty, he chose to hang back and admire the crowd... if admiring the crowd was scoffing at the dry and forced laughter that had just broke from the other end of the large ballroom.
Teu took another drink from the wine hovering just a few centimeters from his lips, keeping cover behind a table of snacks. A bored sigh followed, as he awaited eagerly for the familiar and comforting buzz delivered from the beverage in his grasp.
He had little interest in the people of the party. But it was a chance to get a client or two, free booze, and to eavesdrop on the conversations of any nobles who might happen to be gossiping about his more secretive field of work. Nonetheless, it seemed like a night spent slowly slipping under the ever-growing hum of alcohol.
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